Book 7 of the Mangoverse
What's written in your fate, finds you on its own.
Collection of short stories.
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Connected to my book Hasratein but can be read on it's own.
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Traitors. All of them. You would hope your own family will support you but they are all backstabbing snakes. "I hate you."
"I don't care." Piece of shit. I only visit him because he has a good looking office and also because he lets me be here while he works. Vardhaan can't have people around him while he writes, fucks with his aura or some other bullshit he talked about. I stopped listening after the word aura. Besides, he lives in Russia with his wife now. Same with Shivam. He only lets Zeeshan close to him while he works. Shivangi is too close to Siya for me to associate with her. Plus she is unhinged.
So that leaves me with him. He was fun before. Now he is annoying too. "I'm your brother, you're supposed to be on my side."
"I don't support psychotic behaviour." Look at him trying to be the nice guy, when I know for a fact that bhabhi calls him demon. "I'll tell Divya bhabhi."
"What? That I don't support you stalking an innocent girl?"
"That you don't love me anymore." He flicks his wrist. "I never loved you."
"Bhaiya! How dare you? Do you have any shame?"
"None." He looks back at his laptop and types away. He was so nice before. Now he is horrible. A hand squeezes my shoulder before the seat beside me is occupied. "Hi Yug."
"Hey bhabhi. Your demon husband is pissing me off." Her smile dims and she looks at Darsh bhaiya who narrows his eyes at her. "You told him you call me demon?"
"No-"
"Yes she did."
"Shut up Yug!"
"How could you Divya?"
"It just slipped. I'm sorry demo- Darsh." I love drama. But we were discussing serious shit.
"Can we get back to me please? It's important."
"Is it though?" How is he my brother? Bhabhi stares between us all confused. Right I have to start from the very beginning. Though there is supposed to be another idiot in this mix. The door opens and he steps in.
"Oh look, it's our very own electricity pole." Darsh bhaiya calls him that because he is the tallest among us all.
Ritvik looks away from us towards the ceiling and sighs like we are all burdens on this planet and in his life. He sits down on my other side and opens his laptop to resume working.
"What the fuck, you came here because I called you to talk."
"And I don't know about you but I use my ears to listen." Like I said. Snakes. All of them.
"Well then. There is this girl-"
"Aradhna Aggarwal."
"-Yes, thank you bhaiya."
"And she has gotten pretty important in the industry. Her music is....." I hate to admit ".......impressive. So I did some digging-"
"What normal person talks like that?" If he wasn't older than me I would've poisoned him by now. I turn to the other brother who is typing away on his laptop. "Ritvik back me up."
