“Hot”
“Sexy”
“Tempting”
"For God's sake, ladies. They are sitting in a pooja.” And our heads snapped in Aashu's direction.
And realisation washed over us as we realised what in the hell we were doing.
Hello Everyone!! This is your desi romance writer PEARL! Just feeding her delusion by writing it!
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Excitement. Nervousness and Happiness.
“Baby, you should leave before anyone barges in.” A melodious voice reached my ear.
“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.
28 years.
DISCLAIMER: KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOUR SELF BABIES!
“Welcome, to Switzerland darling.” He whispered while placing a kiss on my shoulders.
“What happened? Don’t take stress.” When his voice landed in my ears, my nerves suddenly started to twitch, and I was in intense irritation.
“Babyy.” I screamed the nth time but she still didn't come. I have very important work with her but she is not showing up.
The moment I stepped out, there was a tug on my wrist, I was instantly pulled back in the elevator and I was pinned to the wall.
“SHUT UP.”
My back hurts like hell. I tried to move but a groan made its way out of my mouth. It feels my body is on a rock.
“Because I don't fucking want to hurt you again.” His voice roared in the penthouse and it took me back for a moment.
Today marked the 14th day without Papa and to be honest everyday the reality was making me scared of the future.
I stopped breathing for a while when my eyes landed on him. He was worn out. Hair in the messiest state.
“Thank you, Shantanu, for handling everything so well for me.” he smiled like a proud man as I appreciated him and proceeded to move out of the cabin.
“Why the fuck I pay y'all? To fucking live without stress? You are not able to track a person who hides my wife's identities and y'all call yourself a member of Cyber security?” My roar echoed in the office as their heads hung low.
“I'm just coming.” I hung up the phone and looked at myself in the mirror.
“Miss Shreya, it's been a week since that man stands outside the hospital and sent in flowers and tiramisu for you. But you throw it in the bin.
“I will, doctor. I will take care of it.” I nodded as the doctor explained the precautions that needed to be taken for Bronnie.
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