Shraddha Kumar Malhotra

　　I was sorting the files by alphabetical order. I received a call on the intercom, it was from Riya.

　　“Aaron sir is calling you Ms. Kumar.” She informed me.

　　“Ok, ma’am,” I said and went to his cabin. I knocked on the door. After a second he permitted me to enter.

　　“Come in,” he said arrogantly. I went inside.

　　“Good Morning Sir.” I wished him.

　　I looked at him. He was looking so handsome. His coat was hung on his chair. The under waistcoat on his white fitted shirt was looking so amazing. His biceps from white fitted shirt were flexing as he was working on his...