R-“Well you could have asked driver to drop her” he said it with smirk

O-“Well point”

S-“Shut up both of you she’s our guest”

OmRu-“Ho just guest”

Shivay looked at them in disbelieve

S-“Get into the car, before I kick your bloody asses”

Hearing shivay threat, OmRu burst laughing and sat inside car, seeing their brother annoyed face

“Well I guess she’ll become more than guest” muttering to himself, he smiled and sat inside the car
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Next day morning sunrays peed inside Anika’s room, she lazily opened her eyes and sat with jerk

-Anika-

Wait it’s my room, I’m in my room, but how is it possible, as far I remember I was with shivay, we were in car, the journey was really boring I remember closing my eyes, that’s it, but how come I’m in my room, did shivay bought me to my room (She had shock face)

(Slapping her head)

Anika you are mad, why’ll he carry me, but it was only him, god please safe me from this confusion

Wait it’s better to ask him directly

I saw the time, and went to get ready

-End-

Anika came out of shower, going to her closet; she picked white dress and black belt and got ready,

Coming down, she greeted Daadi, having breakfast she left OM
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Reaching OI, she went to her cabin, and opened her laptop and stared to work

She got call from her sexy BagadBilla

S-“Anika to my cabin now”

Saying he disconnect the call, muttering arrogant jerk she left to meet him

She knocked his cabin door, hearing come in,

She went inside

She saw him immersed in work, without seeing her

S-“Take those files and check for the errors and report it to me, and call Mr. John secretary and fix the meeting, you’ll find it in your contact list, and is there any meeting schedule”

He asked not giving her chance to breath

A-“No Mr. Oberoi, you don’t have any other meeting as far now, and yes I’ll fix your meeting with Mr. John, is there anything else Mr. Oberoi”

S-“No, you may leave”

She grab those file and was about to leave

A-“Mr. Oberoi” she called him

Shivay looked at her with raised brows and

S-“What it is Miss Trivedi”

A-“Umm, who dropped me to my room last night”

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