*Please give this book a chance, I'm sure you won't be disappointed.'
Note: This is a love story
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Meera Deshmukh has everything she ever desired in life, including a successful career, a loving family, and an...
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Two weeks back...
"Hello," I said as I picked up my phone, which had no caller ID.
"Hello, Maan. You must arrive as soon as possible."
"Ok." I knew who he was, so I took one final glance at Meera, who was sleeping, and then left.
It was beyond midnight, and everyone else had fallen asleep. I made certain that the guards were informed of my departure, and that security was tight throughout my absence. I was back on the ground after nearly a half-day flight. I stepped off my private jet at the airport in search of a familiar face who could tell me if it was time. It was finally time to find Serious Wong.
"Hey.." Someone patted me on the back. I spun around to face Sandy. I took off my sunglasses to properly study him before giving him a bro-hug. We began going toward his car.
"Did we locate him?" I broke the hug and got right to the topic.
"Well done, Man. We've only just met, and you're already on a mission?" He smirked in response. We were sitting in his shiny black BMW.
"I believe you didn't call me here to renovate your new penthouse, right?" I mocked him and his smirk was replaced with a chuckle. And I got the hint with his look.
"Oh, you didn't, did you?" And he raised his hands up in air signaling his defeat.
"Hey brother, you haven't returned any of my calls last few weeks. What was I supposed to do?" He countered bringing his car to life. The way it roared...
Note to self: When I get back, I need this lovely lady to be waiting in my garage.
"Well people take that as a hint." I said wearing my sunglasses. He glanced at me with a mischievous grin.
"You know, it's not just any car. It's a limited edition, fully customized beauty," he said, changing the topic and revving the engine for emphasis.
"I couldn't resist." I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement as we sped off into the sunset. He chuckled again and ride to his house was silent.
I knew there is a reason for my visit here. And it's something serious. Sandy has been handling this part of the country since we were 16 and this would be the first time, he has called me for help.
