It's a new idea but I want your opinions should I continue with it ?
Kappu's character is not yet revealed.
If u all think its not a time waste then I will continue =)
Pushing the glass door in her black leg-hugging jeans, white T-shirt and a blue blazer. Her high heels made noise as she, the entrepreneur of her own huge company named-
Her brown curls playing around their own game. She took off her shades only to see the staff members standing in humble manner with their smiling faces.
"Good Morning ma'am. . " One by one they greeted as she headed to her cabin with her secretary Linta informing her about important meetings today.
" Good Morning. Ramu please get a cup of coffee in my cabin NOW !" She ordered.
" Madam we have appointed a new photographer for clicking our new designs as the previous one-"
"Just tell me the important part I have no interest in hearing any stories Linta !" She said in her firm voice which hid the sweetness behind.
"Sorry madam. . Here is the detailed information about the new photographer. . " She kept the file on the table and sipping the coffee she opened it and as it wast damn hot she spilled it on the file.
Ramu and Linta looked at each other with wide eyes and immediately grabbed the tissue box trying to clean the stuff.
" Step back !" She commanded getting off the seat and the file fell. She walked to the washroom and cleaned her dress.
As she looked up in the mirror she halted.
Sumona Chakravarti, one of the top designers around the globe. The proud owner of a successful business. She was like a precious, rarest and most expensive gem available. She was bright, Her life was a bed of roses, Her every wish was a command for all other but it was all for the world.
For herself, she was weak, she had a past which always held her back. She wanted to be carefree. She hated her life. She wanted that past to fade away from her memories but it was not in her hand. She was not the same Sumona after coming here to Canada. She was a strong woman with the weakest heart and soul.
'Sumona Chakravarti is just a fake identity'
She sighed looking at her reflection. Those eyes held so many tears in. Everything was suppressed deep in her heart which she wanted to vomit out but who bothered to sit and hear to her ?
With the same fake identity she stepped out.
To be continued. . . Agar aap chahein ⭐️
Lots of Pyaar 😃
<font size="4">Index</font>
Chapters - Page No.
1 - 1
2 & 3 - 2
4 & 5 - 3
6 - 4
7 & 8 - 5
9 - 6
10 -7
11 & 12 - 8
13 - 9
14, 15 & 16 - 10
17 & 18 - 11
19 & 20 - 12
21, 22 & 23 - 13
24- 15
25- 17
26- 19
27, 28 & 29 - 20