Same pinch

"Riya's point of view,"
I approached Rachit and snatched the file from his grip and tossed it across the table in front of him.
Riya, what are you doing? He inquired aggressively, his gaze fixed on me.
"What am I doing?"
Oh my goodness?
You're interrogating me before telling me what you're doing. I enquired vehemently.
"I'm sitting peacefully reading my paperwork," he remarked, a cheeky grin on his face.
I responded by placing a hand on his shoulder.
Riya, what are you doing? He was astonished to see me and enquired.
I said, standing between the table and the couch, "I'm doing what you want."
He attempted to persuade me, but I refused.
Shut up.
"I want nothing like this."
You will say nothing today.
"Only listen to me today," I said, laying my hands on both sides of his couch.
"Someone will come," he tried to persuade me once more.
"I don't care, so tell me what your problem is." Leaning in close to him, I enquired.
I'm not having any issues.
"What the hell is going on, Riya?" he asked, his voice furious.
"Yeah, I'm crazy, but everything's OK now; what were you attempting to do the day before?
What were your plans for Harsh?
I told you previously to stay away from me, but why don't you listen?"
As I inquired, I locked my attention on him.
I'm very sorry for yesterday, Riya.
Later on, I realized my fault.
Please accept my sincere apologies for yesterday.
He expressed regret for his error.
And who will apologize for the blunders you made today? My brow furrowed as I inquired.
"Would you mind telling me what I did today?" He asked, his gaze fixed on me.
"Are you sure you don't know what you did today?" I grew outraged.
He shook his head and answered, "No."
Who do you think you are to speak to me and my team?
Who permitted you to meddle in my department's activities?
You want to make a good impression by doing so.
What are your thoughts?
By doing so, I've fallen into your trap.
"I will not do that."
I was going to say anything that came to mind with my wrath.
Riya, enough is enough.
Don't hold it against me.
I've been silent for a long time. I'll be the first to confess that I made a mistake. I shouldn't have gotten involved in the affairs of your department, but what should I do now? When I couldn't stand seeing you in such a situation, I asked Angad about it, and he told me everything.
He reacted angrily.
It flushed his cheeks with wrath. I can see fury on his face.
I'd turned into a statue and was listening intently to his remarks.
"Do you have any other concerns?" With his gaze locked on me, he enquired vehemently.
"No," I said, as I regained my composure.
"Fine, go back to your cabin; I'll get to work," he said, returning the file that had been thrown on the table.
"No, first tell me why you're so interested in my personal life."
As he picked up his file, I asked, putting a stop to his hand.
"Are you interested in hearing what I have to say?" He looked at me with his brows lifted and inquired.
I admit that there are times when I don't comprehend what you're saying."What do you expect from me, thereafter all?"
My mind was racing with questions.
Why are you trying to complicate matters, Riya?
Please leave right now so that I can finish my task.
He mumbled, his gaze shifting away from my face.
Stop flirting with me, for God's sake, and why do you keep pretending to care about me? I asked angrily, my face directly in front of his.
Stop it, Riya.
"Are you sure you understand what you're saying?"
He explained he was closing his eyes to manage his wrath.
As I stared at his face, I yelled, "Closing your eyes won't change the reality, Rachit."
My hot breath brushed against his cheeks.
By constantly opening and closing his fist, he was attempting to maintain control.
"Please leave here, Riya," he whispered.
"Not today unless you tell me what your problem is," I screamed into his ears. "I'm not going anywhere." I had bowed to him.
"Are you here to seduce me?" With a devilish grin on his face, he inquired.
"Exactly what do you mean?" I asked, my gaze falling on his.
Coming into my office and forcefully unbuttoning the first two buttons of your shirt and saying things like, "I must agree, you look incredibly attractive in a black bra," he said, staring at my breast.
"How could you talk to me like that?" I gave him a nasty slap on the cheek and swiftly backed away.
"What's the matter with you, Riya?" With a stroke of his face, he inquired.
"How come you have such a negative opinion of me, Rachit?" I asked, tears streaming down my cheeks.
"Have you ever considered how I feel, you who often make nasty remarks about me?"
As he reached me, he rose from the couch and said,I was correct in my assessment of you.
I screamed angrily, "You're truly horrible!"
OK let me tell you what's wrong.
He pushed me onto the couch by taking my hand in his.
Until I could stand up for myself, he had encircled me with both hands.
Riya, you've tried my patience, and I've told you over and over not to be so stubborn with me, but you don't get it.
His hot breath brushed over my cheeks as he spoke.
Rachit, you can't force me, I said firmly.
Shut up, I'm perfectly capable.
"Do you want to listen, then respond with whatever you want to ask?"
As he tugged my hair, he yelled angrily.
What's the deal with your intense interest in me?
What do you expect from me, after all? As I tried to pry his fingers away from my hair, I enquired.
I was enraged and in excruciating pain. Tears were welling up in my eyes.
"I want you," he whispered, pulling my chin close to his face and leaving my hair behind.
His astonishment took aback me.
Yes, I'm interested in you; I've liked you since the first time I saw you, and you've been on my mind since then.
I know it's terrible, but seeing you in front of me makes me want to kiss you right away.
Looking at your pink lips, I feel like I should kiss you right away.
By touching you, something in my body is running like electricity.
When you stare into my eyes, I get the impression that I'm inebriated.
This isn't about lust. Even if you don't speak to me, I feel irritated.
I'm not sure what to say. I swore I'd never become involved in your life, but after witnessing your tears today, I'm at a loss for words.
What was the source of the excruciating pain?
"I couldn't leave without assisting you," he muttered, his gaze fixed on me.
Tears were continually welling up in my eyes.
Everything took aback for me, he said, but not because I knew nothing.
I had my doubts about him flirting with me until now, but now that I knew the truth, I was speechless.
After staring at me, he swiftly placed his lips on mine.
When he kissed me, my body raced like lightning, and I realized he felt the same way about me.
With one hand, he grabbed my neck, while the other rested on my shoulder.
I couldn't do anything but close my eyes since I couldn't stop him.
He was passionately kissing me.
I suddenly remembered Harsh's face, although I was drowsy.
I pushed Rachit as far away from me as I could.
As I dashed towards my cabin, I yelled, "No, it's not right, it can't be!"