✨ Fighting for her ✨

Samantha

I walked inside the big building and it looked nothing less than a marvelous piece of architecture. Every inch of Malhotra Group of Industries was luxuriant and lavish. Abhimaan already left for the office and I came after him. He had a meeting so he had to leave and I needed time to process everything about my new job. Papa already threw a bomb at me in the morning and Abhimaan left no crumbs in teasing me (scaring me).

I knew I had to join the Company but I wasn't prepared for it especially the Interview with the CEO. I decided to wear formals to feel confident enough so I chose to wear shirt and a pant completing my look with a heel. I also applied a little bit of makeup to look presentable and accessorized my look with earrings and a watch.

"Excuse me, can you please guide me to Mr. Abhimaan Malhotra's cabin? I have an interview scheduled with him", I said once I reached the receptionist area. A young man who looked quite busy with his work was sitting there. He heard my voice and looked at me from tip to toe making a I don't know what but a weird face.

"You are misinterpreted, Madam. Mr. Malhotra doesn't hold individual meetings", he said making a disgust face to me.

The way he looked at me made me feel uncomfortable and gave me an instant urge to check myself from top to bottom. "Yes, but I have an interview scheduled with him. Can you please confirm with him", I asked again.

He passed me a cold glare, "Listen Miss, you better not waste my time", he said.

"Sorry?", I asked politely.

"Have you seen yourself once in the mirror? Girls like you don't even roam around Mr. Malhotra ", he said bluntly and I was taken aback at his response.

How dare he?

"Excuse me?", I maintained my calm tone.

"You better leave and stop wasting my time", he said and resumed working on his laptop. I turned my heels in order to maintain my calmness when I heard a known voice.

"Your voice and eyes both must be low when you talk to your lady boss", I turn around only to face Abhimaan, his eyes fuming in anger, his voice stern and his aura as usual, powerful.

"I'm....so.... sorry, Sir", the receptionist stammered at his words as Abhimaan matched towards him.

"How dare you talk to my wife like that?", Abhimaan's cold voice echoed around the walls.

The staff shivered in fear and I felt bad for him, I know it wasn't the way he should be talking to me or anyone else but Abhimaan's anger is something you barely wishes to face, "Abhimaan, it's fine....", I whispered back.

"No, it's not, Samantha. He should know whom he is talking to. Apologise to her. Now", he roared.

"I'm...I'm... so....sorry, Mam.. please forgive...me...", the man trembled in fear.

"It's fine", I said him with pity eyes.

I grabbed Abhimaan's arms softly pleading him with my puppy eyes, "Please, let him go", I mouthed back.

"You better not repeat this mistake again", he warned the staff for the last time and took my hand in his and walked off.

Till now, the whole office was looking at us, some in amusement and some in surprise not because of the fact that I'm Abhimaan's wife but him definitely acting all strange.

I saw Ruhaan on my way as he waved back at me passing me side smirk. Despite the whole eyes on us which Abhimaan barely cared about, he took me inside his cabin and shut the door behind him.

He left my hand and rubbed his face in frustration, I felt his anger still boiling, "Abhimaan.... Relax, please....", I tried to calm him down but before I could say anything further, he pulled me into a hug.

For a moment, I was taken aback by his gesture but it felt better, "Abhimaan....", I said softly while he buried his face in the crook of my neck.

"Calm down.....", I rubbed his back and hugged him more tightly. I felt his arms tightening around me and nothing in the world described the emotions I feel within those fractions of seconds when this man touches me.

He broke the hug and kissed my forehead and then my cheeks. "Nobody can insult you like that, Samantha. I wanted to throw him out of my sight once and for all", he said looking straight into my eyes.

I caressed his cheeks in admiration, "Awwwww.... Yaar ye kitna awesome hai", I said pulling his cheeks to change the topic and lighten his mood. He made a cute annoying face and I laughed at his reaction.

"Aap kahe toh apni awesomeness dikhau aur?", he said leaning closer to my face.

"Oh my virgin eyes.....", my eyes widened hearing Ruhaan's voice as I immediately distant myself in embarrassment.

"Learn to knock", Abhimaan said in his cold tone.

"Haa haa ab tere cabin mein bhi knock kar ke aana padega mujhe. Yahi din aa gaye hai mere....", I chuckled at Ruhaan's reaction when Abhimaan passed him a cold glare to shut him up.

"Waise bhabhi aapko Interview dene ki zaroorat nahi hai. Aap toh CEO ki bhi lady boss ho....", I tried controlling my laugh at Ruhaan's voice. Keep the whole world apart, this man single handedly can raise Abhimaan's temperature and to be honest, their bond is so pure.

"Chal tera kaam ho gaya ab jaa yaha se....", Abhimaan said taking the file from his hand as he went out of the cabin in surrender and I kept laughing at them.

"Bahut hasi aa rahi hai aapko?", I looked at Abhimaan who literally got back to what he was doing. Leaning closer enough to tease me.

My body started reacting in the way it shouldn't, "Bolo naa biwi....", he started rubbing his nose on my neck sending shivers down my spine.

"Mr. Malhotra, pl... please.....", he barely listened to me and pulled me closer to him.

I blushed under his touch as I turned around but he caught me anyways. I rested my back on his chest while he tightened his hold on me, "Abhi... Abhimaan....", I managed to speak while he kept roaming his hands over my body.

"Ji...."

"Koi...aa....jayega....please.....", I shuttered failing to reciprocate if I really wanted him to stop or not.

"Toh aa jaane do, biwi.... The world should know whom you belong to", he said bluntly feathering soft kisses over my neck.

"I'm...here...for an... Interview, Abhimaan."

"Hmmm.... Then, why don't you answer my questions, Samantha?", he said huskily.

"How do you feel when I touch you, Ms. Samantha?", he whispered, biting my earlobe.

I bit my lips to suppress my voice from becoming a moan, "Umm...."

"Tell me, Samantha...."

"I... I have....never....ummm....felt...this way... I love my body....even more...when you...ummmm....when you touch me....Mr. Malhotra....", he turned me around to face me and slightly pushed me making me sit on his desk.

He stood between my legs, "How you want me to touch you, Ms. Samantha?", he asked cupping my clothed boobs in his hands and I arched my back in ecstasy.

"Touch me like you own me, Mr. Malhotra", my bold side started getting bolder under his touch.

He unbuttoned my shirt exposing my cleavage and even though it's not the first time he is looking at my bare skin, I still felt shy under his gaze. I failed to look into his eyes as I knew it was awakening something inside me.

"Mrs. Samantha, is it right to run away from you husband at home and show your bold side to your CEO like this?", I focused at his taunting words while he smirked back at me.

I remembered what he was talking about. I did it in the morning because he wasn't ready to go to the office so, I woke up before him and freshened up and left the room before he could be all naughty.

"Depends how my CEO treats me", I said in the same tone as his while I started touching him seductively. I unbuttoned his blazer and kept it aside. I started leaving soft kisses over his sharp jawline while I reached down to his neck. His hold on me tightened as I felt our breaths getting synced.

"And how do you want your CEO to treat you, Mrs. Samantha?", he asked in a hoarse voice.

I loosened his tie and took no time in sucking his bottom lip. I teased him while he landed on my lips and started kissing me passionately.

I opened his tie in one go as after signalled him breaking the kiss. "A little rough, maybe", I said seductively.

He understood what I meant and took my both hands tying it with his tie. He pushed me and I leaned back on the desk. He pulled down the strap of my bra and started sucking on my boob while and kept kneading the other with one of his hands.

"Samantha, if you make a noise, I will make you scream then....", he said in his manly voice. I bit my lips taking his words as a warning while he kept playing with my boobs.

My back became carefree as it wanted more of him, "Abh....Abhimaan...."

"Aahhhh.....", the voice I tried suppressing became a little louder when he slapped me on my nipples and the heavenly pleasure started building inside me.

"Don't make a noise, Samantha.....", he kept eating my soft buds hungrily.

He started roaming his hands down in between my legs when a tingling sensation happened there. I struggled under his sweet torture as he touched my covered areas down there. He didn't rub it, he just kept his hands there and that provoked me even more.

"Mr. Malhotra....pl...please....", I bit my lips in ecstasy. Suddenly I felt his hands on my arms as he helped me to sit straight on the desk. He smirked back at me and untied my hands and then buttoned up my shirt. He shuffled his hands on my hair and tried getting it straight with his hand. While I looked at him in confusion as he made me stand on my feet.

"You are hired, Ms. Samantha", he said passing me his soft smirk.

I squinted my eyes at him, "What? Did you just.....", I asked in realisation.

"I just took my revenge, biwi. This is what you get when you tease your husband like that", he winked back at me.

So, he literally took his sweet torture revenge and I couldn't help myself falling for his trap.

This man, I tell you.

Mr. Malhotra, you are going to pay back for this.

Abhimaan

Teasing her is something I can never get tired off. I chuckled at her reaction noticing her nose scrunching in annoyance. But wifey, that's what you get when you mess up with me.

"You....", she marched into my direction but stopped when we heard a thud sound of the door. The door opened and there standing the last person I would want to see, Isha.

My focus was still at Samantha as I noticed her expression changed into a cold one. She definitely doesn't like her just like me.

"What a pleasant surprise, Ms. Samantha!", Isha said in her venomous tone as she came inside the cabin.

Before I could respond, I heard Samantha saying, "It's Mrs. Samantha", she corrected while Isha passed her a cold glare.

"Mrs. Samantha Singh Malhotra", she added leaving no crumbs for this woman.

I chuckled inwardly as I have never seen this side of Samantha and even though I was standing at a safe distance from her, I can assure that she was fuming in anger.

Isha rolled her eyes hearing Samantha's words, "Whatever....", she mouthed slowly.

"So, you are joining Malhotra Group of Industries, right Samantha?", she asked twisting her eyebrows.

Well, Samantha's position is not fixed yet but I have already gone through her resume. Also in the past, I have extracted details about her and I know that she was the topper of her batch. She is excellent in her academics and has done MBA in Finance with one of the renowned College of Mumbai. I still cannot understand why she didn't continue with her career.

And I already decided which role would be appointed to her. Personally, she is the lady boss but thinking from her perspective, it's better for her to work where she is specialised in. So, if she likes finance, I'm going to make her rule the whole department.

Because I'm definitely going to give her the best chance to showcase her business potential which she barely realises. But I'm going to push her more in her career.

Because I trust her potential. She has the power to rule the business world. And my wife is going to flaunt with her skills.

"Ms. Isha, do you have any specific work. You can wait outside", I really didn't want her around both of us.

"C'mon, Abhimaan. I'm really having a good conversation with your wife. Right, Samantha?", she looked at Samantha with a smirk on her face.

I know what she is trying to do. Disrespecting my wife but I'm barely letting her or anyone else do that.

"Right, Abhimaan. Let it be. Me and Isha are having a good conversation", Samantha snapped back.

I knew she is definitely not going to take it.

"Well, Ms. Isha. My roles are yet to be decided", she replied back sternly when I heard Isha chuckling.

"Oh, I forgot, you are here as a CEO's wife. Because this Company hires well qualified people", Isha blurted out.

I gritted my teeth in anger and wanted her to throw her out of my cabin and never look at her face again, "C'mon, Ms. Isha, what's so wrong in being called as a CEO's wife? After all, my husband has worked so hard to rule on this position. I'm proud to be called the one. And talking about the qualification, let's not get there....", Samantha snapped back confidently.

Wow, biwi. I'm super proud of you!

"Ye bhi sahi hai. Pehle ek billionaire ladka phasao, phir usse shaadi kar lo aur aish ki zindagi jeeyo. I mean seriously, Samantha. Abhimaan ke bina tumhe jaanta bhi kon hai?", Isha's words rang inside my ear making my expression turned cold.

Samantha's face dropped in both anger and hurt and that has triggered me enough, "Ishaa......", I roared making her flinch at my words but she dared not to shut her mouth.

"Arey toh sach toh kaha maine, Abhimaan. Aakhir Samantha kis position par hai yaha?", she questioned back playfully and Samantha stood in utter silence.

This clenched my heart and I chose not to wait any longer as I held Samantha's hand and walked her out of the cabin. I made her stand in the middle of the office and Isha followed us.

"Mehta Ji....", I called my assistant.

"Ji Sir....", he came approaching me.

"Cancel our deal with Ms. Isha Chauhan....", I said sternly and I heard the employee's jaw dropped in silence.

"Abhimaan....", Samantha clutched onto my blazer with a questioning look.

No, wifey. Your puppy eyes are not going to melt me right now.

I held her hands more tightly as Isha faced us, "What? Have you gone mad, Abhimaan?", she said angrily.

"Ms. Isha, you had enough chances to speak. Now, you will keep your mouth shut and just listen", I warned her.

"Abhimaan, you are cancelling our years of contract for this woman?", she spat out in anger.

"This woman is my wife. Think and speak before I think and ruin your whole career", I warned her.

"Mehta ji, Suna nahi aapne?"

"Ji, Sir.... I will get it done", he replied back instantly.

"Make sure to pay Ms. Isha all the compensation charges signed under the contract. Our Company is never going to work with her", I ordered back.

Isha cried out, "No.... Abhimaan....you cannot do this to me.... I'm the model of this Company.... I'm the face.... of this Company. You can't do this to me....", she begged in fake tears which barely affected me.

"Mehta Ji, kindly mention the reason for this contract termination that Ms. Isha has misbehaved with my wife", I said authoritatively while my assistant nodded back.

"One thing to be added, Mrs. Samantha Singh Malhotra is the new face of Malhotra Group of Industries. And not only this, she is our new Finance Analyst too....", I announced back while Samantha's gaze was fixed on me.

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