Tejasswi felt like kicking every goddamn thing that could stand in her way. All this rage - was because of her boss. The biggest prick she had ever seen in her life. It was no one-time anger but right from the beginning.

At first, she had thought it was because he despised her and didn't see her fit for this job, but as the days progressed she understood that he was being a dick to her.

She drove straight home and opened the apartment door, then closed it with a loud thud. Then she threw her handbag, which flew across the room and landed somewhere on the couch for all she cared.

She wanted to see his face and headed to the kitchen where he stood, flipping chapati, preparing dinner for them both.

"Hello, ladoo." He purred. "It took you so long."

"Don't mind me." Her voice turned bitter, like her expression. "Like always my boss is being a pig."

He looked away momentarily and was careful while he chose the next set of words. "Well, why don't you freshen up while I complete making dinner for us, sweety?" He suggested with a charming smile. The smile he would use whenever she was pissed at him. "Tonight's special is your favorite."

Like always, he was trying to cool her temper after the shit he had put her through during office hours. But she had made some decisions on the way.

"You know what, Karan Kundrra?" Tejasswi bit out using his full name. "I think it's time for me to resign as your PA and apply at another company."

Karan placed the chapati box on the kitchen island and sighed. "We discussed it, Teju."

"–No, you convinced me, Sunny." She snapped her fingers at him. "You would always divert me whenever I got mad at you. This time, I'm not going to let you get into my head."

"–I have anger management issues, yes, but"

"No 'buts' Sunny!"

Another exhausted sigh from him.

"For two years, I kept giving you a chance. One after the other. And now I'm done being your stressbuster!"

"You're not a stressbuster, my andaa!" He raised his voice, and matched her, but not with anger. "Human errors make me lose my temper."

"If your ex canceled the meeting then how it is going to be my mistake."

"Palak is an ex. You are my girlfriend and future." He stated quietly. His mouth twisted, not amused by how she referred to Palak. Well, she wouldn't give a damn.

"Is that the way you treat your girlfriend then?" Tejasswi stomped her foot, placing her hands on her hips.

"At the office, I'm the boss." He retorted, running fingers through his wet hair. A beam of light fell on his face and gave a different look to his brown-green orbs. The pair to which she had fallen for, at the very first minute. "I'm the boss, Teju. I should be unbiased."

"Unbiased, my foot." A burst of mocking laughter chimed in the room. "Hell, you don't even have to worry about your PA!"

"–I agree, I'll turn to the ugliest version, blinded with anger, snapping at everyone unnecessarily, but should you understand I'm changing myself."

Tejasswi exhaled loudly, and peeled her gaze away from him, feeling tired. When she turned her gaze to him again, he treated her with that look–a look that he had used when she was asked to accompany him to some party, for the first time–an irrefutable and enchanting one and then he half-smiled.

"I am!" He assured. "Ladoo." Striding to her, he tilted his head. Lifting her face by her chin, he captured her lips tenderly. His skin felt cool against her, his breath was fresh like a morning breeze. "Never had I found one before and I'm sure I can't find someone with your potential and concern." Her nose wasn't flaring anymore, but she looked at him wearily. "I'm aware of my actions, sweety, but my words are filled with anger, uselessness, and not hatred. There is a difference. I told you before, I'm reminding you now and I'll repeat it in the future if needed." He smiled in response, wickedness flashed in his eyes as she quit being furious. "So, are we cool?"

Tejasswi scrunched her nose and feigned disgust as she punched his chest, a bit hard. "No!" Pulling back, she grumbled. "If your forgetful arse didn't have coffee in time, then whose mistake is that?"

"Mine."

"If your incapable self couldn't sort out your files, then whose mistake is that?"

"Mine."

"Good." She muttered, looking away momentarily. "And who's the boss?" Raising a brow, she stressed and when he pointed at himself by mistake, she narrowed her eyes as a result.

It was their code - the question.

At the office, it was Karan's phrase and at home, it belonged to Tejasswi - who's the boss.

Clearing his throat he pointed at her, giving a toothy, dimpled smile. "You're the boss, my ladoo."