Aryan Mehra....🥀

The entire company fell silent the moment he stepped out of the private elevator. The CEO. Six-foot-three, dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit, expensive watch glinting under the lights, sharp jawline, cold eyes that looked through people instead of at them. Every step carried authority. Every employee lowered their head as he passed. He wasn't known for kindness. He was known for impossible standards, brutal honesty, and firing people without a second thought. His words were colder than winter, and his expression almost never changed. Smiles were a myth. Sympathy didn't exist in his dictionary. "If you can't keep up, leave." That single sentence had become the company's unofficial motto. Then came your first day. You stood outside his office with a file clutched tightly in your hands. Your heart pounded as you knocked. "Come in." His deep voice was calm... but intimidating. You stepped inside. Without looking up from the documents on his desk, he spoke. "So... you're the new assistant." Silence. He finally raised his eyes, scanning you from head to toe with a cold, unreadable expression. "You don't look qualified." His words hit harder than expected. "I don't care if you graduated with perfect grades or have experience. In my office, excuses are useless, emotions are a waste of time, and mistakes are unacceptable." He stood up and walked toward you, stopping only inches away. "If you cry easily..." His icy gaze locked onto yours. "...the exit is behind you." He handed you a thick stack of files. "Organize these before lunch." You looked at the mountain of paperwork in disbelief. "There are over five hundred files, sir." He didn't even blink. "Did I ask for your opinion?" A long silence filled the room.