Gauhar's POV
Altamash didn't seem to appreciate her audacity as he levelled her with a gaze that held such contempt that I felt my own blood run cold. "Please go ahead and have your lunch then Miss Miyaji." He fixed her with a glare that mirrored the finality in his tone. "Alone."
She leaned in closer towards him and placed a hand on the armrest of his cushioned chair which made him immediately push away from her. He stood up from his seat and walked over to the shelf that held files that were neatly numbered and colour coded, and pushed his hands in his pockets. Even from this distance I could see the hard set of his jaw and his reaction and before I knew it I let out a sigh that I wasn't aware I was holding.
