7.Jealousy

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Amaira's pov

It's been a week since the date of the wedding has been fixed . My family is busy in the arrangements of the wedding . Tanishq hasn't contacted me once and well i don't simply care.

If you don't care then why mention it.

The thought just came.

Liar, you are attracted.

I am not.

Liar liar pants on fire.

Shut up

I am getting out of school and looking for an auto , it's currently 4 pm in the evening. i am wearing a pink chikankari kurti and a white Palazzo.

Amaira's outfit

Suddenly I feel a tap over my shoulder and i turn to see Tanishq standing infront of me , he is wearing a blue suit tailored along his body , his jaw is clenching and he looks pissed about something, he is definitely angry

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Suddenly I feel a tap over my shoulder and i turn to see Tanishq standing infront of me , he is wearing a blue suit tailored along his body , his jaw is clenching and he looks pissed about something, he is definitely angry .

Tanishq's outfit

He grabs my arm with enough force to hurt me and starts dragging me towards a car i assume is his

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He grabs my arm with enough force to hurt me and starts dragging me towards a car i assume is his.

"Tanishq stop"

"Tanishq you are hurting me"

He stopped infront of his car looked into my eyes, his eyes jet black full of darkness and anger.

"If you don't want to get into more trouble Amaira, keep your mouth shut" Trouble? what the hell is he saying.

"Get in" he grits his teeth , i follow his command

I don't know what pissed him off but I have never seen him like this.

After 15 minutes , we reach his office he gets out of the car , pulls me out and hands his keys to the guard. He drags me inside the building and towards the lift still holding my arm tightly. All of his employees are starting at us with gasps but mostly are looking at me .

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