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❥ Love is a deletirous thing but it is also the biggest healer. Love can make a place even in the heart of a beast. We just ne...
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The sound of breaking glass occurred from upstairs. "We can't control her." A man in his 30s told a man wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, who was drinking liquor from the glass in his hand while sitting on the expensive couch. "Whatever is coming into her hands, she's been throwing at us for the past two hours. Do something, Tiger!" He said, concerned.
"You are my secretary Bobby, and you can't handle a simple girl?!" He said in deep voice taking a gulp of his drink. After listening this Bobby fold his arms on his chest. " SIMPLE GIRL!!!? Well, for your kind information, she is not a simple girl, she is a freakin celebrity!" He said in little offended tone.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Handle that girl yourself. I'm not a freaking babysitter, and she's not a 5-year-old baby." Tiger said tiredly.
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"Look, don't know whose head she has broken now." Bobby said looking upstairs where the sounds were coming from.
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"I SAID, LET ME GO! I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE!!!" A girl, shouting, threw a vase at the bunch of men who were trying to calm her down. Bobby entered the room. "Miss, calm down. Don't worry, we won't hurt you," he said, trying to speak softly.
"Oh, REALLY!!! Then why did you bring me here? Why did you kidnap me?!" She yelled and threw pillows that were lying on the bed. "Do you even know who I am!!?? I am freaking Avika Chauhan!" She said loudly, fuming with anger. "We know," he said, nodding his head slightly.
"But please, just try to listen to us once--" He was cut off when she threw a pillow at him."Sir, she's not ready to listen," a man whispered to Bobby. "Dammit! But we don't have any other option," Bobby said to them.
"Exactly, i am not going to listen to you, so it would be better for you let me go from here." She warned them.
"Actually, we have one more option," a man told Bobby. When her back was facing them as she searched for more things to throw, he told Bobby, "We can scare her with guns."
