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•| ISHQ KE LIYE BANE HAIN HUM |

Aashiqana pal mein uss vo laazmi jazbaat hain,
Aasaan hai har pal yahan agar vo humare saath hain
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"You have got to be kidding me!"
"Not really, none of it is a joke."

"So you are telling me Ranvijay singhania is joining our firm! No way. Just tell me now if you joking because I am already deleting my resignation letter." Anika stood behind the wall listening to the girls sitting in the cafeteria gossiping about her crush, I mean Ranvijay singhania.

The young and handsome bachelor, a lawyer by profession. He have been her ideal from the moment she decided she wants to be a lawyer. A protector of law, that's what he is and that is what she wanted to become. Though her relationship with him have mostly been strictly professional, He is her senior and she is her junior. Except for the times those sparkly looks exchange when they worked together on pratice cases and those friendly chats after work.

"I guess, I am kicking her out of my team." Rolling her eyes she walked into the cafeteria. The girls stood up at a lightening speed and wished her a good morning before making their way out.

"Gossipers. Huh." She walked to the coffee machine punching the buttons and kept her mug on the machine.

If you ask me for an introduction of Our lovely anika singh rathore. I would say she is fire. As pampered as she is being the only girl child of second generation of the Royals of ajmer. The Rathores. She have always been respectful and warm to everyone around her. Deciding to ditch the common professions in her family, she decided she wants to be a lawyer at the age of 15 and when she joined the law school she met her crush. Her senior, Ranvijay singhania.

That was the day and today is the day, She have successfully became a criminal lawyer in practice. Along with the legal advisor of Rathore Group of Industries.

Anika stood by the coffee machine until her cup was filled. Sighing she picked it up and turned around to leave only to bump into someone.

The cup of coffee slipped from her hand, spilling the coffee on the person standing infront of her before it fell down onto the ground breaking into pieces. Anika was still in shock when she heard the voice of the person standing infront of her giving her an instant heart attack.

"I didn't expected such a sweet welcome Bonita." She almost sprained her neck and looked up at the person.

"Sir? Why are you here?" Ranvijay raised his eyebrow at her question.

"Am I not welcomed here? I thought this sweet coffee was a welcome from your side Cariño."

"No, shit. I didn't mean it that way. I meant, your flight was supposed to land in the evening right? Then how..?" He just shrugged before forwarding his hand to her.

"Step aside or else your shoes will get dirty." Anika's cheeks turned pink due to embarrassment as she kept her hand in his and stepped aside.

"I'll ask someone to get a new pair of shirt and trousers for you."

"Don't worry about it, take me to your cabin. I still have my luggage with me I can change there." She just murmured a quite okay as she stepped ahead to make her way towards her cabin.

"You didn't went to your apartment?"
"I don't have much friends here and my assistant is on holiday since his wife's due date is close. So, I guess I'd have to ask Bhargav to help me out." She made an oh face.

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