Part 3B

Part 3B
hay, this FF is in chapter and each chapter divided in to few parts depending on how long each chapter is. 🙂 enjoy please comment

I didn’t move my eyes from him as i glared in to his disgusting soul. I couldn’t ignore the thought he was good looking to. Why all the asshole have to be good looking?
I was so angry that I mixed one of the most disgusting drink together and threw it back and he drank it without any complain. I looked at him with shock and surprise, for fast few minute we only had few words…

nice drink!’ he spoke while took seep now and than. He did not look at any girl except stare at me through out the evening which bothered me. I didn’t like his look. I was not sure why but his light brown eyes were different. Different than any other I have ever encountered but I couldn’t look way as the stare became  a competition. Like he wanted me to stare at him and do nothing in this busy club.

Everyone looked at us strangely, I was not sure the reason but I did not want to find out why either…

I am surprised you drinking this!’ I told him with little concern.
‘trust me baby, I will make you pay big time for this!’ he gritted his teeth as he drank, and he was almost there, getting in to the zone but he still kept a straight face and looked at me.
you called it out to your self!’ I smiled as I added vodka with many other which looked awful!, I wonder how the hell is he drinking this.
khushi!’ I called as I looked at him. ‘do you have Poisson I wanted to add to the next!’
He widen his eyes at my bluntness.
‘yes, I have rat Poisson!’

Khushi really brought one and I seriously popped it in his drink.
He shockingly looked at me, anyone barely noticed except me and khushi and mr khurana.
‘it was an accident!… Opps!’

He stared at me as he took the glass and I dared him to drink. Something was running throw his face, an anger, eruption that will emerge any moment, I could feel he will throw the drink but instead he took the glass and just about to drink when someone called me from the back and that made me move my eyes from his and he won. He drooped the glass on the counter as it broke.
I win… Miss Handa!’ I looked back with a shock and than back at the waiter who called me. I was so irritated, because it was his so called wh**e.
‘so you are not that brave I see! I annoyingly spoke. ‘you have fear as that was the proof. You cheat to win.’
no!’ he exclaimed, the anger vanished. ‘this is call using your brain, and don’t worry I don’t mind drinking the sleeping pill!’

I looked at him annoyingly. ‘combination of alcohol and sleeping pill… Poisson to!’ I snapped. ‘I am done and my shift ended, have a good night!’

I walked off with anger and that smirk on his face irritated me the most.

I walked out of the back door at 2am. Now where will I look for a cab other than walking for 20 minutes, it was too late, usually uncle sam would drop me. I sighed. I can not wait for a propped job. I deserve it. I pulled my shoulder bag and hugged my coat little. The January cold have started to touch my bone… I always loved the cold wind compare to the summer so I can snuggle up on my bed. My little moment did not go far in my dream land as Mr khurana started to join me. I nearly jumped as his shoulder touched mine.

I don’t think we have not met properly!‘ he looked at me with little smile which was annoying.
‘I don’t want to mr khurana!’ I walked up along the empty street as he flowed me.
why are you flowing me mr khurana? Don’t you have your stress relief?’
no… Not today, like I said, we did not met properly yet. I am Maan khurana.’ he stopped on my path and looked extremely drank yet still have sense. I can’t believe he was still standing there after how much disgusting drink I gave him.
I took a shy breath knowing he was not leaving me. He was stubborn but I had my point to. ‘look Mr khurana if you really think I will sleep with you than forget it. I won’t even in million years. I rather die, or go and merry some blind man than you. You have sicken me with your disgusting attitude, I have no interest in you. So please leave me alone, I am tired and not a millionaire like you, I have to work for living and I have early day tomorrow, so please. Excuse me!’ I finished in my tirade voice and he genuinely looked at me like he was worried. Faker! Idiot.
‘I can drop you home…‘ he said softly. I was surprised he did not argue back or came up with something idiotic.

I gave him a glare and said ‘no thank you., I am close!’

I slid my body side way and walked way from there, leaving him standing alone.


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Part 3A

Part 3A
hay, this FF is in chapter and each chapter divided in to few parts depending on how long each chapter is. 🙂 enjoy please comment

Few weeks passed as I have last encountered mr khurana, I was glad. I have never met one of those millionaire closely, until maan, and never to met him again. Closely at-least.

I walked in with a smile, hugging khushi, and was ready for the busy day but my eyes annoyingly looked at the handsome man who walked in and looked straight at me. I could see he was not surprised and shocked and to be honest I cared least if he knew I was the reason why he was kicked out. Surprisingly he had no of his usual girls.

‘may I help you’ tony asked, another waitress. She wore see through cloths and anyone’s eyes only feel on her boobs.

‘no baby, maybe next time!’ maan smiled as he looked at me. Something told me, he only came here because I was there.

I looked at khushi and whispered, ‘hope he have STD!’ the man who heard me other day taking about my dad being dead, looked at me again amusingly. He was coming here allot. And now I have Mr khurana!

Khushi laughed.

‘yes sir, how can I help!’ he looked at my casual dress up and down.
‘sex!’ he winked.
I felt like throwing the bottle at his face. I think he got that impression. And smiled back.
‘sexy, you are not looking sexy as all the other!’

Khushi giggled next to me as mr khurana continued. ‘may I have the pleasure to dance!’

I couldn’t believe he had the gut to ask me for dance. I felt like punching him hard, but ignored my anger.

‘I am sorry mr stranger. Do I know you?’ I looked at the next customer, I could see from his face that he was offended that I rejected the offer. All my staff knew I threw him out of the club weeks back and here he is back again.

‘I am not done yet! Excuse me!’ he pushed my customer out and stood in front of me. I could here all the waitress taking with jealousy and annoyed and surprised how I can reject the maan. The khurana.

‘what drinks can I get you?’ I asked again, this time plightly.

He brought out his wallet and took out bundle of money and than threw the card on the table. He sat on the high tool, in front of me and demanded, ‘serve me until I say enough!’ he was demanding and I did not like that look. He looked at Ron who came from behind wondering what’s going on.
another man came by and stood at the back of mr khurana, an elderly man. The man who picked him up when I threw him out. He gave maan another bundle of money and maan threw that to rob.
‘she will be serving me only!’

I looked at him as rob came by who was annoyed with this spoil brat. Rob was understanding which was nice, but I stopped him, which brought a smile on maan’s face.
‘let it be rob! It’s a customer!’

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Part 2

Part 2
hay, this FF is in chapter and each chapter divided in to few parts depending on how long each chapter is. 🙂 enjoy please comment

I walked in to my apartment and was straight to bed. I woke up at 12 noon and looked at the clock and than my phone. It was arnav, telling me if I was interested to come to the library. I have so much study to do. I looked at my sister who was busy with her study.
‘gosh I met this asshole yesterday, I lazily spoke while I walked in to the bathroom to have cold shower. I let the water do its magic to wake me up from this throbbing headache I had because of that idiot.’

As I walked out my sister looked at me, ‘what happen next?’

‘we had little arguments than bouncer threw him out. Seriously I hate rich people! He probably some CEO of some famous business or many!’ I spoke.

‘I have to go to the library. See you soon. I got good tips yesterday, nearly 1000 dollar!’

My sister looked least interested, as she hide her self in the book…


I walked in to the library and there was no one their except arnav. I smiled and sat opposite of him.

We studied until 6pm and than he asked me if I mind coming to a house party with him. He asked me few times before but I said no! Knowing dad will be there too, but he had pleading eyes and something told me he found about his mum. So I accepted.

I put on one of my red dress and black shoe with light makeup, yet still looking pretty. That’s what jessy told me. Arnav picked me up sharp at 9, and we walked in to the 40 million dollers worth bungalow. I am not sure how my dad is friend with this filth. I used to come often when I was young, but not any more as there family disgust me, more than my dad.

The house was filled with alcohol and rich who was trying put a show and amongst them I saw the man I threw out. I looked at him as he stared at me across the vast hall. Oh oh…
All I was hoping he wouldn’t remember me that I kicked him out in front of everyone.

I looked at him as he reached towards me, oh god, if  he shouts at me again, I will shout back. Who gives Dam about him. He walked towards me and arnav smiling! What they knew one another, this sick man! Probably sleeping with his mum! Ehh that’s disgusting.

‘hay maan!’ he smiled as they shook hand. He had a charming smile, with light brown eyes, and Armani tuxedo. Looking dashing in another word.

He looked at me and than back at arnav and than back at me again. All I was hoping he did not recognize me at all.

‘have I met you before?’ he questioned.
Arnav looked at me almost accusing, he obviously knew what type of men he was.

‘are you sure maan!’ arnav asked maan. She is my friend, well we have been friend since age 1!’ arnav looked at me with surprise as we never have a thought that we were childhood friend.
‘do you know maan?’ arnav looked at me as I stood there little taken back at thinking how good his memory was as he was out of his mind when we threw him out. ‘he is the CEO of the khurana empire! You know the multibillion-dollar business dad always talk about!’
I forcefully smiled as I looked at him and his cocky face. Fool of him self. He was expecting a yes but i ruined it.

‘no! I never have. Not into business! You know that arnav!’ I punched him playfully as maan looked at me with irritation.

‘you must have hard about me, I mean who does not know me.’ he angrily spoke.

‘you are very full of your self aren’t you Mr Khruna. Well knock knock welcome to the reality not everyone knows you!’
I gave a annoying glare and walked off pulling arnav. ‘where is your mum, I want to say hello!’ I smiled as I could see maan’s glare at me. ‘is he one of the bed buddy of your mum?’ arnav wasn’t amused but he gave out a gentle laugh as we both glared at him disgustingly and walked off In to the crowed. I could see his annoying glare but I ignored.

I walked up-stare and saw one of the most shocking thing as I pushed the door open of arnavs mum. I pushed my hand over my mouth and pushed arnav out before he could see what was going on. He looked at me with surprised.

‘mum is in there!’ arnav spoke confusingly.

I was confused at what to say or how to put my words in to a sentence. ‘let’s just say we will come later!’ I pulled arnav along with me as he flowed like a good child.

That was sick, that was disgusting, who would sleep with your own sons friend. What the hell James thinking sleeping with 50 years old women, although she looked well young, in her early 40. It reminded me of the rich people’s plastic surgery. I am glad my dad never reached that top however arnavs dad who is my dads childhood friend have ruined him. My mum was an asshole to fall for idiot like my dad, however I would never say they are there for love, they are there only for sake of us.

‘are you ok?’ I asked arnav with comforting tone.
‘yea!’ he sadly spoke.
‘when did you find out?’ I questioned and he knew what I was asking.
‘last night, when dad was out and I knocked on my mums door and found out her with James!’ he felt disgust.

We both took our sit in front of the bar and just realized this plastic, fake and disgusting world wasn’t for us at all. We don’t belong here.

‘cheers to the weirdness and not fitting in!’ we both laughed with pain as I saw my dad with arnavs dad, talking enjoying while my mum was home… Alone, lonely…

I sadly smiled and looked way. ‘we both born at the wrong place. I think god misplaced us!’ we laughed again when mr khurana walked in without a invitation . ‘may I?’

I truly did not know him If I be honest and I did not know any of the billionaires. I knew the name of company as I see them on the new York street but no clue who is the CEO! And neither I want to boast that I am friend with some. I rather stay poor.

‘umm…’ I looked at arnav.
‘sure man!’

‘common arnav, is time to spend that money of yours! You need to man up!’ he smiled at arnav as he took seep of vodka. I was not amused at that talk.
‘I know some good girl who can!’ before he could continue I distracted.
‘you mean good wh**e?’ I pointed my eye brow up and looked at his smirk. He was almost waiting for me to but in.
‘that’s right!’ he pointed the drink, but I won’t call them wh**e! They are my stress relief.

I felt sick at his words and gave out a look he probably never got one from any girl but something was telling me he was enjoying my pice of mind.

He looked at me like he was barely effected, that made me smirk.

‘not everyone is like you mr khurana and your wh**e.’ I smiled, ‘you can take your pant off where ever you let that be 60 years old grandma!’
Oh that word felt sick but he was pissing me off. I jumped off the bar and kissed arnav on the cheek. ‘thank you for the Lovely evening. I have to go!’ I looked at maan and emphasized lovely. I took my purse from the side and looked at arnav back. ‘don’t be a dick like your mum and dad!’ I gave another annoying glare at maan and left.


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