You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore".
William Faulkner

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"What the f*ck is this Mr.Saxon?", my voice boomed in the closed office room as the man visibly shivered under my furious gaze as I threw the files across my desk.
He cowered back in his seat gulping down as sweat visibly formed on his face as he went through the file.
"Ma...m...mam our team took care of the legal process related to land. But... but mam... dealer has tricked us...", he stuttered as his face paled.
"Don't you dare to make excuses Mr.Saxon", I hissed. "I believe that's the reason we have appointed legal team".
"Y....yes..mam...but..."
"I don't have time for your excuses right now", I raised my hand to stop his blabbering.
"Tell me what can be done right now. We can't allow the matter to go before the court", I said agitated.
"Mam, the land-owner has clearly signed over the property rights to Remington's and he swindled the fake papers to us", he gulped examining the papers.
"So there is no way we can win the legal-battle against the Remington's and......", he hesitated.
"And?", I pressed sensing his reluctance.
"And there will be strict actions taken against us. The court may even order us to close the hospital as the land comes under illegal-possession", he tensed at the end sensing rage in my eyes.
"Let me ask you directly", I asked glaring at him. "How did you let this happen?", I asked calming my nerves.
He was the best legal consultant we had here. There was no way he could show negligence in this matter.
"Mam, the previous owner gave the general power of attorney to sell the land to his 2 children, and they both swindled us", he said directing his anger towards the real frauds.
"That doesn't mean you are not at fault here", I hissed shaking my head in disappointment.
"I know mam. I'm really sorry for that", he bent his head in shame.
"You are dismissed for now", I said as the depth of the situation started to make sense now.

"Sam, are you alright?", I heard concerned tone of Lena as she barged into my office.
"Other than physically exhausted and mentally unstable; Yes, I guess I'm perfectly alright", I muttered leaning my head back against the seat.
"Don't stress out Sam, we can find some other way to save our hospital", She said unsure of her own words.
I let out a mocking laugh.
"We are left with only an hour Lena. Do you still think we have any other ways other than agreeing with that, asshole"
An intense fury crossed my face as I recalled his parting words,
I can't wait for our union anymore.
You have 24 hours to decide.
"Hey, calm down Sam you will crush the poor folder in your hands", she said referring to the file that jerk handed me yesterday.
"This is not so you Sam, I have never seen you losing your calm before", she sighed.
"So how do you expect me to react Lena?", I burst out not able to control my senses any further.
There was no way I could get out of this trouble on my own & I cannot afford to let this matter into legal process. That will trample the reputation of my hospital name.
"You know I have invested my sweat and toil on this hospital. It's my ambition and my life. I can't afford to lose this when I'm finally marking my place in this field", I said in defeated tone.
"He must be a real-asshole to trap you in the marriage, bringing this sensitive matter", she muttered thinking deeply.
"That he is", I agreed with her.
"But I think there is something missing in this whole issue", she wondered.
"What's that?", I furrowed my brows.
"Leave it, let's plan what to do with Mr.Remington for now", she said dodging away the matter.
"That bastard has clearly trapped me from all the directions. There is no way left to come out of this trouble now, without moving along in his way".
"Don't tell me you are agreeing to marry him", her eyes widened with dread.
"Just wait and watch me",I smirked at her grabbing my phone as I dialed the devil's number.
"Sam, please don't decide in haste......",
I heard Lena's warning tone but it was already late as the smug tone of the asshole greeted me.
"Hope you made the right decision Ms.Deshmukh", I could feel his arrogant smirk.
"Screw you, Mr Remington. Now let's talk about the deal, if you're finished being a jerk", I gnashed my teeth at his arrogance.
"Maybe we can talk this over a dinner?", his delightful voice reached me.
"My assistant will text you the location"
"Noway, I'm not going..... hlo......hlo"
Did he seriously hang up on me?
I stared at my phone in disbelief.
This man is going to die in my hands some day.

I arrived half-an-hour late at the said restaurant intentionally, wearing one of my oldest crappy Jean and equally old sweatshirt.

I'm going to annoy the life out of him by the time this dinner ends today.
As I stepped inside the majestic restaurant all eyes turned towards me, eyeing me weirdly.
Well you can all stare at me till your eyes come out of your sockets.
But guess what ? I'm not gonna give a damn.
"Reservation under Mr.Remington".
I asked to the nearby host but to my surprise a well dressed man, whom I believe as manager came running, still eyeing me as though I fell from the other world.
Do I look too much 'out of place'.
'No you look better than a beggar', my mind retorted.
"Mam, please follow me", he said leading me to a private floor upstairs
I furrowed my brows in confusion taking in the grand decorations of the hall.
"Is there some event going on here?", I asked unable to keep my curiosity at bay.
"No", a hoarse voice greeted me.
My heart raced at the moment hearing the familiar tone. I snapped my neck towards the direction to see the devil dressed like a runway model standing with his hands tucked in his pockets.
He excused the host, taking calculative steps towards me. He finally stopped as he took a complete head to toe glance at me, making me to squirm in my place.
He finally settled his intense stare on my eyes as his jaws clenched.
Guess what? I finally ticked his nerve.
"Why are you staring at me like that?"
I asked with an innocent face.
"Oh, wait!!", I slapped my forehead in shock as I bend a little to look over my clothes.
"I'm really sorry", I looked at him with a fake smile.
"I forgot that I was attending a dinner with the great Nicholas Remington, if you don't mind waiting for another one hour, I can surely change my dress", I said pouting innocently.
A mocking smile appeared on his lips, as he hovered over my 5'9" frame forcing me to arch my back.
"I didn't expect anything less from you Sweetheart", he breathed huskily in my ears with a mocking smirk.
......''Sweetheart''
Again something strange hit my mind making me uncomfortable by that particular word.

He took hold of my wrist leading me towards the candle-lit table decorated lavishly with flower vases and expensive centerpiece with marble cutleries.
My eyes widened alarmingly seeing the decorations. It was surely not a formal dinner, seeing the romantic setup.
And moreover nobody were found on the entire floor except us.
Oh no!!.......how dare he?
"When the f*ck did I agree for a date?", I glared at the him.


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