#1st Book in 'Tangled Series.'
Revenge and Love, I was tangled between both of these. Once I loved but that love took everything from me, it destroyed me inside out. At that time, Revenge was my only hope. I decided Vengeance would be my endgame. I...
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The next morning, Dhriti returned from her jog, her face flushed with exertion, and found Arjun already prepped for work. "You're coming back now after jogging?" he questioned, a hint of amusement in his voice.
"Yeah, you're already ready for the office," Dhriti replied, slightly out of breath.
"Yes, we have to reach early today, remember?" Arjun confirmed.
"Right," Dhriti agreed, her eyes falling on his movements in the kitchen.
"What are you doing there?" she asked, curiosity piqued.
"Making coffee, for you and me," Arjun answered, his smile warm.
"Oh my god! No need! Move aside, I'll make it," Dhriti insisted, moving towards him.
"I already made it. Believe me, my coffee doesn't cause any trouble," Arjun stated confidently.
"Sure," Dhriti said, raising an eyebrow, "if my stomach gets upset, I swear I'll throw you out of my house, Aju!" she threatened playfully.
"Okay, fine," Arjun conceded, a chuckle escaping his lips. Dhriti took a sip of the coffee, her eyes widening in surprise.
"Mm, it's nice. But that snack you cooked seemed very tasty... if this coffee..." she started, but Arjun cut her off with a reassuring, "No, you can trust this coffee."
"Okay, fine then, I'm going to get ready for the office. Wait for me," Dhriti announced, finishing her coffee and rushing to her room, leaving Arjun with a smile that held a hint of mischievous anticipation.
Dhriti, with a crisp business suit and a freshly styled hairdo, descended the stairs, her heels clicking rhythmically against the polished hardwood floor. She navigated the hallway with practiced ease, each movement confident and swift. Reaching the garage, she slid into her car, the leather seats cool against her skin. The engine purred to life, and she smoothly pulled out of the driveway, the morning sun glinting off the windshield.
"I'm hungry," Arjun complained from the passenger seat, his stomach rumbling audibly.
"Same here Aju," Dhriti replied, her voice laced with a hint of amusement, "Let's reach the office, we can grab breakfast there." A comfortable silence settled over them as they navigated the bustling city streets, the familiar routine of their morning. Finally, the towering glass facade of their office building came into view, a beacon of their professional aspirations.
Dhriti parked the car and they both stepped out, the fresh morning air invigorating. With a wave goodbye to Arjun, Dhriti headed towards her cabin, her footsteps echoing in the cavernous lobby. Inside, she deposited her bag, the weight of it a symbolic reminder of the day's upcoming challenges and the responsibilities she carried.
