"I'm breaking my boundaries for you, I'm boxing every negative thought of mine, I'm literally going my way out for you...please don't hurt me."
"Never. I'll never hurt you, Myra. Just trust me, I'm mafia, but I'm not a monster."
"I can't believe it...
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As I headed to the airport after confronting my enemy, I was consumed by rage. The person who had shattered my life was living freely, and I couldn’t allow him to find peace, not anymore.
My mind churned with the intensity of my fury towards him. He had been within arm’s reach, and I had yearned to end him, to make him suffer.
“Relax, Zayn. Please. I understand your feelings. I feel the same, but we need to stay composed.” Kabir said, placing his hand on my shoulder, sitting beside me in the car backseat.
“I wanted to kill him, Kabir. Brutally.” I confessed, my gaze burning with fury.
“I understand, man. I feel the same. But today, everything unfolded just as we expected,” he replied, and I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself.
The meeting and the after-party had proceeded smoothly, and as we had planned, Oberoi himself had approached me regarding the Pune branch of the hotel we intended to open.
Well, why wouldn't he? Getting a partnership with a number one billionaire is a far-fetched dream for many.
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We sat in silence, Kabir engrossed in something on the laptop while I gazed out the window, knowing we were just minutes away from the airport and on our journey to Russia.
