Ms. Bliss, I came Uninvited

Ms. Bliss, I came Uninvited

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"I don't like you." "No, I don't" "Yes, you do." "No I don't like you!" "No, you don't like me!" "Yes, I do!", a single line could affect the whole situation. This line was repeated in my mind. Siya, just confessed she likes me! Her face turned out to be a bright red tomato and she quickly stood up. "Advait, Your psychological tricks are a waste of time. I don't like you!" she glared once, such as shooting an arrow sharp through me. Making me fall for her more... ________________ Siya And Advait. Two strangers worse than that, Competitors. Met each other- Out of fate or maybe by misunderstanding. Advait enjoys pleasure in his own life. Less friends. Hard Work. Dedication. Passion. Was all in him. But without the hitch of a Goal? Siya, innocent and lovely isn't just what makes her but smart and intelligent too. Friends and friends. Smart work. Focus. Beauty. Was all in her. But is everything just for a goal?
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C O M P L E T E D "Date me," he spins the whiskey around in the glass and fixes me with a smirk. I roll my eyes the moment the words roll off his tongue. "Are you really that desperate?" I scoff in response, fighting back the ever prominent blush. His smirk widens as my face flushes red and he leans over the countertop towards me. I step back. "Name your price," he replies, his words cool and smooth like ice cream. Only I would reference food at a moment like this. Anger rolls around in the pit of my stomach; I may not have money but I have morals. "You can't buy people, Grant," The words fall out of my mouth and he recoils as if slapped. I'm glad. Stupid rich boy and his player ways. "Bet I can," I resist the urge to slap the smug look of his face and scoff again. "Right," I drag out the word, rolling my eyes. I step away from the counter and turn my back on him, desperate to leave. But he speaks again. "Date me. Two months. If you fall for me for my money, I win. If I fall for you for who you really are, you win." I consider this for a moment. I have nothing to loose and really not much to gain. But I'm so desperate to put the asshole in his place that I can't resist. I'm a sucker for a bet. "Deal."

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