Page 13 of One Hellish Passion

“Yes, Maya.”

“I am sorry I dozed off. I couldn’t meet Ranveer. Where is he now? I really need to see him.”

“Now? Are you sure? It’s 10:30 p.m.”

Maya clenched her jaw. She knew it was very late, but she had orders from Vikram that if she didn’t sort this tonight, tomorrow she would have to resign. She couldn’t push this matter for the next day.

“Aman, please. This is urgent. Can you please text me where he is? I will meet him, and I will make it quick.”

“Okay, I hope you don’t make me lose my job. Ranveer doesn’t like seeing anyone outside his business hours. Anyways, he is in Paradise.”

“What? Paradise?”

Aman chuckled.

“Not that Paradise, Maya. His home, Paradise. The tallest skyscraper in Delhi.”

Maya recollected. It’s the same building she could see from her house balcony. The tallest and richest place in this city, owned by him. He owned a penthouse there.

“Okay, I will see him there in 30 minutes.”

“Fine, I will inform him about your arrival. All the best.”

Aman disconnected the call. Maya hurried out of the hotel to drive to Paradise. When she reached the building, she felt underdressed. This place and the people here were overly classy. She suffocated, but she still entered the building and reached the reception.

“I am here to see Ranveer.”

“You have an appointment?” the lady asked.

“Yes, I had spoken to his manager. He seems to have informed about my arrival.”

“Hold a second, Ma’am.”

The lady dialed on her intercom and informed someone about her arrival. She then hung up.

“36423, Ma’am,” she replied.

“What?” Maya had no clue what that number was.

“The guest elevator code, Ma’am. It will take you to the 21st floor where Mr. Malhotra resides. I have informed him.”

Maya thanked her and got inside the elevator. She pressed the passcode and within 10 seconds, the doors of the elevator opened on the 21st floor. A young blonde woman greeted her.

“Is that Maya Bajaj?” she asked.

“Yes.”

“Please follow me.”

She led her to the main living area. Did she live here? Who else lived here? Maya hoped not to meet too many people.

“Please be seated,” the woman gestured her towards the plush 12-seater sofa.

“Where is Ranveer?”

“In the pool,” she gestured to her left where the infinity pool was. “He will see you after his swim.”

“I don’t have that much time. It’s very late already.”

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