Adultery The Facilitator

[Saradagaa]

This is out of context.
I remember having read that Aniket is a client at the start of the story. A HNI, may be with a PMS arrangement with bank. Then, when did he became a colleague and has access to Esha and both started participating in team meetings?
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Driving to work, Esha thought about her team, her clients, and her strategies. But mostly, she thought of Kunal and Aditya, who made her mornings special.

Esha walked into the bank, her light green kurti and black trousers reflecting her professionalism. She was excited yet nervous about her new role as a manager, handling a big client like Aniket. She had the potential, everyone agreed, but there was a quiet tension in her ambition, a nervousness about the unknown.

Her office was modest but warm, with a small window letting in light. On her desk, photos of Aditya playing and one with Kunal at a picnic grounded her, reminding her why she excelled.

The day started with her supervisor's words, "He's big, Esha, but I trust you." His confidence was both comforting and challenging. Esha's heart raced with both thrill and pressure.

She dived into preparations, her actions focused, reviewing Aniket's background, understanding his investment needs. Her team saw her earnestness, her questions not just for show but for real learning.

Between meetings, her mind wandered back to the morning with her family, bringing smile on her face.

When dealing with clients, Esha was clear, professional, yet still learning. Her colleagues admired her dedication, her late hours to prepare for Aniket.

As evening approached, Esha reviewed her notes, anticipating Aniket's questions, her dedication personal as well as professional.

Packing up, she felt both accomplished and anxious. Her colleagues' encouragement was a balm to her nerves.

Leaving the bank, her thoughts shifted to home, to Kunal's warmth, Aditya's tales. This new role was more than work; it was proving she could balance her life's many parts.

While returning back home, Esha felt determined. This was her chance to show she could manage, learn, and thrive, even with less experience.


Next day,Aniket walked into the bank like he owned the place. His suit was sharp, his stance confident. He was here for a new portfolio manager since his last one retired.

Esha, in her office, was a mix of excited and nervous. She'd been picked to handle this big client. Her desk was neat, all set for the meeting. She straightened her pink kurti, glancing at her family photo for courage.

When Aniket entered, they were strangers to each other. Esha stood, her handshake professional.

"Welcome, Mr. Aniket," she said, her voice steady but with a hint of nerves.

"Thank you," Aniket replied, his voice formal. He sat down, looking around her office, sizing her up.

Esha introduced herself, explaining her role and the bank's service promise. She was clear but still had that eager-to-please vibe.

Aniket was used to dealing with experienced people, but he seemed to like Esha's fresh approach. He asked questions to see how she'd manage his investments. Esha answered with confidence, though she checked her notes now and then.

"I need someone with new ideas," Aniket stated, his tone neutral. "Why should I choose you?"

Esha took a deep breath. "I focus on what each client really wants," she said, her eyes sincere. "I might not have the years, but I've got dedication and a drive to learn."

They talked about Aniket's financial goals. Esha suggested strategies, her approach thoughtful despite her newness to the role. Aniket listened, his questions were sharp, his interest clear in how she handled the financial talk.

Everything was strictly business. Esha wanted to prove herself, and Aniket was checking if she could handle his company's money. No personal vibes, just work.

When the meeting ended, Aniket stood, his face unreadable. "Let's see how it goes," he said, shaking her hand. "Good approach, Ms. Esha."

"Thanks for this chance, Mr. Aniket. Looking forward to working with you," Esha said, her handshake firm this time, feeling more confident.

Aniket left, and Esha sat back, feeling the weight of what lay ahead but also excited about proving herself in finance.


Next week,Esha had everything ready for her meeting with Aniket, wanting to show how much she'd learned. Her desk was covered with notes and graphs.

Aniket arrived right on time, his handshake firm, his eyes scanning the papers in front of him as he sat down.

"Please, sit," Esha said, her voice calm, her smile professional. She felt more assured since their last talk.

"Thanks," Aniket said, his voice neutral.

Esha jumped into an update on his investments. "I've been watching your portfolio closely. Here's what I've noticed from recent market changes," she said, showing him graphs, highlighting where his money was growing or at risk.

Aniket paid close attention, his questions sharp. "How do you deal with the ups and downs in tech?" he asked, looking at her intently.

"I see the risk in tech, but there's growth in new markets," Esha replied, pointing to a slide. She explained her plan for managing risks while seeking out opportunities, watching his reactions.

They kept it all business. Aniket nodded at her thoroughness, his next questions digging into her strategy. "What's your plan for these risks?" he asked, genuinely curious.

"Spreading your investments into stable sectors when tech dips," Esha said, giving him a list of her ideas.

Aniket looked over her suggestions, his face serious. "Good work," he noted, showing he respected her effort.

They discussed further, Esha quick to respond when Aniket threw in a market shift scenario, suggesting ways to protect his investments, her confidence based on her knowledge.

As the meeting ended, Esha felt proud of how she'd shown her skills. Aniket stood, saying, "Thanks for the insights, Ms. Esha. Excited to see these in action."

Esha shook his hand, professional to the end. "Thank you, Mr. Aniket. I'm all in for your portfolio's success."