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"Oh look who's here. The great Mahira Roy." Anisha said in a loud voice, smirking. I gave her a bland look and tried to move pass her.

She took a step sideways and stood in front of me, blocking my path.

"Look Anisha, I'm in no mood of this Bitchy tantrums of yours. So fuck off." I said with a cold look. 

"So, madam got a tongue, Huh?" She stated clearly offended that someone finally tried to spoke in front of her. 

I looked at her minions standing behind her like a statue, "I had it from childhood only unlike these 'friends' of yours who follow your every action and fulfil your demands like the pet they are. I just didn't want to create a scene. But today my anger is already on its tops. So, before it crosses its limits and I smash your head in this wall, crushing you into tiny pieces. Leave. Me. Alone."

She shivered in fear and I thought that she'll finally stop but she didn't. Instead, she raised her hands and brought it near my face to slap me. 

Fortunately, I caught her hand before it could touch my cheeks thanks to my reflexes.

"You really don't get it. Do you?" I tightened my grip around her hand making her hiss in pain and twisted it behind her back, rotating her 180 degrees.

"Today I'll show you what do you get when you dare to hurt Mahira Sen Rathod." I whispered in her ears. I threw her away and saw as her eyes widened at the revelation I did. 

I smirked looking at her horrified expression. Everyone knew how powerful my family is.

Yes, they were kind people, who loved doing charity and thus earned respect from quite a many people but still no one could deny the fact that they were dangerous and ruthless when it comes to their family. 

Even though I had argued with my parents for days to not reveal my identity, there is no way that she can prove it. And even if she did find out a way to do it. Then the fear in her eyes is worth the chaos it will create in my life.

God, I never felt this grateful about being a Rathod.

"Y-You ar-are lying?" She stuttered in fear, raising a finger towards me. 

"Am I? Maybe I am or maybe I'm not. Who knows?" I smirked crossing my arms on my chest and continued taking a step towards her. She subconsciously took a step back.

"But if I am then you Ani darling, is gonna have hard time in your future." I kept my hand on the wall beside her, blocking her between and whispered darkly, " Don't even dare cross me again Anisha Malhotra or else I myself don't know what I'll do with you." With that I turned on my heels, I paced out of the hallway. 

In the background, I heard her friends asking her about what I said. But she didn't said anything. Gradually, there voice faded and I made my way towards the parking lot.

I sat inside the car and drove out of the college towards my apartment. 

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