Hello everyone! This is Shweta back again with a story that is in my style. Yes, Shweta Styles which consists of: contemporary romance with loads of humor and just the right amount of sizzle.
HUGE apologies to everyone who was sad because of Marked's abrupt discontinuation. Truely very sorry. Hurting you or causing sadness was not my intentions. The story of it, however, was explained so you can go check that out! This one's for you guys!
Hope you all enjoy it.
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Prologue
Arnav.
Oldest son of Arti and Navin Raizada. Born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Took care of his father's business, the prestigious AR Industries.
His daily routine: Work hard all day. Enjoy great sex at night.
Women fell at his feet, just to get him to notice them. Being rich has it's perks. He'd pick one, have fun a few days and then check out.
Egoistic would be an understatement. He believed he was the closest a human can get to a god. Perfection in his blood, charm in his looks, and determination in his gaze. He always won.
But he didn't know what was coming for him.
Khushi.
Also known as Shay. A ambitious business woman. "Shay House of Fashion" is her own beautiful creation. She took it from being a small store downtown to the chain of couture clothing boutiques across the country. A self made woman.
A fantasy of many but the reality of none.
Motto: Shove men's ego up their a**es.
She hated men. Hated them with a passion. But given her past, men have never given her a reason to be fond of them either. Be it her father, brother, or even fiance, they all disappointed her eventually. But there was one man that topped the list and she vowed to be back for him.
Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada, you're time starts now.
Chapter 1
"Sorry Sir, Ms. Gupta is not available at this moment. Please call again later."
He hung up the phone in anger. What the f*ck was this? He'd been requesting a meeting, a small 15 minute meeting with Shay Gupta for the past 3 weeks. Today he was in complete desperation and was in a state to settle for a phone conversation but again, no.
What was this woman's problem with him?
Knock Knock.
"Come in." He sighed in defeat.
"So did it work out?" Akash sat himself in front of him.
"No."
"Seriously, I just don't get it. Every other company is praying that we consider their boutiques for our designer clothing and this woman is refusing anything made from our company to be put on the racks of any of her boutiques."
"I know Akash." He groaned.
"I'm just reminding you."
"What is the deal with this lady?"
"I don't know but I came here to tell you that our sales are going down. People are questioning our clothing. They are all about Shay House of Fashion and if a brand isn't available over there then it's not worth is. So we desperately need to find a way for that woman to allow our clothing in her stores."
Arnav had it. He got up with a start.
"Where are you going?"
"To give this 'Ms. Gupta' a piece of my mind!"
"Me too!" Akash joined him.
Akash pushed the glass door in anger and was out in seconds. Arnav followed.
He was almost when the phone on his desk rang.
He charged over and picked up the phone in anger.
"WHAT?" He almost exploded in anger.
"Um.. Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada?"
The soothing and unbelievable sexy voice on the phone asked. He immediately forgot his anger.
God what would it sound like to hear that very voice moaning out his name in pleasure? He was all turned on just by the sound of her voice. He settled himself back on his seat.
"Yes and is this the future Mrs. Arnav Singh Raizada?" He tried out one of his cocky lines.
The woman on the other line sighed in disapprovement, he could tell.
"Fortunately not." She replied in a sassy matter-of-fact tone putting emphasis on the word fortunately. "This is Shay Gupta speaking."
His mouth dried up. This was Shay Gupta? The woman who was hell bent on ruining him? He expected her to be some old irritable lady not some young woman with an extremely attractive voice.
"My assistant told me you have called for a meeting. Sorry we here at the Shay House of Fashion are extremely busy most of the time."
"It's completely alright, a woman like you must have much better things to do than to talk to man like me."
Compliment the woman and put yourself in a sympathising position! This ALWAYS worked!
"Yes indeed we do."
His mouth fell open at the nerve of this woman. She was a challenge but then again ,
He liked challenges.
"Now about the meeting. I can fit you in at 4:30 pm today."
He glanced at the clock which read 4:00. How the hell was he supposed to make it by 4:30.
"Is there any other available appointment."
"I'm sorry, the next available appointment is in 2 months unless you can wait that long. Or maybe we can have a phone conferance at 4:30."
No way in hell was he going to give up an opprotunity to meet the owner of that sexy bed-voice.
"I was just asking. Anyways, 4:30, I'll be there. Thank you."
"Alright, anymore questions?"
"Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?"
She sighed and he could almost hear her rolling her eyes on the other end of the line before it went dead.
Shay Gupta. You will be a fun challenge.
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"So? What did he say?"
"He's coming."
"Anything else?"
"He uses the corniest pick up lines."
La laughed. "He tried pick up lines on you?"
"Yeah, but I'm not shocked." She picked up a several newspaper articles she had about him laid out in front of her. "He seems to have a player image."
"Well this player doesn't know what's about to hit him."
She picked up an old picture of a small house and sucked up the tear that was about to fall.
"Absolutely."
She looked out the window and saw him running inside with his bag, an idiot monkeyboy following not too short behind.
"Bring it on Raizada. This time Gupta has come prepared," she whispered against the glass window.
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I hope you liked it!
Love you all for the wonderful and understanding readers you've been.
-Shweta 😃
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