He pecked my forehead and attached our forehead we were breathing heavily due to the ferocious kiss we have shared and damn god he is good, na! na! -fantastic kisser.
"How many times have you kissed before?"
"Never. Ahana never you are my first and...
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All these years, I've been keeping a close eye on her—through social media, and with a few of my guards around her for her safety. Every little move of hers was under my watch. Whether she was out for work in the city or traveling outside it, especially outside the city, I made sure I knew.
Yes, I want her to realize her mistake. I believe in both love and hate because of her. At this point, I care less about what she did to me; all I care about is her safety. If she were to suffer even a scratch, I would lose a breath of mine in return.
I am proud of where I am today, but being in this industry comes with more enemies than achievements. And those people will go to any extent to bring me down and tarnish my hard work.
I've met many people, shaken hands with them for mutual profit—that's how business works. Because of this, my company has risen to great heights. But then there are those who wish to belittle me. My rivals.
The Mehra's.
I already have a history with them. Who knew that our rivalry would continue here, too? Rajveer Mehra—the CEO of Sanjeev Industries. A womanizer. A misogynist. A drug dealer. A man so disgusting that he would go to any length, in the filthiest ways, to get what he wants.
I know he's deliberately meeting Ahana. From what I've gathered through my sources, he isn't hosting any events or parties, nor has he been awarded anything lately. He simply wants to stay in contact with Ahana.
He knows she’s my weak point, and that’s why he’s using her as a tool to destroy me. But as they say, barking dogs seldom bite. I know he won't be able to hurt her.
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My trust in love faded the day Ahana and I went our separate ways. All these years, my only intention with her was to make her realize her mistake, by any means necessary. I never thought about falling in love with her again, nor did I realize that I never really fell out of love with her.
Now, I can't stand myself. I feel revolting, seeing the puffiness around her eyes because of me. I disgust myself for this. It feels like my chest is being crushed every time I see her in pain.
It’s been two days since the misunderstanding at my mansion, and it shouldn't affect me this much. After all, this is what I wanted, right? But my mind just can’t seem to keep up with me since that day. How do I tell her it wasn't what she saw?
She informed my P.A. that she'd already met Mahira to finalize the decoration. When I drove to my office, hoping to catch a glimpse of her, she was already gone. It's been two days since I've seen her, but it feels like years. I've tried reaching out to her, but her responses have been strictly professional. Still, I know she’s probably just caught up in her new project. I sometimes forget she's not just an event planner, but a biomedical scientist too. She really does work hard.
I’ve got to wrap up my pending meetings and finish some tasks, as we’ve planned a four-day cruise party. I've decided that I'll talk to Ahana there, away from everything. I believe it could be the right moment to clear things up.
