8🍁SHE IS CUTE!!

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Here is the new chapter, Please pardon my grammatical mistakes as I'm not a pro writer and it's my first time writing a book.

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After the meeting, I had some work so i came to my office. When I entered the building, my employees looked at me as if they had seen a ghost. Well, their reactions were also evident as they saw a bouquet in my hand for the  first time and I was literally smiling looking at that. Can you believe it, I Abhik Randhawa who never shows his emotions, was smiling today.

Something is happening to me!!

Currently, I am checking some important mails sitting in my cabin.

Suddenly, the door swung opened revealing parth, he walked inside and took seat in front of me.

Isse bhi meri Shanti bardasht nhi hoti!! Jab dekho tang karne aa jata hai.

"What is this???", he exclaimed loudly.

I immediately turned my gaze towards him and saw his most dramatic reaction. His eyes popping out, his mouth covered with his palms. He is such a dramatica ass.

"There is no need to react like this", I coldly said and he gave me a look as if I murdered someone.

I told you, he is a dramatic ass!!

"Seriously, there is a bouquet on your table and you're saying not to react like this. Bro, are you okay?? wait let me check if you have fever", he said getting all serious. He came forward to turned my forehead.

"Stop it parth", I shouted jerking his hand away.

"Have you made any girlfriend?? Did you bought this for her?? Or did she gave it to you??", he said narrowing his eyes.

"Bss bhai, chup kar ja ab", I said getting irritated by him.

(Enough, stop it now)

"To phir, bta mujhe kya chal rha h??", he said sitting back on chair crossing his hands over his chest.

(Then, tell me what's going on??)

"Do you remember the girl who threw paint on my car??", I said remembering that incident. I still can't forget that, she is really something.

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