๋࣭ ⭑⚝ 𝟭𝗦𝗧 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗢𝗙 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦
Can I kiss you, meri jaan?" he whispered softly while tucking a strand of hair behind my ear and gently holding my face in his hand.
I couldn't help but think that this man would be the deat...
ज़ख़्म पे मरहम, तेरे नैना फूलों पे शबनम, तेरे नैना जग भूले-भूले, तेरे नैना दिल छू ले छू ले, तेरे नैना तेरे नैनों के आगे जो तारे भी शरमाये तेरे नैना, तेरे नैना, तेरे नैना रे
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As I walked into the cabin, I saw my two friends, whom I often call monkeys, lounging lazily on the couch. They both looked up at me as I shut the door behind me. Ishaan, one of them, excitedly jumped up from the couch and hurried towards me like a monkey.
"You're here!" Ishaan exclaimed excitedly before hugging me tightly. This idiot is going to kill me one day.
"Now let go of me. Do you want to kill me?" I said while trying to free myself from his grip.
"Kya, tu mujhe achhe se hug bhi nahi karne deta hai," he said, pouting like a pig. I looked at Dhruv for help, but he gave me a look that said, "Handle this shit. I've been dealing with this for a long time." I glared at Ishaan, hoping to scare him into silence, but instead, he looked at me innocently.
"Anyway, I want to meet bhabhi," Ishaan said excitedly. Why is this guy always so enthusiastic?
"Toh ja na, mil le," I said, heading towards my seat.
"No, I'm feeling shy. Come with me," Ishaan replied, sounding like a shy girl. This guy is so overdramatic.
"Shut up and go away," I said coldly. But instead of leaving, he went to sit on the couch beside Dhruv. Ignoring him, I continued with my work. After a while, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in," I said, while still checking some files.
"Good morning, sir," someone said. I looked up to see my assistant, Mr. Sharma.
"Good morning, Mr. Sharma. Is there something you need to discuss?" I asked, returning to my work.
"Sir, I spoke with Mr. Bainchi's assistant. He said Mr. Bainchi is available tomorrow," Mr. Sharma informed me. I looked up at him and said, "Book my tickets to Spain immediately. I will be leaving this evening."
"Sure, sir," Mr. Sharma replied, bowing slightly before leaving the cabin.
"Wow, you're going to Spain?" Ishaan said excitedly. I had almost forgotten this idiot was still here.
"Are your ears not working?" I asked sarcastically. He pouted in response.
"I want to go to Spain too," he said innocently, grabbing my sleeve. I looked at him, annoyed. This guy won’t give up if I say no.
I picked up the intercom and called Mr. Sharma. He picked up within a minute.
"Mr. Sharma, book three tickets to Spain," I said before hanging up.
