Chapter 34

The elevator doors sighed open, revealing a vision in red. Swati stood frozen near her desk, their eyes locking in a silent conversation. Arun's carefully planned opening line died in his throat. He swallowed hard, his gaze sweeping over her in a way he knew was blatant, but completely irresistible.

Swati, under his scrutiny, transformed into a living blush. A fiery warmth bloomed across her cheeks, mirroring the heat that flared within him. He felt a pang of something akin to annoyance - annoyance at her for affecting him so profoundly, for turning his carefully guarded emotions into a tangled mess.

"Sruthi, get me..." he began, his voice rougher than he intended. But the words never materialized. The sight of her flustered state, so utterly captivating, stole his focus entirely.

Before he could stammer out another syllable, Swati blurted, "I will get your coffee, Sir!" and practically bolted towards the elevator, her haste both endearing and comical.

A soft chuckle escaped Arun's li
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