Magical Love
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RAKSHIT SHERGILL-Owner and Ceo of Shergill group of Company and many more. one of the best Company in whole world. 29years old guy. Cold hearted, ruthless, arrogant. He always get what he want. He can't show his emotion to anyone. He always carries a serious demeanour and an intimidating aura. He is most famous for his looks and sexy body. Every girls want him.
DRISHTI SHARMA- A simple, beautiful, intelligent, kind, innicent girl. 23 years old. Big hearted girl. Girl who wanted to achieve her dreams but has no courage to voice her opinions in front of her parents. She can't show her emotions to anyone. Every boy want her.
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They both were sitting in silence and their hand are intertwined.
"Rakshit" she broke the silence.
"Hmm" he hummed.
"Can you do a favour for me?" She asked.
"Anything princess...just tell me" he said.
"DON'T LOVE ME PLEASE" she said making him shock. He looked at her with wide eyes.
"W..what are you saying?" He asked.
"Don't love me" she said looking at him tears flowing from her eyes.
"W..what? He said tears flowing from his eyes.
"This is our last meeting. Please take care of yourself" she said caressing his stuble.
"You are joking right" he asked hopefully holding her hand which is on his cheeks.
"Noo...You deserve much better than me" she said cupped his face and capture his lips.
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"Please Princess don't go. I can't leave without you. I LOVE YOU" He said holding alcohol bottle in hand and sitting on floor in his room crying.
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