Above all, be the heroine of your life, not the victim.
-Nora Ephron.
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"Did I ever agree for a date with you?", I
glared outrageously at him.
"Don't get your hopes too high Ms.Deshmukh, my assistant arranged it", he spat.
"Oh, common now stop lying. Why will your assistant plan a romantic dinner with red roses instead of a formal one?", I stated sarcastically.
I gasped dramatically as my eyes widened in fake-surprise.
"Unless this is your regular routine with different women", I looked at him with utter disgust.
"I never told you it's a formal dinner. She arranged it for an important event", he hissed grinding his teeth in annoyance.
Good going Sam, maintain the same pace.
This jerk should either lose his colgate-teeth or his pretty mind today.
"What is the event", I furrowed my brows in confusion.
"You will know shortly", he smirked as
"Now if you will permit me, I will be honored to escort my date".
He extended his right hand towards me as his eyes glittered with mirth as the waiters approached us with food.
"I'm not your date", I hissed extending my hands to avoid gaining unwanted attention.
You have already succeeded in that Sam, when you made your dashing appearance in these ragged clothes.
My conscience mocked me.
He halted near the lavish table, as he held back a chair pointing me to sit.
What a perfect gentleman, I scoffed.
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"Let's get finished with this deal now", I huffed.
"Let me correct some misconceptions of yours first".
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