Dareen
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"Working with me won't be easy, so you better take care of everything here. A mistake can destroy you. In other words, everything has to be perfect, or you'll have to pay for any bungle." "You're always bossy like that?" "Call me whatever you want. I don't care what you think." Elliot Evans is a synonom to "Authorative". All his life rotates around his work. He demands respect and craves appreciation. Any type of relationship is forgotten during his working hours. In his point of view, true love is not about things, it's about feelings. Dareen Isaac is a normal collage kid, but something in her is different. Dareen is always professional when it comes to work, and nothing would ever change that. Dareen and Elliot didn't agree on much. In fact, they rarely agreed on anything, they fought all the time and they challenged each other everyday, but despite their differences, they had one important thing in common, they were both searching for true love. Will they ever find it?
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