• 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐬.
"Well, What can we expect from a match made in hell and a story started at a funeral?"
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• 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞.
A powerful business tycoon. A man, whose mere p...
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𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑑ℎ𝑖 𝐺𝑢𝑝𝑡𝑎 -
"So do you have any friends?"
Abhay Rathore asked taking the seat on the couch beside the bed. I fisted the blanket which he neatly placed on my legs, i hate to converse especially about my personal life and this guy is being stubborn on making friends with me.
"No"
He frowned at my reply, his eyebrows furrowed making an adorable frown. He is 6' ft height and have a bulk body full of muscles. He acts totally opposite of his personality.
He is charming, playful and complete extrovert. Perks of being the younger one in the family. According to my sources, his brothers are the ones who raised him and his sister which made them both a little dumb and spoiled.
He has never been in any relationships or any hookups, nor he was interested. He was just a playboy, flirted with a lot of girls making them swoon over him.
Until he met the girl he was forbid to fall in love with.
"Why? Why is that?"
His questions continued making me release a frustrated sigh. He must be seeing me as an alien for not having friends.
What can I do? My bitchy face and introverted personality make it impossible for me to have friends.
"Because I don't want friends" The lie rolled off my tongue.
I do want. But I don't want as well.
It's Complicated!!
"What? Why?"
He shouted standing up, seeing his horrified expression I doubted if my problem of not having friends is that big, like come on I don't want them, that's it.
I shrugged my shoulders frowning. My eyes landed on the other two people in the room. They both are discussing something. The grey eyed man is staring at the laptop and Pratik Rathore is explaining something.
His husky deep voice can be heard. I don't want to stare at him especially not into his goddamn eyes.
"You know what? Let's be friends, I want to be your first friend"
I sighed hearing him. He just proved that he is dumb.
Otherwise, Who would want to be my friend? Everyone want the ones who would lie a thousand times to please them, and I'm a person who will rather stay alone than be fake, not to forget, I have a loose screw in my head, which makes me a bit crazy.
"No"
The wide grin on his face fell and it captured the attention of the other two brothers. I don't have to see to know, the grey eyes are piercing through my head.
His presence cannot be ignored, he is bulkier than his younger brother unlike Pratik who is has lean figure. The growing stubble and his messy hair is making him ridiculously handsome at this time.
