FOUR YEARS AGO
Bhumi pov!
"So, ready for the dare, Ms Basu?" Aarohi Sharma asked me with a devilish smirk on her pretty face.
"Go on, Sharma. When have I ever hesitated before a damn dare?" I asked back with a smug smile on my face.
Yes! That's right. Bhumika Basu never backs down from a dare. I am not called a dare queen for nothing.
"So here goes the dare, Basu. You have to sneak into the mysterious billionaire Aryamann freaking Mehrotra's mansion, which is exactly two blocks away from our place. And you have to come back with one of his belongings to prove that you indeed sneaked in there. We need proof darling," Aarohi said, that devilish smirk still there on her face.
"What?" I yelled in utter shock. These girls have gone nuts. I am pretty sure about that now.
"You guys seriously want me dead??" I asked them in horror.
"OMG!!! The dare queen is scared of a mere dare?" Aarohi asked in a mock surprise tone
Come on Bhumi Basu. Your reputation is at stake here.
"Oh please. You people know it right, Bhumi Basu never backs off from any dare. So what do you want me to bring from the Mehrotra mansion?" I challenged them back with another smug smile.
In your face ladies!!
"Are you really going to go in there??" Bani Gupta asked in horror. She isn't as brave as she looks. Or let's say, she isn't as childish or crazy as the two of us. She is more practical minded.
So these two girls are my best friends.
I have not known them for a very long time. But it feels like I have known them forever.
What is common between the three of us??
Well!! We all grew up in orphanages.
Well!! Don't go all sympathetic on me! I hate pity.
And the conversation so far might have given you an insight on my besties? Right?
"Of course. I am not scared of anyone." I said and it was my turn to smirk at them.
"Oh really Basu?? Then why don't you come back with his red and black chequered casual shirt," Aarohi said with a smirk, showing me a photo of the so-called billionaire, in the shirt mentioned above.
Yeah, he is scorching hot and handsome. But not really my type!!!
Yeah not my type. I am not interested in hot handsome cold billionaires. I mean, who in their right mind would be? I am interested in cute, gentle and lovely guys who don't make it their business to break the hearts of all the girls they come across in life.
Not that I have men lined up in front of my house.
Well, that's a story for another time.
Let's focus back on our dare.
"What's with this particular shirt??" I asked with a confused frown on my face.
Why does she want this particular shirt? I couldn't figure out a reason why she would want that one.
"OMG. Doesn't he look sizzling hot in this shirt. I just want that shirt." Aarohi said dreamily, and I rolled my eyes.
Aarohi and her never ending list of celebrity crushes.
Let me tell you, she has a crush each and every one of the celebrities out there in the world.
"Fine, when do you want me to do this??" I asked with a nonchalant shrug
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Romance"Why do you care?" He asked with a sardonic chuckle, making me wince. "Why do I care? How can you ask that? Why shouldn't I care? Are you that blind, Aryamann? Don't you see that I am falling for you?" I asked, looking straight into his eyes with my...