Mistress

Meher's p.o.v

" Is this what I have taught you? What kind of design is this?" I heard my mentor is yelling on one of my fellow interns.

I don't know why this man is always so angry. He is too rude and rough. There is no sweetness in his voice and words. He humiliates us very badly if we do a single mistake. After Sehreyar Al Seikh I have seen this man too much rude.

Oh! Allah! I again compared another man with Sehreyar Al Seikh. I don't know why I always compare every man with Sehreyar Al Seikh. I still can't forget that man.

Well, let me introduce you to my grumpy and rude Mentor aka my boss. He is Mr Rehaan Al Qureshi. One of the greatest Architect in the whole of India. He is a 33-year-old rude and grumpy man.

I am doing my internship under him. I have studied so hard just to get the chance of doing my internship under him. He is the best in the Architecture sector.

"If you submit this to any company then they will reject it just looking at the cover! Total rubbish! Make it properly and then come to me. Get lost now," I heard Mr Rehaan's yelling voice.

After some time I heard him calling my name. I gulped down my saliva because of nervousness and entered into his room.

I said politely," Good morning, Sir."

And as usual, he didn't reply and I just rolled my eyes. How rude! He glared at me very awkwardly.

He asked me with his deep voice," Where is your design? Show me."

I placed my design in front of him on the table and he started checking everything with his scrutinising eyes.

He gestured me to sit and I obliged him.

He is checking my design where I am checking him. He is a good looking person and I can't deny this fact. Specifically, his ocean blue eyes are really captivating. They are hypnotising.

" You are checking out your teacher! Huh! You have become a pervert," My subconscious mocked me and I diverted my gaze at another direction.

I mentally thought," He is handsome but not more than Sehre..........

Oh! Allah. I again compared my boss with Sehreyar Al Seikh. I am sure I am having problem in my head. Why can't I just forget that man?

I am busy scolding myself for remembering Sehreyar Al Seikh when my boss asked me knitting his brows," What's this thing you have drew? Can you explain it? It's looking interesting."

Saying that he pointed his finger at the middle of my design.

I stood up and leaned a little to help him to understand the whole design. I started explaining the design.

I was so engrossed in my explanation that I didn't notice when my dupatta has fallen on my shoulder and some of my hairs are now falling on the design paper.

Before I could remove my hairs from the design paper my boss yelled loudly," Ms Meher, are you trying to seduce me?"

" Excuse me? I asked him raising my one brow.

He stood up and said angrily," Are you trying to seduce me by showing me your hairs? Then, let me tell you that I am not interested in you."

I try to seduce him? What the hell is he saying? Is he insane or

I think you are quite

and started seducing me. You sl. 

am your student. That doesn't mean you can

girl! You are talking against me. I can expel you

angrily," Then, expel me. I will not continue my internship here. You might be my teacher but you don't have the

don't

I came out of his room closing the door angrily. I don't care

to the place where my fellow interns are doing their job.

friends asked me lowering her voice," What happened?

me. He accused me of seducing him. Jerk! I replied angrily.

Seduce! And you! I am

Indeed," I replied and sat on

an auditorium when we heard our Boss's

him

just rolled my eyes. I

architect. I want you all to give the best design of yours in that meeting. Understood? He

positive and he again said rudely," My PA will tell you everything about the design's

he started coming towards me and I am just seeing his behaviour with

or expel me for talking back with him. But, to my utter surprise, he didn't

His

uttering any words. I didn't understand his behaviour. Why he looked

Sehreyar's p.o.v

of the mosque after many years. My feet are feeling like jelly and I am hesitating. I am not understanding should I enter or

come here for many days but couldn't gather the courage to come here. Finally, I decided to come here to pray

just my mistress. She was something else to me. She was the most special person for me.  Unknowingly, I loved her but couldn't tell

will leave like that. After her death, I have lost my interest in life. My sister is still mentally unstable. I have lost a person whom I loved and killed

murderer. I killed my baby. Apart from praying for Meher's soul, I came here to

But, I don't have peace. I am always disturbed. Meher's memories always bother me too

always feel pain

breath I entered the mosque after doing my odhu( a process to clean yourself before

prayer mattress and raised my hands in dua(prayer). After many

for Meher and my unborn child. I prayed for the rest of their soul. I am crying in my

me with his soft eyes. I immediately wiped my tears thinking that what will

he said affectionately," Beta(dear), you don't have to wipe your tears here. You can share your feelings in the

my head in positive when he said resting his one hand on my shoulder," I don't know why I am

I am already facing difficulties,"

"It's not easy to understand His

he left the place murmuring," Nobody can

about. I didn't give that

up on my feet to leave the mosque when someone called me on

id and it's from Haniya's doctor. I immediately picked it

Hello, Mr Sehreyar. If you are free can you meet