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Chapter 27

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A R Y A M M A N

It must be 4 AM when I stepped out of the car, a little shaky due to the over effect of the alcohol, with my right head almost non-functional. I wanted to step right inside my room and fall asleep forgetting the world but I couldn't since a bunch of reporters, who were sitting outside my mansion, approached me.

Who even pays them to do this at 4 in the night— or morning— or whatever?

"What do you think sir, are you bagging the Performer Of The Year award or will it go to Manik Malhotra?"

"Where are you coming from, at 4 in the night sir? Is it the girl you've been secretly dating?"

"Are you coming after robbing a bank?"

"Are you and Nandini Murthy related? She was spotted with your rival Manik Malhotra this night and your car was on the same route to. Do you have any comments about this?"

"Is Manik Malhotra secretly dating Nandini? What would you say about this since you were spotted with Nandini too?"

"Is she Manik Malhotra's new mistress— owing to the amount of girl's he's been seen with?"

"Is Miss. Murthy a bed warmer?"

My feet halted in my place and I left the handle of the iron gates as I closed my eyes for a few seconds before turning, the face of the reporter who asked the last question flashed in front of my eyes and I held his collar with every ounce of force with me, while the other reporters flashed their cameras at us, and I blocked them out.

"What did you fucking say?" I asked slowly and swooned ahead my arm until it hit his chin and he fell straight to the ground by my punch.

I leaned in front of him, picking his collars again. "No one gets to say a fucking word against this girl, get that?" My voice was dangerously low as I left the bleeding man back to the ground with disgust and got up, turning towards the other reporters.

"I know this is your work, I understand and respect that. But that doesn't give you the right to degrade any girl, let that be Nandini alone. Manik is a jerk and I'm not going to talk about him, but I know Nandini personally and she is nothing as anyone comments. Leave her alone, she's a normal girl living her life. I want no words against her, if anyone even tries to do that, you'd have to face my wrath," I told them and they nodded unaffectedly, recording my statement.

My head ached from all the alcohol burning in my body and I couldn't comprehend if this was reality or a dream, but whatever it was, no one gets to disrespect a girl. And here, the girl they're talking about was Nandini—, ofcourse they'd have to face my wrath.

"Sir please tell us something about Manik and her?" Another reporter asked as I turned back. This couldn't be reality. This was a god damn nightmare, with Manik Malhotra's name everywhere around me.

"I have nothing to say. If they're together, I wish them the very best," I nodded, a fake smile glued upon my lips. This was about this industry, you have to be nice to everyone no matter how you really feel.