Chapter 2
Rishab wraps a jacket around her making a her wake up due to sudden contact .She smiles at him remembering a déjà vu where instead of Rishab Dipali wraps a jacket around him finding him alone in the mansion a few days after Hewas introduced as an Kundra ,
"Rishab you are here in my boutique?" She asks cheerfully as She stretches her hands and yawns making him Chuckle ,
"Dipali when will you stop sleeping while stitching?" ,
She pouts at him "So what brings the artist here ?"
"Tomorrow Dada is having a business party " He tells her disinterested
"I know it Rishab ..See I made a dress for myself " She shows him excitedly while He genuine smiles at her enthusiasm and gives her a thump up for her creation a Sleeves Black Floor touch Gown. Dipali is a Fashion Designer
"So what will you be wearing Rishab?" She asks excitedly whereas his face falls
"Aren't you attending ?" She asks sadly
"Leave about me Dipali ..Are you happy ?"
"What is there not to be happy Rishab?.."
"Even if Sultan brings a Date?.."
Her features changes just by the mere mention of his name
"It is his life.." She replies sadly
"How Long Will this go on Dipali ? --I can't see you like this .." He tells her tiredly
"Rishab Did you get into a fight Sultan?"
"Yes" He answers exasperatedly
"How many times Do I need to warn you stay away from him" She says enraged .
Rishab walks away telling "It is you have a bad taste of men --Dipali you need to follow your own advice"
A Lone tear slips down from her eyes.
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The Next Day
"How dare you dump me over a message ? " the Girl shouts at him furiously throwing fireballs through her eyes
"Hey what's wrong in that I added emoji 's too" He tells cheekily making her more angrier
"I am You are Woman"
Sultan laughs at her "My Women?..Aahh ...All the Women in the world are mine"
In a swift She had grabbed the drinks from his hands . Sultan flinches for a second wondering whether She is planning to throw it over him but visible relaxes seeing her gulping down
" Is it true that you grant a wish to the girls you dump ?"
"Yep Babe "
She takes out the keys of his new sports car and walks away cursing him
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"Where the Hell is Mr.Mukund Kundra ?" ,The Director and the producer yells frantically unable to locate him
Mishra , His Manager tries all his possible contacts to get him but the answer comes as switched off .Mukund Kundra is seen nonchalantly planning a piano humming to a song without a care to answer the incoming calls .
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RishBala FF : A Cinderella Tale
RomanceShe stops abruptly as a Familiar cologne hits her nostrils She freezes as his hot breath falls on her cheeks. As in reflex she closes her eyes "From all the people around why do you have to belong to Sultan?" He whispers softly . She wets her lips...
