How dare he give me angry looks when he was the one who hit me?
" If you girls don't know how to drive then why do you try?! " He shouted and my eyes widened.
He uses the wrong side. He hits my scooty. I am lying on the ground. I am hurt. And yet he dares to shout at me. Why do I always meet these people?
I stood up on my own while my wrist hurted like hell. Some people even removed their phones out to record what was happening.
Oh my god, what is happening to this world?
" Excuse me, it wasn't me who used the wrong side. It was you. You should thank God that this wasn't a big accident or else you would be probably bribing me to not to file a complaint against you" I replied.
" What about the god damn scratch you gave my car? " He told pointing towards the small scratch.
" You have guts to care about your stupid car whereas here a person is hurt? You practically dropped something when you hit my scooty. Here it is. Your brain " I said and bent to pick up his imaginary brain and literally threw it on his side making a face.
" Do you know who I am? " The typical rich brat threat he gave me and I rolled my eyes.
" I don't even want to " I replied and shot him a nasty look.
" Agh, you girls are so irritating " he muttered.
Such a sexist jerk!
" Agh, you guys who can never accept your mistakes " I muttered copying his tone.
When he gave me a look I just gave him a tight lipped smile.
" So now are you going to pay for the damage you caused to my scooty? " I asked a question I already knew the answer to.
The guy who cannot accept his mistake will put hands in his pocket to pay? Nah.
" Why would I pay? You should pay to me " he said and I clapped.
" Wait, I'll not pay you but I can surely make you pay " I threatened him back.
The habit of mine of threatening people as if I have three four bunglows under my name, two bodyguards who follows me everywhere I go and keeps me safe from trouble, a gang of goons who will hide the body when I give them money, some loaded guns and knifes in my house, will put me in danger one day. Sadly, I don't have any bodyguards. and more sadly I don't have money to afford the goons.
I am unarmed but I behave as if I run some armed forces.
Anyways, Mafia queen Ananya, I am. Bow to the queen.
" Do you even know who Randeep Chadda is? " He asked, his voice loud and dominating. I just shook my head.
" Sounds like an uncle-ish, villain-ish name. But how did he come in between this conversation? Did he go missing or something? I might threaten you like I have some goons stored but no, I don't know where he is, okay "
Mafia Queen Ananya was not scared okay. She was not scared.
" I am Randeep Chadda " he declared as if it was a world famous, house hold name.
Who is he? Don't tell me he is a real Mafia King unlike Queen Ananya.
I've read too many Mafia novels. I need to stop.
" Then why did you ask me, Man? " I asked irritatedly.
" You! " He pointed a finger towards me and took a step ahead.
" Me? " I asked and took a step with the same fiercely look.
I took a glance on my wrist watch in between. Fuck, I going to be late on my first day I think.
" You need to stop fighting!" He said me.
Out of 7 billion people in this world, how many doesn't know the meaning between fighting and arguing? I need to know the names to make them understand what fighting actually is.
I'm a black belt in karate, don't underestimate me!
Okay not black, but atleast I'm a blue belt.
" I'm not fighting! " I shouted back looking directly into his eyes.
" That you are! " He shouted back.
" Arey, but tum galat ho, pehle wrong side se aana hai, meri hi gaadi ko tokna hai aur fir mujhe hi dhamkiyan deni hai jaise ki main dar jaugi. Kon ho tum? Koi Politician? Ya criminal? Jo bhi ho, Maine nahi Darna kisi aaire gaire se " I said trying to calm myself.
[Hey, you are wrong, first you came from the wrong side, hit my vehicle and then you're giving me threats like I should be scared. Who are you? A politician? Or a criminal? Whoever you are I'm not scared of someone like you.]
He argues one more time and I break the glasses kept on his nose along with it.
" What is happening here? " I and the guy heard this voice.
It should be a cop, I would love to file a complaint now. But it feels like I have heard this voice somewhere.
I turned my head on the direction of the voice to see where it was coming from. It was a guy in a suit with his slight curls dancing on his face. He ran a hand through them to settle them. His face showed no emotions but just calmness. His voice polite but loud enough for anyone to hear it. I recognised the face very easily. It wasn't really hard to recognise someone who hasn't changed much.
But Oh my my, this world is too small!
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So who is it? *Coughs* pretending as if no one could ever guess it.
What do you think about the fighter Ananya? She can fight anywhere, anytime with anyone. But I love her.
So meet you in the next part :D
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RomanceBook #1 of the Stars Series. ~She taught him to speak out loud He taught her to hear the silence~ ✨ "Do you remember, What the hell did you do Miss Ananya Rajput?" He said and ran his fingers through his hair. "Way to ruin his styled hair" the de...
