"he was her dark fairytale,and she was his twisted fantasy"
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This is psychopathic Romance novel which is mix of office rom-com+marriage Romance. it doesn't contain cheating and any type of assualt.
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Tell me, butterfly...
First of all, i myself don't know if I am writing good or this plot is going good,if you all are liking this story and that's demotivated me badly because mujhe pata nahi kyu Aisa lagta hai that's you all are not liking the story or plot even at my insta not one of my readers support me there but it's ok, I am updating the chapter for those who truly voted and commented on my chapter, thankyou sweeties for it 💓.
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"I pay you for this," I growled at Mr. Khuraana, the manager of the sales department, who was now nervously looking down.
"sir, it's ju...st a mi..nor mist..ake," he mumbled, loud enough for me to hear. I furiously gazed at him, taking a deep breath to calm my nerves, my hand harshly raking through my hair.
"You have made minor mistakes? A spelling error is a minor mistake, right?" I shouted at him, gritting my teeth, my rage igniting my body, veins popping out of my forehead and hands. He flinched at my words, which only angered me more. This bloody bastard thinks this company is a joke. It wouldn't take me a minute to end everything for all of them.
"I am sor...ry sir, I will mak..e it a..." he said, looking at me with tearful eyes. But there is only one pair of eyes in which I can't bear a single drop of tears: hers.
"You are fired. Now get out," I shouted, glaring at him hard as I gripped the glass with such force that it broke, shattering into pieces.
My heart was already burning since I read her letter, and now these fools are making my blood boil even more. I need her. I badly need her. She is my need. My breath became harsh as my heart burned with her thoughts.
"I said get out," I roared at him. He gulped with fear but took steps toward the entrance and left.
I closed my eyes forcefully and sat in the chair, massaging my temples to calm my nerves. Memories from two days ago flooded my mind when we kissed each other. I thought she was ready, that she liked me too. It seemed mutual. But she proved me wrong by sending her resignation letter this morning. More than his mistake, it was this letter that fueled my rage. It was so easy for her to forget everything, but what about me? I had wanted her so desperately. I thought she needed time, so I didn't question her absence from work, but this completely broke me. My heart shattered into pieces when I read her resignation letter. My last hope was gone. It's not that I can't force her, but she needs to like me too for that. Forcing her was my second plan if the first didn't work.
