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IVAAN SINGH RAGHUVANSHI ADHIRA ARORA
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Adhira heard her mobile ringing, making her groan in her sleep, and stretched her hand out to get the phone from the side table. Squinting her eyes, she looked at the caller ID to see 'Trisha' displayed on the screen.
She picked up the call, putting it on her ear; she mumbled in her sleep, "Yes, Trisha, tell me what new problem has occurred now. " Trisha's eyes widened hearing her, and she asked in amusement, "How do you know some problem has occurred, Miss. Arora ? "
Adhira sighed hearing her and told her, "Trisha, I just know. Now please come to where the problem . "
" WHAT? ," Adhira yelled, getting up from her bed after hearing Trisha. "Yes Miss. Arora, please convey this message to Mr. Raghuvanshi, as you are the only one who can handle him . "
Adhira hummed in response before ending the call and looked at the time on her mobile screen to see 5:30 in the morning. Going through Jinal's contact, she called her, and after three rings, she picked up the call.
"Miss Mistry, today don't come to the Raghuvanshi Mansion, just come directly to the office at regular time," she told her, making Jinal respond happily, "Okay, di, thank you . "
Adhira shook her head, knowing the reason for her happiness, which is none other than beauty sleep, and humming in response, she ended the call, making her way inside the bathroom to freshen up, mumbling, "I am the only unlucky one who doesn't get her beauty sleep . "
After half an hour of getting all ready, she made her way towards Ivaan's room, ready to make him angry early in the morning.
Standing in front of his room, she opened his room's door without knocking, knowing that he must have gone for a jog or to the gym. Entering his room, she directly made her way inside his walk-in closet and, preparing his whole outfit for today, she made her way out of the closet.
She then started preparing coffee for him, and after 5 minutes of being done with preparing coffee, she canceled all his schedules for today. Just then, she heard the room's door opening to see him standing there with the support of the wall, panting heavily.
She immediately went towards him and, wrapping his arm around her shoulder, made him sit on the bed carefully. He looked at her, who was taking out his sports shoes and socks, examining his ankle.
"Mr. Raghuvanshi, there is still a little swelling on your ankle; how can you even go for a jog?" she scolded, looking at him as he replied, "It was not paining at all when I woke up, so I decided not to skip my routine, but after jogging it pained like hell . "
She sighed hearing him and mumbled getting up to fetch the pain relief cream, "He is a total idiot; doesn't he know that if your ankle has a sprain, you shouldn't be going jogging?" Huh Bagghad Billa . "
