Meant to be yours

How dare you?

Let's assume that same sex marriages are legal in India.

Third Person's POV:

" 3000 million rupees,Mr. Singh. That's my final offer. " Anamika said as she got up from her chair.
" It's my ancestral company,Miss.Modi. I can't sell it ." The old man too was very adamant. Jazz looked at her friend with concern.
" Mr. Singh, do you know how your son's businesses are failing and how much you are in debt. You don't have any option as you are going to be bankrupt soon. " Anamika said coldly .
Mr.Singh doesn't believe it.
" Jazz, show him the papers." Anamika told her friend and walked towards the huge glass wall of her office that faces the worli sea link.
After going through the papers, his face fell.
" I agree to sell you my family's company.  " He conceded as she walks towards him.
" Mr.Singh let's get it done with the formalities. " the moment she said that Jazz called the lawyer of their concern and everything was signed.
" Oh my god! I can't believe that you made him agree. How was it even possible?" Jazz asked still in awe of Anamika.
" His son made some really bad decisions and I knew this because I was the one who loaned him ." Anamika walked out from her office with Jazz following her.
" You know , we have celebrate today. This is fifth concern you take over this month . Girl, you're insane." Jazz said excitingly .
" Seriously Jazz?" Anamika raised her right eye.
" Yes. Today is friday. It's weekend. So ,no problem. Let's go to our favourite bar." Jazz dragged her before she could refuse.
Moon bar.
" We're here after six months,Ana. So , don't be grumpy grandma." Jazz said as they entered the VIP lounge.
Almost everyone in the bare gawking at Anamika . Some men wolfwhistled at her causing her to glare deadly at them.
" Aren't they aware that I am a lesbian?" Anamika snickered. Jazz chuckled at her.
Everyone knows Anamika is a lesbian.
" Shall we dance?" A girl throws herself at Anamika as Anamika and Jazz sit at a table.
" No." Anamika reject her plainly. But it didn't stop. Girls are continuously bothering her.
Anamika and Jazz got themselves the table and were ready to order when a girl came and sat on Anamika's lap.
" Leave . I don't want to do anything with you." Anamika rolled her eyes as she pushed the girl off her.
" You, do you know who I am. I am police commissioner's daughter. " That girl screamed and tried to lunge at her. Jazz caught her in time and made sure  that girl was thrown out .
" Mam, are you ready to order? " A pretty girl about twenty year old came to take their order.
Jazz looked at her and smiled before ordering the drink. Anamika just ordered her drink without even looking up. She's looking at her phone as her mother messaged her about the dinner tomorrow night.
" Hey Ana, that girl is really pretty. You should see her." Jazz nudged her arm causing Anamika to look at her.
" Oh yeah. Now you're behaving like my mom. You too started to look for the girl. " Anamika said as she shows he rphine to Jazz .
" Oh, match making again. Why don't you like any of those girls?" They're all rich, beautiful " before Jazz could finish
" And stupid. Annoying ." Anamika replied .
" Ok. I will be back in a while" Jazz excuses herself as she walks towards the restroom. Anamika nodded and continued chatting with her mom to cancel the dinner plan. But her mother isn't the one to give in. Anamika agreed with her mom. It's not like she gonna like that girl.

Ishika's POV:

It's now 8 pm. After making sure that papa has taken all his medicines and is now fast asleep, I grabbed my bar uniform and place it in my backbag. The medicines he took will make him sleep peacefully until tomorrow morning.
I then locked the house and drove my scooty to work.
This is what I am doing for the past 5 months since I came to know about my Papa's lung cancer. I already work as a private tutor for a rich kid near my house. I earn 10k for that. But it's now enough with my Papa's medical expenses.
My papa is an ex soldier of the Indian National army. He took voluntary retirement after my mom's untimely death to take care of me and my brother Ishaan.
" Ishu , you're early today." My friend Leila greeted me as I entered the room.
" Yeah. I need to talk with our boss today. I need money ." I said as I changed to black tshirt and blue jeans which is the uniform .
Moon bar.
One of the famous bar in the financial city of India. People stands in the line up for hours to get in. Kajal is the owner of this bar. She's a nice boss. She knows about my Papa's cancer treatment. She helps me a lot by allotting me to serve in the VIP lounge of the bar often so I can easily make a good tip every time.
It also brings trouble as some men and woman would harass me . I don't know how they think that just because I am working in a bar that I will do anything for money. It's disgusting to see such people.
" Ishu, you're to work in the VIP lounge. I will give you your salary when you finish your shift tonight.
" Ok. Thanks" I told her and walked towards the lounge. Today ,the crowd was more than usual as it was a weekend. I already served many people and had a huge tip . These tips are what I have been saving for my Papa's treatment. 
" You know , the table you're going to take order, there is a really beautiful woman sitting and rejecting everyone who approaches her. Be careful" Leila warned me . No wonder some girls are getting thrown out.
As I walked towards the table to take their order, someone just got pulled away from the bar.
I took the ordered expensive drinks to the two woman's table only to find one missing and the other immersed in her personalized mobile.
I tried calling her but she didn't look at me . I can't leave the order on the table as if someone took it other than them I have to compensate from my salary. It happened to me before. I placed the drinks on the table.
Not wanting to take any chances, I shake her shoulder causing her to look at me angrily.
This woman is a goddess and her eyes are to die for. She is a beautiful woman with powerful aura. No wonder, women are eyeing her like a piece of meat. But she got no attitude.
She stood up and slapped me hard.
" Aren't you ashamed of yourself? Just because I have money , you come willingly to me? What kind of girl you are?" She started to yell at me.
" Oh shit, I am really sorry . She might have mistaken you." The other who accompanied her came rushing towards us and apologized.
" Ana, she's our waitress not what you think. " She explained to the cold woman.
" Oh" As if she came to her senses, she replied and then looked through her purse. She pulled out two thousand rupees bill from hers and placed it in my hands.
" This will do." She said and sat back at her table.
" Excuse me mam" I called her causing her to get up.
" Wha" before she get to finish her sentence, I slapped her as hard as I can and placed the money she gave back in her hands.
" This will do for you too. Next time, say sorry . Don't show your money power. " I said and turned to leave.
" How dare you? Do you know who I am? You will regret it ." That woman shouted at me as the other one tried to calm her down and held her back from reaching me.
" Whatever . I don't care." I flipped my hair and came down as my shift is nearing its end.
I left for my house around 2 am after my boss paid my salary on advance.
What a hectic week it has been. I immediately dozed off.