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Anushka did not wallow in self pity. She did not cry over men and the most important of them all, she did not eat carbs all day like the girls who ate their feelings.
So what she did was get up early in the morning and go for a morning jog. Then she hit the gym, working out for two hours straight.
She was hot. Fuck, she was gorgeous. So why did she have to mope around like that? She deserved better than asking men to walk all over her.
She decided she wasn't going to let her personal life turn the other one into a complete disaster.
After having a healthy breakfast, she took steady steps and bounced inside her red ferrari. She drove it to his office.
Virat Kohli.
The man who blamed her for everything and had even refused to issue the certificate accepting that she had completed her internship according to his secretary.
She didn't know he could be that unprofessional but he was.
She didn't understand why Gautam would speak to her in that way, she didn't understand why Gautam would get offended after listening to her one night stand when minutes ago, he was quite literally explaining about his sexual encounter with that tourist.
She didn't understand why Virat would blame her for that night even though he did everything with his own choice.
She didn't understand why men were so hypocritical.
She didn't understand why women were considered play things for these men.
Sometimes all we need to do is step outside and remind ourselves of who we really are, as people.
Anushka did exactly that. Who was she? A badass who didn't let anyone but herself make her feel like she wasn't enough.
She shouldn't have to feel guilty because Gautam has feelings for her and she most certainly didn't have to feel guilty for Virat. It wasn't all her fault.
So in her tight fitted pants, brown top and dead straight hair..she entered the building of Kohli Incorporations.
She entered the elevator and walked straight inside Virat's office without asking for permission from anyone.
Virat stood there in his perfect stupid suit and with his perfect face looking at Anushka with shocked yet cold face.
Anushka didn't care less. Yes, she found him attractive and yes she felt a deep connection with him but he didn't. So screw it!
"I told you I didn't wanna see you again." He said flatly.
Anushka smirked.
"I'm not here to see the man who slept with me, I'm here to see my boss who is not issuing me my certificate." She responded smartly.
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