Chapter- 11
I felt that there was heavy weight on my eyes. I tried to open them in one go but I failed.


I felt that there was heavy weight on my eyes. I tried to open them in one go but I failed.



“I WANT AASHIKA’S LOCATION BEFORE I LAND IN INDIA. I DON'T FUCKING CARE ABOUT HOW YOU FUCKING DO IT.


“You dog! Why the hell are you late?” I screamed the moment my eyes fell on that Idiot who stood downstairs with my mother having the funniest banter of his life.



ONE MONTH LATER



Ayaan! Ayaan! Ayaan! Ayaan!



“Shots” “Shots” “Shots”



“What was that sound Mihir?” I was looking out of the window at the disappearing figure of Aashika Malhotra inside her college.



“You need to fucking breathe, Aashika. Breathe you bitch damn it” I vigorously rubbed my chest because the air I was breathing was choking me.



“Ms Stacy, I am giving you 5 minutes to take this fucking bullshit news down from the headlines.



“Rohan, I'm good. You don't have to worry. I'm good.” I said as I sat on the chair he had placed for me.



“Chachi, I will be late.” I lazily yelled the moment my bum touched the dining chair.



“So, this whole chart sums the entire investment flow. The flow which will help us to grow effectively and will lead to our global partnership.



He ruined her beyond repair. Yet swore no one else would ever have her



𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦.



“I will bash your head. I need something spicy and sweet. I don't care about what it is, but I need it. Abhi, my throat is itching because of it.



AFTER 2 MONTHS



Excitement. Nervousness and Happiness.



“Baby, you should leave before anyone barges in.” A melodious voice reached my ear.



“Hot”



“Abhishek bhai I am warning you. Stop dancing on my head. You have to trust me on this. It's my work. And I don't do shit.
