Chapter4

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The chapter is dedicated to @WiseLemon for the story 'A Game That Destroys'. The book is really good, go check it out.
Guys, I know that the story till now seems so boring but I assure you that InshaaAllah in the next few chapters you wil find it interesting.
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Selam!!

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Javaad's POV:

I looked at the caller ID in my phone and a smile took place on my lips. Arnold, my best friend. He had been my friend since sophomore year. He is the only one with whom i feels the real me.
He is one of those people on whom I can trust without any doubt. He knows all about me, my past and my present.He is a party guy.

What a crap!! I am talking like he is my lover.

'Yes dude. Whatsup?' I asked in a relaxed tone.

' Dude, are you free  tonight?' He asked me with the background sound of traffic, cars engine and horns, indicating he is on his way to his office.

'Uhh....' Before i could answer, he cut me off. He is so impatient all the time like a girl on her PMSing.

'Dude you will take forever to  answer my question. Listen, tonight we are going to Enigma, its my girlfriend's birthday. You need to come or else i'll become a pain in your ass.' He said while laughing and i could tell that he will be smirking slyly.

'Ok... We will go together. What time?'  I asked my best friend.

'8 will be fine.' He said after thinking for a while.

'Ok..lovebird.'

Enigma is one of the expensive night club which is situated in a posh area. Arnold and me find it as the best meeting place and also a good party place.

I fixed my Bluetooth device in my ear and started my laptop. There were some important mails from my secretary about today's schedule.

Heck! It's going to be a hectic day.

I ran a hand through my hairs as the car stopped at the destination. The guard quickly opened the car door for me. I glanced at the building. How much of my hard work and patience is stored in this building!  I entered the building and all the employees started greeting Me. I just nodded to their greeting. This is my daily work.
As i reached my floor through my private elevator, the blonde receptionist  welcomed me. I went inside my room. The room was designed by the best architects and everything was according to my taste. The colour theme of the room was hazel and black. I don't know why i always admire things of hazel colour. It causes a feeling of ecstasy.

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