Akshita's heart felt like it had stopped beating entirely. She remained on the floor for a beat too long, staring up at Abhimanyu. From this undignified angle, he looked even more intimidating. His hands were thrust deep into his trouser pockets,
"Late on the very first day of your job, Miss Rishikesh?" Abhimanyu's voice dropped to a dangerous, low-octave growl. "Not so impressive. In fact, it's a pathetic start."
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