hello there!
i know i promised sunday , but i was tired , yeah :P
without further delays ,
here's the first chapter!
i hope you like it <3
{p.s. please dont tell me its small! :{
i wanted only this much for the first chapter , so yeah xD
the updates will get longer :)))) }
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Randhir Singh Shekhawat rubbed him temple for the hundredth time in the day.
He had been in bad situations before and he'd , no doubt , be in worse in future.
He could handle it .
These people could never make him sweat.
He grimaced as he sipped in the
wine , while he surveyed the hall .
Every gulp of wine was making his head throb like a temple's bell.
''Randhir! You can pack in , no one suspects a thing! '' Parth Kashyap murmured in his ears.
Parth Kashyap , Jignesh Kamtar and Sahil Sharma stood around him like a shield.
Randhir couldn't have had been anymore thankful to god for giving them friends like these.
From the college days they had been together, and had always dreamed of working together. Getting rich together.
They had found him in the
hospital while he lay unconscious yawning a gaping hole in his memory.
They hadn't cosseted him , rather they had behaved like complete bas***ds.
Randhir was thankful to them for this.
''I have been told I never leave a party early!" Randhir answered.
''Its your party , for God sake! Tell these investors to f**k off and...'' Sahil intervened.
''No sahil! We want their money ,remember!?" Jiggi retorted.
Sahil scowled as he scanned the room.
The four of them had a huge idea of business since their college days , which after a lot of struggle had finally kicked in.
The fact that Randhir had forgotten half the investors could make them nervous.
He remembered the three of them
perfectly.
All the days they spent in the college, every moment , every victory.
A couple approaching them immediately grabbed their attention, to randhir's discomfort.
''The couple advancing is Mr and Mrs Malhotra. The wife's name is Suzan.
They have already paid for the deal.'' Parth leaned in instantly.
Skittering away from the shelter of his friends , Randhir extended an arm courteously and moved forward.
''Its so nice to see you Mr Malhota! '' he quipped confidently.
Suzan blushed as he kissed her palm.
''How is the project shaping up? ''
'' Perfectly! We have brought the land , and the construction has begun. The factory will be standing magnificent in around 12 months and the production of the cars will immediately follow! "
The four of them were business partners.
After so much efforts ,
They had finally been able to get the investors believe in the prototype of their dream sports car.
The production was finally going to begin.
They had searched the perfect location for their factory and Randhir had personally visited the island and cracked the deal.
And suddenly, he started feeling conscious.
His nape started pricking as he scanned the room for the reason of his discomfort.
His gaze swept pass a woman , and he instantly refocused back.
She was petite , dressed in a dark pink fluffy cocktail dress which reached her knees .
she was wearing killer heels.
He couldn't remember seeing her earlier.
But she was beautiful , no doubt.
He rubbed his temple again .
OH! What would he not do for bloody painkillers!
AS he faked a smile at Mr Malhotra , who was ranting GOD KNOWS what, he felt someone boring his skull persistently.
He turned again , only to see that woman shooting daggers at him.
he felt uncomfortable. Surely he hadn't seen her before. OR had he ?
Her eyes held a certain amount of flare in them.
She had expressions such that she already despised him.
Randhir cursed his disease.
Selective amnesia, the doctor had told him.
Utter bull!
Amnesia only happened to fat women in daily serials , not confident men like him.
The doctor had told him there was a physiological reason behind his memory loss.
Again BULL!
Who the f**k would want to loose his memory!
He excused himself , as he approached her.
She didn't even bug , and continued to look at him fearless.
"" SORRY! Have we met ?!" he asked curiosly.
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