The Rules Of Pursuit
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He uncrossed his legs and leaned forward in his chair. "Tell them partner, who was it?"
"It was Natasha." I said unevenly.
"Lie." He hissed. "It was me."
"You really thought that I was the kind of guy who would leave one girlfriend and jump to another." Avinash's words felt like daggers "I felt bad for you, after the Cafeteria incident, I was just being nice to you as one human to another, and you mistook it for romantic interest."
"Ha!" I couldn't take it anymore "you thought I wanted to be your girlfriend ? Don't overestimate yourself Chauhan. Girls like Dumbini want dumb boyfriends like you." I scoffed.
He glared at me.
"Yes it was to make you jealous." I was not going to give him what he wanted "but not because I wanted to be your girlfriend. I would never want you," I ridiculed him " to be my boyfriend. Mandy and I had a bet, that I will make you take my virginity before Christmas next year. All this was just to win that bet."
Didn't see that coming, did you jock?
"Well, you may not be worth being a boyfriend, but you surely are worth a good fuck." I said coolly, while my mind was in a turmoil.
"And you thought I would take YOUR virginity."
He replied recovering from the shock. "I would rather jerk myself, thank you."
******
Plump and clumsy Naxi is overwhelmed when she receives the letter of acceptance from the College of Espionage with a clause of non-disclosure, thus preventing her from revealing about it to her parents.
As she embarks on her journey to become a spy, her path crosses with the smoldering distraction in the form of Avinash Chauhan, her college senior. She knows he is out of her league, yet she can't keep away from the chase just to win a silly bet, unaware that the pursuit would transform her into someone she would despise forever.
Caught at the unexpected crossroads, Naxi Banerjee has to decide whether she is ready to become the subject of her own hatred just to win Avinash Chauhan.
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