In your eyes , I see my future and it's fucking gorgeous.
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↺ Varahi Khurana
❛❛ You don't care what I think or feel ❜❜
↺ Avyaan Singhania
❛❛ Trust me , I don't ❜❜
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Varahi and Avyaan had been married for...
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Avyaan's pulse quickened in anger as he drove through the traffic to the office. He didn't even have breakfast , he just took one of the car keys and drove to the office himself. His grip around the steering wheel was so hard , the speedometer’s reading increasing gradually as he accelerated the car.
Who the hell are you to tell me? Her loud shout ranged in his ear making him see red at the moment.
Was he absolutely no one?
He understood that she was angry and she had all the rights but not understanding him hurted him the most. He wasn't doing it deliberately , he had a very important business and he couldn't dodge it even after he tried at least thrice , asking his secretary to adjust but they just couldn't.
Avyaan's eyes widened as he pulled the brakes abruptly , his body jerking forward held back by the seat belts.
"Fuck" He whispered , his heart beating. Just a second and he would have got himself in a terrifying accident , hitting the truck when his BMW was talking to the air.
"Focus" He whispered , throwing his head back. Breathing In.Out.In.Out.In.Out.
Accelerating the car he parked it at the corner , hitting his palm against the steering wheel. Picking up the lighter , he pulled the window down and lit up the cigarette. Sucking in the good amount of smoke to fill his lungs. He puffed out the smoke , blurring his vision before again sucking the smoke.
Crushing the second cigarette against the metal of his lavish car , he reached for the third cigarette but stopped as his eyes fell on his rolex. He was fucking late.
How the fuck can he forget about the fucking conference? Cursing himself , he accelerated the car trying to focus on the driving though a big part of brain was still occupied by the love of his life while the leftover part tried to Focus on the driving , the conference, planning how he will make it up to her and will visit his in-laws tomorrow for sure and how he believed that after all the fight , she won't be leaving.
Stepping out of the lift he entered his cabin to already find Arsh there , waiting for him checking something through the tab.
"Good Morning , Boss" He wished , looking at him. Avyaan nodded , placing his phone on the table , glancing at his rolex with a navy dial.
"How much time is left?" Avyaan asked , his voice hard and cold. No matter how long they have been working together , they still maintained professionalism.
"Twenty minutes , I will see the arrangements" Avyaan nodded as Arsh walked towards the door before he again turned around.
"Boss , Dadi wanted to talk to you. She said you weren't picking up her call"
"I will , you may leave" Avyaan dismissed him, sighing. He picked up his phone as he read the notifications.
3 missed calls from Dadi. 2 missed calls from Mom. 2 missed calls from Dhruv. 1 missed call from Home.
