SS:Personal Property (The End) - Page 33

Originally posted by: vmpy

waiting eagerly.

"What degree do you hold Mr. Bombay?" Madhubala swept away a peal of sweat from her temple as she distracted RK with her statement.

"Hmm", Rishabh was caught off guard when his dream of hearing her cry did not materialize.

"Need I repeat myself?"
"Irrelevant, Mrs. McLean. Do we have a settlement?"

She did not know where she was headed with her stalling the 20-something man in her spectator box.

"I disagree, your degree is completely relevant to this conversation. In fact, I would argue that it is a navigation guide of our argument. You see, if you had learned about sports management or any kind of management..."

Rishabh was disturbed by the tone of her voice, the syllables slipping of her tongue in a rhythmic pattern. He knew this mean the opponent was strong; her articulate speech pointed to a carefully guided action that would dawn on him any second now. He interrupted in an effort to delay the inevitable.

"Actually, I have an MBA. I know all there is to know about management".

A delightful expression appeared on her face, she had hit bull's eye.

"Then, you must be aware of high definition camera recordings in the VIP spectator lounge", she turned his attention to the half dozen robotic eyes capturing his cunning ways.

"Look! Your team lost", he pointed to a disappointed pack of athletes walking the walk of shame".

RK, a man clueless about American football, had unknowingly pointed to the rival team. Victory belonged to the Giants.

"I understand. Everyone cannot be good at everything".

RK fought back his urge to retaliate. It was Madhu's day today and he would just have to come back prepared.

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Madhubala had either expanded her bubble or gotten rid of it all together; atleast that is what the organic caf owner concluded seeing the young miss purchase a house blend without her chauffer.

"Miss, if I may ask, where is Ray?"

"The spy was fired. I am the replacement", a man dressed in a white pant suit made his way over to the host."Rishabh Kundra.I will take it from here".

RK snatched the coffee from the unsuspecting man and offered it to Madhubala.

She accepted the drink and sipped quietly showing no interest in the news he held within.

"I have come prepared. Are you curious?"

Her body language remained unchanged.

"Kidding me?", he was frustrated by her coldness.

"My response is not going to stop you from relaying the information".

"Well then, the suit and our link up rumours will be out regardless of what footage you have. I am sure Mr. McLean would not mind a law suit if that means he gets to save the team".

"Your call", she was in a dilemma. Could she afford another blow to her already tainted public persona? She had been called a gold digger, a fame wh**e; did she want promiscuous added to that list?

"Looks like we have quite the battle ahead of ourselves", he walked away from the negotiations feeling conflicted. Would his big win realize his wildest dreams of film making ? Or, would his production of false evidence prove a fatal move for his career?

A new dawn would bring with itself, fresh sunlight and a declaration of two intertwined lives: one of the two clashing personalities would have the last laugh.

Originally posted by: deepak148

ok u r bad at keeping promises. you can't quit ur ff's as i just can't quit can't quit tv. hmm nyc update loving the story so far and in the end i think when madhu will start loosing d case rk will change team and will make her win

Originally posted by: deepak148

FYI i'm fan of exotic and the fault in our stars. I doesn't feel this ff so far