नाराज नहीं हूँ किसी से भी,
बस कुछ खास लोग थे
जो अब आम हो गए
मेरी नजरों में...
~Aarayna------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The Main branch of Singhania Industries (Mumbai),
Standing at the entrance of the Singhania Industries, a captivating sight unfolded as a convoy of sleek black range rovers, with a striking Ferrari positioned in the center, came to a halt. Amidst the anticipation, a woman stepped out from one of the vehicles, radiating an undeniable aura of authority and self-assurance. It was none other than Aarayna Singhania, the epitome of India's most esteemed Criminal Lawyer, exuding an air of tranquility and an underlying sense of danger.
Singhania Industries is a place I strongly dislike being at, everything under their ownership is at the top of my list of things I despise.
(Singhania Industries: They are a part of the top 10 industries in India)
Today, I received an unexpected request from Mr. Singhania, whom I fondly refer to as my "sperm donor." Meeting him is the last thing I desire, as he possesses a dangerous psychopathic nature that could potentially harm not only my beloved brother and adorable little chipmunks, Shivaansh and Shaurya. Nevertheless, I gather my courage and stride confidently into the building, the sound of my heels clicking with determination. With my security team trailing behind, the employees straighten up, intimidated by my presence, and not a single soul dares to meet my gaze.
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