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AHANA PATEL
Heer.
Yes, I remember that name called on to me few times last night at club...fuck, I was at Olives' and where is my bitch? Did I hook up with a random stranger again? Tara. She must have clicked my nudes to post in it on 'One Shot' and earn porn money like she did last time.
Stop making the end by yourself and where the heck am I? This place doesn't feel Ahana's apartment from any angle means I did hook up again or else gentle man helped me feeling pity for me. I touched the mattress, and it is soft and looks costly to me than mine. My dress is still on and only thing away is my heels and the purse kept on the side table. My phone. I pushed the cover away and switched my phone on to see few calls from Tara and nothing else.
"I ignored my family and partied...fuck yeah." A joy rushed inside me and then I heard someone talk outside the room and peeked my head out to check who that gentle man is...I am surprised by his voice was not like last night and I assume that we shared few words then I am out of thinking mind set to all drunk set...one last goodbye to my liver.
"Keep it yourself...whatever and remind me about that club-fuck you for saying we guys suck." The call ended and I heard more, and I wanted to hear that voice then I tied my hair up planning to walk out and thank him. "Excuse me," He turned around and looked at me confused. "You who?" He pointed at me, and I titled my head to read his face...that guy is not this guy, and he looks more manly, but this seems like teenager or mid 20s.
"You're not him, right?" He was pointing at himself and rethinking if he is talking to a woman in the morning 8 am. "Sid. Right, he did talk about a girl knocked out-" "I wasn't knocked out and where is Sid?" He nodded giving me a no idea look and I wanted to ask about him. "Kris...with k." I smiled at him, and we shared our names and nothing more.
Kris with k was confused and I asked him for lift to my apartment and he agreed but before that I wanted to fill my tummy which is screaming for food. "Let's see about that." Kris walked as I followed him, and he looked through each and every cupboard and found some cookies and took some thin milk and held it out.
I crave Indian food every time and now struck with cookies and milk...thin milk.
"Any clue when Sid will be back?" He scrolled through his phone and ringed someone which I guess is Sid...is his actual name that or nick name for something. "Kris...is his real name Sid or-" Before I could say he excused himself and walked out leaving me alone in the room.
Sid.
Maybe he was an English man like Tara said or some whitewashed desi boy. Who wants to keep his Indian name hidden and go by new name...Sid mostly can lead to one name in my mind.
Siddharth.
No, never...because as per as Kris that guy mostly felt like an English dude to me so keep it Sid itself. Kris walked and looked at me who is dipping the last cookie to milk and making sure it doesn't fall down and drinking the milk at last.
"Ana, right?" He even made my name foreign, and I gulped the milk down to answer him my name and he laughed seeing me struggle with that much milk. "Kris...aren't you from India?" He nodded and showed me a family photo. "Half in correct and my mom is British, and papa begin Indian."
That explains why he acts like this than local style...I prefer that than this.
"I guess we can leave." I rushed to bedroom and picked my purse and heels and joined him to exit the house and enter his car. Nice car. He freaking drives BMW which screams he is rich.
"Did Sid reply to any calls?" Why am I so wanting his answers and what did I do last night? Will Kris feel that I am his ex-girlfriend or something. "Busy and I tried at his workplace too but no answer."
Workplace. He is a fucking businessman.
"Where does he work?" Kris didn't answer and few minutes the car stopped in traffic and Kris rolled the window down and pointed at the huge building at my left. "There...Sid works there."
Blue Eyes.
The signal turned green, and I stopped thinking about him and thanked Kris for dropping me and walked to my apartment to see Tara's car parked here with one more car. I opened the door and saw Tara and Ayush-fuck he is here.
"WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU?" He yelled and I kept my purse and removed my heels as he enjoyed yelling than I did. "Done?" Tara was all quite sitting on the couch because Ayush would yell that one sentence, she hates which is, 'None of these matters to you.'
Asshole.
"Who was that guy? New one?" I nodded and he was furious making me piss off and what can we say when that runs in my blood too. Fucker should have been more careful handling me. "Kris with k and he is great in bed, and I heard he is bisexual so give a try Ayu." Tara snorted and started laughing making me chuckle.
"I give a fuck about your sex life and one day you will die with PTSD."
Damn.
"OMG! I never knew those things and my biology teacher never thought us those chapters and skipped so I am clueless...teach me again bro."
Tara's control went all out, and Ayush's temper reached his nose tip. "AHANA." Oh lord, that strict voice on. "Yes?" He didn't say anything, and someone's phone started ringing so I escaped from his lecture. "Who was he?" I explained the real thing and Tara smirked at me.
"Something is burning sweetheart." She meant between me and Sid whose name or age I dunno and even called Kris with k is the broker with her begins my eyewitness when me marry. "Dreams young lady." She chuckled and I even thought about it a second and me begin married to that Sid...whoever he is. I heard the door open and saw Ayush come out of the room and talking on phone.
"Sure...meet ya soon Siddharth."
Siddharth Aarav.
That asshole been my brothers befriend since young and my enemy is just cliche story but because of him I lost every fame...eight years since then and even now I cry over that like a teen girl. Ayush wants me to work at their company which is Blue Eyes and Nisha Aarav is the CEO...he will be soon because she is old enough to retire...I am going there for interview next week.
Shit.
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Chapter four.
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Rough editing and I happily edited first four chapters so it's good news...
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Romance[begin rewritten] Ahana Patel, 27-years stubborn ass and won't even listen to herself after a level. She had a cute family which made her feel low as daughter and also a loving brother who always needs her hand. Right now, single because he was angr...
