The next few days were a whirlwind. Meera’s schedule was packed with meetings, calls, and plans to finalize her next big deal. Yet, no matter how much she tried to bury herself in her work, there was something, someone, that kept creeping into her thoughts. Ayaan Malhotra.
She had almost convinced herself that she was just annoyed by his idealistic, poetic ideas about business. After all, Meera had built her empire on cold hard facts, strategies, and risk assessments. There was no room for feelings or emotions. But Ayaan’s words had lingered with her. The way he spoke about life, about business, about people… It was different. And that difference, whether she liked it or not, kept gnawing at her.
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