Chapter 2

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Isha P.O.V

My mind was clouded with his thoughts. I felt my heart pounding faster and my palms became sweaty. He is my worst nightmare.

"Hey, Are you okay? " He asked waving his hands in front of my eyes.

"I am fine ", I said in a hesitant tone.

" I always came here. There is a certain type of peace sitting here and enjoy your drink", Azman said with a smile.

I tightly pressed the edge of the table as I was feeling suffocated.

I took a sip of coffee to ease down my nervousness.

He took a fork and put a piece of my brownie in his mouth. What the hell? How dare he to eat my food?

"You can't eat my food without my consent", I said pulling the plate near me.

" If you can sit on my place without my consent, I can also eat your brownies", He said simply shrugging.

The nerve of this man.

"You know what. You can have this cake and your seat. I am going ", I said angrily.

" I am sorry, isha. I shouldn't have said that", He said holding me by my wrist.

I was frozen by his statement. I have heard those exact words from him. My hands were shivering.

"It's okay. I have to go to work ", I said free my hands from his grip.

" How you came to know that my name is Isha. I didn't even tell you my name", I said narrowing my eyes.

"Huh. I guessed it ", He said scratching the back of his neck.

" Beautiful name for a beautiful girl", He said smiling at me.

He is such a creep. His words are so cringed. If I had heard those words before years ago, I would have blushed. But I feel disgusted by the people who use such words.

"Will you stop using those lines? It's so cheesy and disgusting", I said with a disappointed face.

" Woah, so you are not that type of girl who melts at one cheesy statement", He said with a smirk.

Not anymore.

"So, you are playing hard to get type girl. You are so challenging and believe me I love challenges", He said with a smirk.

" So, you are that type of man who understands girl as a challenge ", I said putting my hands on my chest.

" Not exactly challenge. I understand them as an aim to achieve. And believe me, I always get what I want ", He said with a smirk plastered on his face.

My anger flared. The old me would have run away with fear but not anymore. I took my cup of coffee and pour at him. His white shirt was stained with coffee. Everyone's eyes were on us.

" I hope that you may understand now that not every girl is a challenge. Success should be your aim, not a girl. Next time, think twice before flirting with any girl", I said with a smirk.

He was an expressionless face but I can see his jaw ticked.

I pull a couple of notes from my purse and slammed it on the table.

"I am sorry for ruining your shirt. You can buy a new one. To be honest, I don't regret it at all", I said with a smirk and left him there. Everyone's eyes were on me but I don't feel a little nervous.

I pull out my car from the parking area and drive to my office.

That Azman destroys my whole mood.

I reached my workplace and angrily marched through my office.

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