" 𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐲"
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𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐲𝐞𝐝 :
a billionaire with insomnia.
something's happened to the sunshine guy in the past 2 years that left him with a...
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— ☆⋆。𖦹°‧ Sehmat's Pov :
I don't understand what on earth that creature is. What does he think of himself? And the way he managed to convince me through his blackmailing and manipulative techniques, I swear I'm gonna sue him someday.
If he wasn't a billionaire, he'd probably be 6 ft under by now. It's unbelievable how he blackmailed me, saying he'd buy the entire hospital and have power over me. Does that even make sense?
Did he hit his head somewhere? I rolled my eyes internally. He is one of the most annoying patients I've ever had, and the fact that he's so confident about himself and forced me to be his doctor is just frustrating.
There are so many other neurologists he could consult, but why me? Surely it's to annoy and frustrate the hell out of me. Well, I've already agreed because my heart is too soft, so I must not regret it now, but is that even possible?
will be able to tolerate a patient like him ?
"What are you doing? We're running late! Haris told me he's gonna pick us up for breakfast today," Irza informed wearing her coat.
Haris most probably likes Irza and wants to spend time with her without letting her know. That's when that dumber adds me into the situation, and I have to accompany her as if there's nothing going on between them. It's really frustrating, you know?.
As i sprayed perfume and fastened my wristwatch, i walked out of the house, grabbing my bag. Irza followed closely behind, locking the door. Haris was waiting outside the apartment gate with his car.
" get in girlies" he ordered cheerfully and we sat in the back seat, because someone was already present in the passenger seat, rafey
" hey sehmi baby girl" he winked turning his head back towards my side, I felt like punching him straight on his face.
control sehmat control.
" oh boy sit the fuck down quietly or else" I warned with a piercing glare his way and he chuckled turning around.
Rafey, a good friend of ours and a collogue, he is all fun and nice expect for his annoying flirting's which is beyond tolerable.
Haris parked the car towards a cafe and we all walked inside, it was a luxurious, elegant cafe, with the aroma of cinnamon buns and croissants.
we all sat down near some window seats and placed our orders, I ordered a matcha latte and chocolate cream filled croissant and they all ordered different for themselves.
" so you started riding bikes ?" I asked haris while stuffing my croissant inside my mouth. But blud was too busy in staring and gazing deeply at my best friend.
i snapped my fingers in front of his face bringing him out of his trance and haze. " back to reality mr and now reply to me " i ordered.
Irza turned her face away, trying to act innocent, and Rafey was busy scrolling through his phone. I was shooting glares at Haris, who seemed annoyed because I snapped him out of his staring session.