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"After every dark and thundering cloud there is a bright sun and clear sky with white sailing clouds
making you realise bad time will end one day."
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Arrangements were going on full blast with much ado while a girl standing in palazzo pants and a loose kurti top with her hair tied in a bun loosely was scolding one of the employees. The poor soul forgot to add golden artificial leaves when she strictly asked for it and instead of that he added some green leaves.
"Can't you get my word's clearly in your skull? I want the decoration theme to be purely in white and gold combo. Do you get it?", she hisses.
"Yes, ma'am.... I'm extremely sorry I'll correct it right away", he said in a low tone feeling sorry.
"I want everything perfect... perfect means upto the mark, no mistakes are accepted", she announced.
Poor workers hearing her loud and clear shivered while doing their work. They tried their best to satisfy her command but did fumble due to her roaring voice and glaring eyes. She controlled everything, shifting from one person to another threatening their souls and making their hearts tremble.
"Shift it a little bit more to the left... you are messing up", she again yelled.
When someone who was coming from behind with his secretary discussing something on the tab heard her voice. He glanced up and saw the workers were hella nervous and she was making it hard for them to focus. A smile lingered on his lips and he walked to her calling her name.
"Divya... my dear!! You are scaring them with your perfectionism. Stop bothering them dear, they know their work and will do it nicely and for checking it, the manager is there to look after", he said.
Hearing him she turns in a slow mo though it wasn't really that slow but a bit and her hairs which were loosely tied up in a bun opened up. Her face gets covered, almost fully with her brown hair highlighted in light brown giving a honey and chocolate effect.
A sweet smile adorns her lips as she frustratingly sets her hair back side and looks at the man behind her.
Light wrinkles adorn at his forehead, but the manly strong charm still illuminates his face. He wore a grape vine colour suit with blue tie and white shirt while leather shoes he wore were in brown. His hair was half white half black done weaved in upside sideways with a moustache above his upper lips.
The man looked jolly and seeing him her smile widened while he walked closer. She side hugged him lightly and was about to complain again when he stopped her.
"My dear... you just arrived from a beautiful vacation two days ago. And now you are giving a hard time to your workers and yourself. Be calmed and enjoy... it's your day", he says, patting her cheeks.
She smiled shyly and looking down for a sec she looked up again.
"Exactly, dad... that's what I have been saying to her too. But she assigned me a work and herself also found a way to torture poor souls", a male voice comes from behind.
Before Divya could turn around and have a glance a warm and comfortable hand snakes on her waist and a pinky lips touches her forehead sideways. She closes her eyes in anticipation as she understands who he is and leans lightly on him unknowingly. The warmth she received made her feel she can be loved and is worth living with.
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Abandoned Wife
ChickLit"I knew it.. I knew you were alive!", he breathes wryly. "I missed y..ou..", he breathed and stretches his arms to wrap around her but she steps back. Her one hand extends in air to create the space between them while her blood shot eyes snapped at...
