Chapter 24- Harassment At Work

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Jiya scurries towards Rahul's office as fast as she could. She knocked the door of his cabin and entered upon hearing a 'come in'. She saw him sitting on his chair and going through a file. Rahul lifted his head and passed a meek smile. Jiya returned the smile and sat on the chair when he asked her to do so.

"I see Mrs. Jiya that you are a very 'committed to work' kind of person. Impressive, really impressive." He closed the file and got up. "Open the laptop." He ordered her while tracing his fingers around the rim of the cup. Jiya did as told and saw a password dialog box open up. "Sir, password?" She asked politely. "Inteqaam." Rahul gave her a piercing glare. "Excuse me?" "Password hai, Inteqaam with a capital I." Rahul explained making Jiya pass a nervous smile to his direction.

Translation(s):
Inteqaam- Revenge

"Sir, khul gaya. Lekin, yahan hospital mein koi nahi hai, isn't that strange?" Jiya asked with a confused frown looking outside the cabin. "What do you mean?" Rahul asked cocking his eyebrows at her. "I mean, it's really strange that the whole hospital is deserted. Where is everyone?" She asked to which Rahul scratched his forehead. "Very few people are at duty right now and everyone among them has gone to have lunch. It's lunch time, Mrs. Jiya. Shall we move forward or you still have questions not related to work?" 

Translation(s):
Sir, khul gaya. Lekin, yahan hospital mein koi nahi hai, isn't that strange?- It opened, but there's no one in the hospital right now, isn't that strange?

Jiya shook her head and Rahul rolled his eyes. "Now search a folder named 'August Reports' in My Computer." He instructed her and she nodded her head. She began searching for the said folder but couldn't find it. "Sir, it's not there." Jiya finally told. "Not there?" Rahul faked a shock look. "Search properly Jiya, it might be there." Visible creases formed on his forehead. "Sure." Jiya began searching the folder again.

"I have searched thrice, Sir. The file isn't there." Jiya said. Rahul smirked which went unnoticed by Jiya. He quickly strolled towards her and was beside her in a second. "Lemme check." He bent down and started searching for the folder. The uncomfortable thing here was that both of his hands were around Jiya and she wasn't liking this a bit. While typing something his fingers slowly brushed Jiya's hand and she immediately removed them. Rahul looked at her and again began searching the file.

He came close to her ear and cheek. His lips were just a few centimeters away from her face. She started sweating and fiddling with her hands which didn't go unnoticed by Rahul. "What is happening, Mrs. Jiya?  Aren't you interested to work today?" Rahul's tone and his face were very neutral making Jiya to admonish herself for thinking her boss was harassing her. "N--no, Sir. Everything's alright." She stuttered.

"Good." He gave her a small smile and went back to the computer screen. This time wasn't any different, the only thing was that he was growing closer this time. Jiya could almost feel his stubble on her cheek and his fingers were continuously coming in contact with hers. She started shifting uncomfortably in her seat and kept her hands to herself. "What the hell are you doing Jiya? Do you even understand how important of a file it is? You are distracting me so much." Rahul shouted at her making her make an apologetic face.

"Now, stop shifting like that and lemme concentrate." He again started checking the laptop for that one non existent file. He bent down more, his chest pressed on Jiya's back. Bad thing, Jiya was wearing a backless blouse today and hadn't gotten any time to change it. She shivered when she felt his breath on her neck. He was stuck to her like second skin.

"Sir, you can do this from a distance too." Jiya finally spoke. "Alright." He walked a few steps back and raised his hands surrendering himself. "Teach me how to do this from a 'distance'. At work you have to get close to your colleagues for important research like this. If you are uncomfortable in this, I don't know what will happen when you are promoted to an even higher position. Wait, don't tell me that you think am harassing you." Rahul added.

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