Page 40 of Wicked Trap

He looked amused. “Wow. That’s really impressive, princess. I heard the Prism chairman doesn’t hire anyone that easily.”

She could hear his sarcasm. The arrogant ass probably knew it wasn’t a permanent job under the chairman but only until his executive assistant returned. After that, she would have to work under a different executive.

“Well, he hired me,” she snapped.

“Good luck, princess. If possible, do throw in a good word about me.”

Annoyed by his sarcasm, she glared at him. “What exactly do you do?” she demanded. She recalled that he handled building access and security.

“I keep an eye on nosy people like you.”

Her cheeks heated. “How dare you—”

He grinned. “Relax. I was joking.”

She was outraged and annoyed because he was right in his assessment. She did intend to be nosy and snoop on Prism Corporation and the chairman.

“How does your boss tolerate you?” she demanded. “I’m sure you must have come close to getting fired with your jokes.”

His grin widened. “Sorry to disappoint you, but I cannot be fired that easily, princess. I guess I’m invaluable.”

She scoffed. “No one is invaluable in a corporation. Everyone can be replaced... including the chairman.”

“Interesting... is that a threat against the chairman?” he asked.

It was. But she didn’t say anything.

She looked around to see if Sameer was coming. She had left a message for him that she was seated in the cafeteria by the small water fall. So far, he hadn’t responded back.

A man dressed in white cafeteria clothes approached them with two trays. “Today’s specials. Please enjoy, sir and madam.”

Tanvi opened her mouth to say she didn’t want to have lunch yet, but her stomach growled and her mouth tingled, reminding her that she hadn’t had breakfast that morning. She had been in a hurry to get to the interview on time.

“We should wait for Sameer,” she said half-heartedly.

Arjun shrugged. “He can join us when he comes.”

She nodded and smiled at the man who had got them their food.

“They serve food at the table in the cafeteria?” she asked. She thought it would be more like a buffet system.

“Sometimes,” he said.

Not wanting to think too much, she dug into her food.

“Mmm. It’s quite good for cafeteria food,” she remarked.

Arjun’s dimple flashed. “Is that a hint to ask me to invite you for a homemade meal again?”

Her cheeks heated. “No!”

“No?”

“Well... obviously, you are a... decent cook. But I wasn’t hinting that you invite me over.”

He grinned at her calling him a decent cook. The arrogant jerk knew he was quite good.

“Come over tonight,” he said. “Let’s celebrate your new job.”

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