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**Warning: This chapter contains some Abusive/18+ Content read at your own risk, if find offensive please ignore**😃😃😃😃
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Brazil,
São Paulo,
Aqib POV.
I entered the restaurant, she was already there waiting for me. I don't know Why but I started hating her not the ordinary one-word "hate" I think there's no word invented in this whole damn world that can describe my hate for this girl. I have to compose myself until unveiling the truth.
"Asalam o Alaikum kaise ho Aqib?" She chirped.
"Wa Alaikum Asalam mein thik hn tum btao kaha ki tayariyan hn?" I said normalizing my facial posture and calming myself down. ..
"Yar mein Rio de Janeiro jarae hn waha pe aik famous designer hn unho ne as a Makeup artist bulaya ha mujhe fashion week ha takreeban aik week ka waha jana ha mujhe" she said. It was clearly in her eyes that she was telling a lie.
"Very Nice lekin tumhe itni door jane ki kiya zaroorat ha mene kaha tha tum aram se meri company me kam kr skti ho" I said, meanwhile I order a Cup of coffee.
"Aqib tum ni piyo ge coffee?" she said.
"Nahi dil ni kr raha abhi sab kha k aya hun pait bhara hua" I said.
Tumhare jhoot, faraib or dhoke ki adhori dastaan sun k hi pait bhar gya agey pata nahi kiya kiya hona ha
"Kiu yar" She said and the waiter left.
"Mein tumhe kehra tha kiya zaroorat ha akele jane ki itni door yaha se" I said.
"Aqib yar mere ache dino ka time aya ha or tum aisi batein kar rahe ho? or rahe akele rehne ki baat to yar mein itne arse se akele hi dar badar ki khak chan rahi hn" she said.
"Kon hein wo famous designer?" I asked randomly. She was quiet or she was befuddled with my detailed inquiry.
"Err... Zuzu Fraga! Han wohi. Agar ye Fashion week kamiyab raha to mujhe officially Aik or Fashion week k liye Paris bhejein ge or tumhe pata ha meri life ban jayegi." she said.
Jhoot pe jhoot.
"Oh, I see. Kab niklna ha?" I asked.
"Bs yehi 1 ghante badd" She replied.
Meanwhile, The waiter comes with coffee.
"Mera driver chor ata ha tumhe Rio de Janeiro tak jaha b jana ha" I said and I could see her confused and some sweat beads on her forehead.
"Nahi iski zaroorat nahi ha They have already arranged a pick-and-drop service you don't need to worry." She said.
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