In the bustling city of Mumbai, neurologist Aarushi Singhania and CEO Ryaan Shekhawat lead separate lives until fate brings them together at a charity gala. Sparks fly as they navigate love, self-discovery, and the realization that destiny may have...
The loud DJ music echoed in my head, overwhelming my senses. Despite feeling somewhat dazed, I found myself moving my hands unconsciously. Seeking a break, I headed back to the bar for another drink.
I filled a glass with beer and began to sip, feeling the tension start to melt away. Even though I didn't usually drink to cope with stress, tonight it seemed like the only way to find some relief from the overwhelming pressure.
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I glanced at my phone and was startled to see that it was already 2 am. Surprised by how late it had gotten, I called out to my friend Prisha, However, she seemed unfazed by the late hour, lost in the crowd's energy. Realizing I needed to intervene,I pushed my way through the crowd until I finally spotted her. Despite her high alcohol tolerance, she appeared relatively sober.
Together, we made our way out of the venue and headed towards the common parking area where we had left our car.
As we approached the parking area, I noticed a familiar car. Getting closer, I realized it was my ex's car—the same one he had promised to buy for me on my birthday. Irritation surged through me at the mere sight of it, and I couldn't bear the thought of him. I told Prisha to wait for me in our car. I retrieved a crimson lipstick a gift I had never found use for because of its cheap colour, I uncapped it and began to write scathing/curse words all over the car.
In that moment, I cared little for whose car it belonged to; my focus was consumed by the bitter memories of deceit and betrayal. Each curse word etched onto the car's surface was a testament to the pain I had endured, a visual representation of the lies and false promises that had shattered my trust.
As I vandalized the car with my lipstick, a stranger approached, his gaze shifting between me and the vehicle with a mix of concern and confusion.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
I replied him to- see through his eyes and use a little brain if he has,
he replied that- there are surveillance cameras too,
I speak- "I don't give a fuck about that even if it is not his car, it might belong to a billionaire. They have more important things to work on so they don't fry their brains on these little shits. Besides, they have plenty of cars, who cares if one is designed by someone."
Even though I knew it was foolish, I paid it no mind. After finishing, I simply said goodbye to the stranger and returned to my car, where Prisha was fast asleep.
Ryaan's pov:
As I continued to look at her while she was designing my car i couldn't help but notice the sparkle in her eyes and the curve of her lips into a beautiful but evil smile. It was like a beacon of light amidst the chaos, captivating me instantly. In that moment, I found myself completely enchanted by her presence.There was something about her that drew me in completely. When she said goodbye, I felt a twinge of disappointment, wishing I had talked to her more. It was clear she was more than just a stranger.
Aarushi 's pov: When I approached my car, I saw my phone ringing by Siddharth's call. As soon as I answered the phone,
he said, "hello?"
in my lightly drunk voice, I cheerfully replied with a "hiii namaste Siddharth ji".
He then asked, "Have you been drinking?"
Chuckling softly, I replied, "Yes, a little. Do you want to have some too?"
He then said, "Because of the alcohol, your voice has become cuter. You were already a kid, and now you seem even more like one."
Playfully, I responded, "Oh really? You know how cute I am from before. I've never been arrogant about it." (Cute to hum bachpan se h par kabhi ghamand nahi kiya)
Then Prisha snatches the phone from my hand and says on the phone, "Hello, Mr. Handsome young man. Siddharth Shekhawat, why don't you talk to me sometimes too? Also, worry about me, yaar. I am also very beautiful. Just like a sexy and overloaded cuteness shop."(Humare bhi to haal chaal puch liya karo, me bhi to sexy aur overloaded cuteness ki dukaan hu)
Then, with a chuckle, he replies to her, "Oh, you're also drunk. You both wait there, I'm coming. Don't go anywhere and don't talk to any strangers. Also, remember to prioritize your safety, okay?"
"I lightly joke by tapping on her head and again snatched the phone from her and replied, "Okie dokie."
Then prisha speaks, " yo is that trueee? YES! okey dokey yo~
He chuckled and continues from phone, "is that true? YES! Okey dokey yo~"
She speaks, "Really? YES! Okey dokey yo~"
I sings further, "Say la la la la la la la la la la la"
He says, " yeah you both just wait there singing this, and I'm coming in 2-3 minutes."
After that, he hung up, and I waited inside the car for the driver. A few minutes later, when the he arrived with someone, I opened my eyes and realized it wasn't anyone else but Aarav.
In my buzzed state, I stuttered and asked, "What are you doing here so late aarav?"
He replied, "Ma'am, I'm your driver. Please allow me to drive your car and take both of you home." (Ma'am me aap dono ka driver aapki anumati ho to kya me aap dono ko Ghar drop kardu?)
I exclaimed, "Huh? Are you always free? Don't you have any work?" (Hamesha nalla hi rahta h, koi kaam dhanda nahi hai kya tere pass?)
He replied, "I do, but I was nearby. Siddharth asked me to come with him and said that you both were drunk. I couldn't refuse because I care about both of you."
Playfully, in my lightly drunk state, I said, "Oh, so that's the case. Alright then, you can drop me home, Mr. Driver."
He and Siddharth both chuckled by my cuteness and Aarav sat in the driver's seat while Siddharth sat beside him, driving towards our home.
Few minutes later~
When we arrived, Aarav said "i am parking your car here because my house is within walking distance."
Prisha asked, " and what about you Siddharth? How will you get home?"
Then Siddharth responded, "I'll take a cab don't worry about me, drink warm hangover soup when you get inside and then sleep Otherwise, you both will get a headache."
Prisha and i nodded,
Then I asked "when did you bought a house here aarav?"
he replied "it was just a few days ago. You're not in your senses right that's why I'll argue with you in the morning not now"
I asked "argue about what?"
He responded " will talk in the morning bye"
Then they both left....
I was a little confused but i didn't paid too much attention to that and we both went inside our house, changed into my comfy clothes and drifted off to sleep. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . WHAT THE SERIOUS FUCK!? (someone shouted)
To be continue... Stay tuned ✨
Author's note: I know this is quite short that I have written. But as I continue writing, I will get used to it, and I also need your honest reviews. Please support my story because I am a new author, and I get discouraged easily, so I need some encouragement as well. Remember to take care of yourselves and stay healthy, happy, and blessed! ~Your support means the world to me. Keep an eye out for updates and surprises in the next chapter.Until then, happy reading!
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