The Billionaire's Vengeance (On Hold)

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Hey! Guys I am back with a new book. It's UNEDITED but hopefully with less mistake. It's completely different from the Billionaire's Pursuit. Would love to hear your thoughts
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"Yukti! Come on hurry up, will you?" Impatiently Venya urged her friend Sanyukta; who was completely immersed in her sketching, sitting under the Gulmohar tree situated in the middle of their college ground.

"Just let me finish this piece and then I'll come. I still don't understand all this fuss about this guest lecture." She muttered to Venya, flicking the strand of her hair falling in her eyes.

"I can't believe it. Are you truly a normal human being, forget about even being a girl." Venya gave her a look as if she didn't belong to this planet.

"I am completely normal. I believe it's you who have lost all the senses and everyone else along with you." Sanyukta rolled her eyes at Venya. "What is so darn special about a boring economic guest lecture? It is just beyond crazy. All the girls in college along with the teachers are drooling for this lecture and even boys aren't so far behind them." She shook her head at all this craziness, just for a mere guest lecture. The students, who used to find excuses to skip guest lectures, are equally eager to attend this one.

"See, you proved me right. You are not normal, my friend. The reason for everyone's excitement; or the craziness as you put it; is not for a boring economic lecture. Rather it's for the person who is delivering it. Don't you know who is going to deliver it?" Venya asked her.

"I know it's being delivered by Abhimanyu Pratap Chauhan. I just don't get what's the big deal about him."

"You really are something else." She shook her head at Sanyukta in exasperation. "The big deal about him is that, he is a freaking billionaire, making boys drool for him and on top of that he is nothing short of a Greek God, making the entire female population of our college going all gaga for him." She exclaimed.

"He may be a Greek God, but he is still a criminal. I can't believe our college is even conducting such a lecture, just to get some name and fame. Isn't it morally wrong on so many levels? What sort of a message will the students get?"

"For your information, there is no case against him and secondly, all these allegations are only found in the gossip columns. So you can't judge a person and pass your verdict based on some rumours." Venya tried to reason with her.

"Yeah, whatever. But remember rumours are always stemmed from some truth. Come on, ,leave all this, let's go to your dreaded lecture." Sanyukta closed her drawing book with a snap, knowing that her friend won't let her finish her master piece today, gathered her pencils and shoved everything in her bag, before getting up.

Venya is pursuing Bachelors in Business Management, while Sanyukta is doing Honours in Fine Arts. They've been best friends since their school time. Now being in different streams; they aren't able to spend time with each other as much they used to. So they came up with a plan. That they'll give each other company for the seminars and guest lecturers as there is no such boundation in their college that you have to be the part of the course to in order to attend it.

They entered the auditorium, where, the lecture was going to be conducted. Sanyukta knew, that she'll be bored to tears, so she carried her sketch book along with her to the auditorium. She dragged Venya towards the back rows. Where she can be in her own dream land; without getting disturbed by the boring long speeches; even though, Priya wanted to take the seat in the front row. But she threatens her to leave, if she was going to take the seat in the front rows. Venya didn't have any option but to sit with her in the last corner most seats.
They sat down, Venya grumpily while Sanyukta was grinning from ear to ear with the choice of her seating. She pulled out her sketch book along with two pencils; one in her hand and other one secured behind her ear and started doodling on it.

The lecture started as usual, a student doing an introduction, followed by the principal who introduced the speaker of the day aka the great Abhimanyu Pratap Chauhan as put by Sanyukta.

With a big round of applause he came on the stage and took his place behind the podium. From this far Sanyukta could see that he was well built, fitting his suit to perfection, with a mop of curly hair, set perfectly. Surprisingly, for the first time, she could see that students are actually interested to hear what he has to say. She looked around and found that no one was busy in their phones or chatting among themselves, everyone was keenly looking at the stage.

"Good morning! Everyone. Thank you so much for such a warm welcome and especially Principal Sir, for such an ego booster introduction. It's good to see such a jam packed hall, that too, for an Economic lecture. Are you sure you're not forced to attend it?" He said in his deep baritone. Making all the students laugh out a bit and shaking their head in a no, few of them even shout out a 'No'.
I must say he has the ability to lighten up the atmosphere. God surely gifted him with looks and even great voice. Sanyukta thought to herself

"So, coming on to the main topic of our discussion today, 'Green economics'. Many of you might have studied or heard about it right-"

The moment he said the word economics she went back to her own world and started sketching. She was so engrossed in her world she didn't even realize that he has stopped speaking and a deafening silence has taken place, waiting for a bang.

She felt a shadow fell on her book; she looked up to find dark caramel eyes glaring at her with fire in them. It was none other than the great Abhimanyu Pratap Chauhan.

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