ISHQIYA

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"So that means you don't show trust in your higher up's" Myra muttered folding her hands.

"Its not about trust its actually about secrecy" I mocked a smile at her.

"I just want to keep it a secret till the last day of the show" I firmly pointed out my opinion.

"But thats not how-" I didn't let Myra complete her sentence voicing out my own concerns.

"But ma'am I already told you I Don't want to show my final designs to anyone except my team and Reyansh Sir" I calmly spoke still not backing out.

Well I have already finished my designs for the Paris Fashion week before my brother's wedding function starts.

Now that the work is completed miss Myra wants to give her unwanted opinion on my final designs.

But I have read too many books and watched too many movies to know her real intentions.

I don't want her stealing my ideas or creating something similar to mine because she was helping Ishaan.

And even if she wasn't helping him I better knew to not display my designs infront of her.

It's not a friendly competition between the colleagues, but it's The Paris Fashion Week!!

It's not just us! There are going to be many renowned designers who will see this as a opportunity to select the best designers to work under them.

Nobody get's a chance to showcase there designs directly in Paris Fashion Week.

People have worked for years and years to get this opportunity and when it has came to me so easily I am not letting it go.

Off course I am not keeping any extreme expectations from this event, but this is a great opportunity to showcase my designs.

If I really have that talent maybe someone will notice it, or I can take this as a once in a life time experience.

But either way I am not gonna let anyone get in my way. Specially this Myra.

"Huh, as if it's competition between the employees" Myra scoffed.

"It is not" I smiled at her knowing she understood what I meant.

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I kissed Reyansh's cheek one by one. And smiled after kissing his forehead.

He kissed my forehead too and placed my head on his chest ranting about my boring day.

"Why are you so tired?" Reyansh chuckled while caressing my hair.

I was seating on his lap hugging him tightly as we were inside his car after we were done with the office work.

"I had to use my energy on a useless creature" I sighed in chest.