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Whilst I mst sayI am hooked wid all yu're chapterscuz, da writing, word choice & sarcasm is jst remarking😃😉& da plot of da story is indeed different (as i can c now) -.-I Knw Yu're plan is 2 give all yu're readers a heart-attack 😭I swear - I mean really comeondnt tell me dat our ArHii - dat Dey fall in love wid different people😕Am heart-broken man 💔All though I wont stop reading dis SS (Its too beautiful) ! LOL 😍😳
Chapter 7
"CRAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The spell broke with that expletive. He assessed her in a dispassionate manner, the alpha male in him roaring to life. She was tall with lush curves. She seemed to be in her late teens. Her silky hair cascaded on either side framing her face.
He literally hauled her out of the debris like a sack of coal & started shaking her so hard that it was a wonder that all 206 bones in her body were still intact rather than meshing into an unholy gooey mess thanks to all this bone rattling routine being performed by him.
Manvi felt like Deepika Padukone in the Nescafe Shake O Shake Baby ad. Who the hell was this jerk anyway? She scrutinized the male specimen who was currently annoying the hell out of her & had to admit grudgingly that as male species go this one was definitely way ahead of the rest in the looks department. The phrase "Greek God looks" suddenly made perfect sense to her. That rock hard, immaculate body, the Ivy league clothes, the sharp, jutting jaw line, the sexy stubble, the attractively disheveled hair, that aquiline nose, that perfect lips & WOW THOSE EYES. She simply ran out of adjectives when it came to his eyes. Definitely the best part of him! If she had a poetic bone in her she would have penned an ode in its honour.
Was she actually dreaming? Never had she seen a more perfect package gift wrapped in Armani before! He was simply mind blowing. That firm grip on her shoulders & those long, delicate fingers. Did he play the piano she wondered? Or may be paint?
"I AM TALKING TO YOU DAMMIT"
The spell broke & she gave him a cold stare.
"Hey stop manhandling me or I will haul you off to the nearest police station before you can even scream LAWYER. GOTCHA?"
She had a sexy voice. No denying that! Definitely brought up in UK going by the accent!
"Then police station it is. Haul away Miss. And while there let's see you explain away the little dare devil circus stunt that you were trying to pull off few minutes back on your bike. If I hadn't slammed the brake at the last moment by now they would be scraping you off the road. Do you even have a license?"
She flushed & Arnav knew immediately that he had hit a raw nerve. It was now her turn to grip his hand. She literally dragged him away from the crowd that was beginning to gather.
"WT*."
His eyes flew wide in shock when she covered his mouth with her hand & shushed him desperately.
"Look let's make a deal. I will forget that entire bone rattle jig by you & you can forget the little bike stunt of mine & both of us can be on her way never to cross each other's path again. What say buddy?"
He gave her a cold stare & pried her hand away.
"Should have thought of this before spouting all that crap about calling the police."
Manvi was now becoming very desperate & threw all caution to the winds.
She grabbed his hands again & spoke in a pleading tone.
"Hey please don't do this! Actually I sneaked out of the house when my dad was not looking & if he gets to know of my escapades its curfew time once again for me. You don't know my dad. He is less of a dad & more of an army marshal barking orders 24/7. He has confiscated my car & my license. It's always been my dream to ride a bike through the busy thoroughfares of Delhi but as usual HITLER DAD prohibited me from venturing outside the house without being chauffer driven in his SUV. Please please please………………………………"
He jerked his hand away & was apprising her in a bemused manner. The girl was definitely cuckoo. No wonder her dad was high handed with her. GOD knows what the kid would be up to if left to her means. She had screwed her eyes shut & was praying nonstop. He almost burst out laughing.
"Well OK but be careful next time. Better call your dad so that he sends over a car to pick you up. Delhi roads are unsafe enough without you running amok being a threat to vehicles, pedestrians not to mention harmless animals."
He saw her grit her teeth & bit back his smile with difficulty.
"Au revoir Mademoiselle" He mock bowed, got into his car & turned one last time to find her showing him the middle finger irreverently.
When his SUV skidded to a halt before AR he was still chuckling. However the moment he entered his cabin, all thoughts of Kushi or the mystery girl fled his mind. Mr Khurana will be arriving at 11:00 AM & he had to get his presentation ready to the last comma, full stop before that.
oOo
"Well Mr Raizada I would be lying if I deny that I am impressed. On the contrary I am really impressed by yours & consequently AR's achievements over the years. But off late I have started deferring to my daughter's judgment in my business. She is a summa cum laude from London Business School & has a free run of my UK division. She has an acute business brain though in personal life she goofs around like a pampered kid. In fact outside office people mistake her to be a naughty college teen. Nobody can guess that she is actually 24."
ASR tried hard not to raise an eyebrow sarcastically. This was not Khurana the businessman speaking but Khurana the dad speaking. Not only did he have to convince the ageing lion, now he had to jump through hoops to impress a spoilt brat egged on by her doting dad.
"Here she is!" Mr Khurana's voice broke his reverie & he swiveled around.
"WT*"
"CRAP"
Both their voices collided in midair & Mr Khurana gaped at them.
"You guys have already met?"
Manavi recovered from the initial shock first & turned to her dad.
"Well dad I had gone shopping yesterday & this nice gentleman here helped me with the bags. Dint you Mr Raizada?"
All that ASR could manage was an unconvincing "Errr……………………."
"Perfect! So can we discuss this project of AR's in detail?"
Doting dad or nor one statement of his was true. She definitely dint look like 24. Yeah he had to agree with her dad on that one. She looked like a college kid though she had come to the meeting in formals. Talking of college he wondered how Kushi was faring in her first day in college. As of now he had not received any SOS calls from the loony bin so he felt mighty relieved. He resolved to call her once this dreary meeting was over.
"Mr Raizada?"
He realized that he had let his mind wander without paying attention to what the elderly man was saying.
"I was saying I will let you guys discuss this in detail while Aman gives me a cursory tour of your office."
ASR nodded & once the door shut behind him he turned back towards Manavi.
She swallowed hard. The entire meeting had been a nightmare for her. Her heart had leapt to her mouth when she had entered the room to find that arrogant B* slouching lazily in his chair. Then she had almost suffered a stroke when he was about to spill the beans about their encounter. After Jeevika's accident her dad had become too tyrannical & she felt suffocated inside the proverbial golden cage. He no longer allowed her to drive by herself & she always looked forward to these harmless escapades of hers whenever she visited her grandmom in Delhi. Now all those lazy sojourns were threatened by the handsome jerk sitting before her. Even in her petulant mood she couldn't help admiring him unabashedly. God must have been especially careful & at his artistic best when he had made him. PERFECT. That was the word which came to her mind every time she stole a glance at him. Would he be perfect in bed as well. She blushed. OMG. Where had that thought crept into her wicked mind? Her dad had trusted her to deal with this project & instead she was behaving like a bloody college teen drooling over a hunk. Sheesh. What was wrong with her?
"So Miss Manavi Do we have an agreement." She started & looked at him to find him staring at her speculatively.
Maybe he thought she was crazy or retarded or both.
"Well Mr Raizada I think I need some more time to go through all the legal documents forwarded by your team. I need to analyze AR's figures for last week as well. I will get back to you very soon."
She got up & extended her hand. She felt him grip her hand firmly & once again she was assaulted by strange emotions.
She was almost out of the room when his voice stopped her.
"Well Mademoiselle I hope you don't take too much time in coming to a decision. By the way I have a lunch date with your dad. Guess I must elaborate on that mall encounter of ours. Would be interesting to see his reaction."
Her face was ashen & she stormed into the room, eyes blazing with fury.
"Why you blackmailing B*. How dare you threaten me?"
He simply smirked at her.
"Ha as they say everything is fair in love & war Ms Khurana. Have a nice day!"
She showed him the middle finger, stormed out of the room & slammed the door shut with a bang which reverberated throughout the building.
ASR chuckled.
"Well Well dynamite comes in such compact package as well. No wonder her dad keeps her on a tight lease. This was promising to be interesting!"
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