True relationships,

have arguments, fights, hurting..

But it always ends with...

love..!

๑˙❥˙๑

P

**

Next Morning,

At Marriage Registrar Office

denim blue Mercedes Benz was pulled outside the office. It's elegant body shining under the sharp rays of sun. The colour was eye catching and few peoples stopped by to glance at the car. Just then, the window of back seat rolled down revealing the good looking man well dressed in his expensive dark brown suit. His eyes covered with black shades. An arrogant smile stretched onto his lips as his head tilted to the side and towards the Office board.

"Babe, I'm busy man. I'll see you tonight okay!" The man kept talking to his girlfriend, his hidden gaze reading the board at the same time.

[But darling..I miss you. Can I come over?] Replied a soft melodious voice of a woman.

Viraj scoffed in his head. Even if he wanted to let Aditi come over to his office to meet him, he couldn't. It will be publicly suicidal to be seen with her after she is labelled as some cheap model who steps ladder by sleeping around with mens in position.

"I'm out. Take care." His voice tone was sharp which quieted the woman on other side.

[Come soon. I love you.]

"Hmm"

**

"Go check up on her, then bring her here." Viraj gave his Secretary a side glance who gave him a silent curt nod before pushing open the car and stepping out.

His lips curled up into a smirk reading the message which was sent to him about 20 minutes ago.

📩

[

I've reached. Waiting in canteen. Meet me there.

Where are you?]

It was passed 20 minutes before he received her message confirming she has reached the Marriage Registrar Office before him. But he decided to let the girl wait for him. He wanted to show her who is going to be incharge after their marriage. He was done showing her his so called caring and begging side. Such a silly little rabbit to falling for the Wolf's trap again.

He chuckled removing his shades. He leaned back over to the comfortable soft leather of his car seat thinking about the way he can take his revenge on Saanvi Roy after their marriage today. She will be the perfect housewife while he can have many mistress outside.

There's plenty of fishes in sea afterall.

He cursed playfully in his mind for not coming up with this brilliant plan before and let the girl slip through his fingers in starting.

His mind started picturing all the sceniores of his after married life,.. a big wedding nearly almost to the Royals.. a housewife to fulfill his needs.. a girlfriend outside for more experience.. and most importantly his father won't be anymore problem to his CEO position in the company. He can rule according to his wishes.. and in his single command..

"Sir??!"

*Knock*

Viraj was snapped out of his thoughts hearing a knock sounding outside his car door.

"Mr. Khanna??!."

It was his Secretary.

Well, she is fast.

"You are back. Good."He expectedly looked behind her to find the familiar face of Saanvi. His face wrinkled in confusion. There was no one behind her.

"Where's she?"

The Secretary answered nervously, "Um.. Sir, She hasn't come yet?" Or not coming at all.

After not finding anyone in the canteen or anywhere with the same face as girl in the picture she was afraid to come back and give her Boss the bad news.

"WHAT?"

Viraj quickly straighten up in his seat. He wasn't expecting that. He was already late and now the girl hasn't come yet. Is she late too? Purposely like him?

He went from relaxed to furious in seconds. She shouldn't have done this. Once he gets to tie Saanvi Roy he will teach her a life long good lesson to never play with him. That infuriating woman has already caused lot of problems for him. He never chases any women. They chase him. For his good looks. For his money and fame.

"Get her on call & forward the appointment time."

"Yes Sir." The secretary replied before running away. My Lord! This man is starting with her trantums again. She never signed up for extra drama while applying to this job. She felt sympathic for the poor girl who wants to marry this shitty man with tons of arrogance.

Viraj watched his Secretary running away, his mouth twisted with bitter taste.

He scoffed rolling his eyes. Pathetic!

**

At Angelo corporation Building No. 3

The office was bustling with peoples running here and there. Their hands occupied with either files or their electronic accessories. Some were in group.

Saanvi felt something off as she first stepped inside and found the halls filled with busy employees which wasn't the case specially this early in the morning. But before she could indulge more into this method, she sensed her skin of leg rubbing with cloth before it rided up much to her dissatisfaction.

It was the tight short black skirt she was wearing.

I knew it. It was a bad idea to give in to your dumb bestfriend' s persistence.

Subconsciously her hands went around the hem of her skirt pulling it down as she continued walking inside stumbling once in a while onto her steps.

Walk naturally.

Like a model on ramp.

She stumbled between her two feets.

Smile confidently.

Saanvi smiled widely like a constipated duck whenever someone passed by her.

She reminded herself Tina's words. But it wasn't working as she thought it will, sadly.

She was feeling concious of her new look. Her curly black hairs tied back into a tight sleek ponytail. Both of lips painted into baby pink lipstick. Her big brown eyes lightly touched with mascara making her eyelashes look longer. Her face coated with single layer of fragnant cream. While she was herself swimming in smell of fresh flowery scent. Altogether she was dressed to impress, in her tight short black skirt and white long sleeves strip shirt. Why?

Oh the answer was clear as daylight. That dumbo Tina wanted her to show Andres Angelo, her boss what he is missing?

Somehow Tina noticed how dull she looked in the morning and wasn't paying attention to dressing up like.. *cough* the other days she was putting a show in front of mirror.

She wasn't sure how her friend's mind works, but she immediately pointed out it as '' and she never got the chance to lie on her face.

"I'm your fairy godmother cindrella Saanvi, just wait how magically I'll turn into a princess from a beggar."

And suddenly Saanvi was pushed and pulled back and forth inside the mini skirt which was not even her size, and she has a doubt it wasn't even Tina's but she robbed from a child.

"Let's show him. what he is missing.. *muah* *muah* makeup time" Tina posed.

After she was dolled up Tina wasted no time kicking her out of the apartment and slammed the door in her face.

With red face and uncomfortable walk she finally managed to reach the office building in one piece. The skirt is tight on her hips which was the most difficult part wearing it.

After glancing around her many times, Saanvi felt relieved. Everyone looked so busy no one has time to even spare any second on anyone much less to their choice of clothing.

When it was time to take lift to reach her floor she was taken aback by the number of peoples stuffing themselves inside. The atmosphere were silent and busy.

Even not a single pair of gossip girl were present.

What's happening? Is today some important day I'm not aware of?

Saanvi waited her eyes wandering around until it paused then zeroed at the back of someone she was guessing she knew perfectly.

Her Boss.

.. .he wasn't alone.

The girl had long blonde hairs and she was tall. They were walking together towards the private lift. The girl was busy chatting animately while Andres was looking cool and silent like he appeared always.

Something deep tugged inside Saanvi's chest and she quickly adverted her eyes to look anywhere but them. Subconsciously her fingers tightened around the strips of her purse. She didn't like how close the woman was walking next to him. How brightest her smile was. Is it possible she is the.. one?

Girlfriend?

'... I've seen her. She is so pretty from close...'

'.. Boss really got very beautiful girlfriend..."

'..Do you think she will be our Lady Boss in future..'

*

The lift door opened and Saanvi quickly collected herself , and went inside.

Her mood gradually dampened. Temporally she forgot about her issues with the tight skirt she was stuffed by Tina. She should try to blend into the crowd and forgot about her messed up life. Or more like feelings. She has no right to get angry. Falling in love is not in her plan anymore anyway.

He can have anyone he wants. Right?!

Saanvi felt herself getting more furious thinking about the way she has kissed him before. It was drunken mistake. But she actually did a sin kissing a..taken man.

Tina would be disappointed to find out her hardwork was for nothing. He won't even notice.

With heavy heart Saanvi walked out of the lift and saw July already present on her position and typing furiously onto the keys of her laptop.

Saanvi pulled a dull smile on her face before going around her seat and greeting her only friend here in this building.

"Hi, Good Morning."

July paused and sighed looking up at Saanvi. Her previous scowl changed into a full blown smile as she returned her greeting.

"Morning. But not good."

"Why? What's wrong?"

July frowned before searching for a water bottle and hastily taking a sip and putting it down.

"Ask me what's not wrong? We've been punished because of some noisy busybodies."

Saanvi put her bag on the side, getting more curious. "Why? What happened? Fil me the details."

July's face scruched in disgust and she went back to her previous typing work.

"The Big Boss got a wind of many peoples gossiping around the office about his Love Life. And like the fair person he is, he increased the workload suddenly on every single employee working in this building... And the bad news is.." she paused for some dramatic effects and looked dead straight at Saanvi".. we've been ordered to do free overtime for two days or maybe more days.. who knows?"

Saanvi heart dipped in horror. More work!! Just because of some gossips..

"Are you serious? This is torture."

July shrugged getting back to her work.

"CEO Angelo is known as king of tyrants in business. He never liked us, his employees to do any overwork but rather give him productive results. But now ,the gossips were related to his mysterious love life.. can't blame him.. you should start working too or no sweet sleep for today.."

The motto was clear for every employee working in Angelo corporation. 'No free time. No Gossips time.'

And this was now well understood by the employees especially the female population. Not to mess with the infamous Big Boss Angelo. Not even backbite behind his back. Or you know the brutal consequences.

**

Meanwhile, At Angelo Corporation Building No. 8

Tina walked inside the tall office building after getting past the security. Her held high with professionalism, a neutral expression coating her lightly touched up face. A handbag swinging in her left arm, while she was dressed in her short one sided knotted peach colored dress. After getting directions she wasted no time finding the very personal Secretary of Alan Angelo, Melissa Cook who was busy in work.

Hearing the sounds of approaching heels Melissa raised her head from the piles of the files in front of her, a bright wide natural smile tugged onto her whole face as She recognised the familiar face of a petite woman, Tanuja Sharma.

She felt relieved and excited. Finally.. someone to share her burden.. and rule..

She swiftly got up from her chair, her smile widening more and more almost creeping out Tina who was smiling back in return as polite gesture. She accepted Melissa's extended hand for a handshake.

"Miss Tanuja Sharma, You're here. Good Morning and welcome."

Tina's smile faltered, "Good Morning and You can call me just Tina." She stressed the word hoping she would be smarter than her deaf Boss.

"Tina." Melissa nodded the smile never leaving her face " you ready for your new job?"

"Yes. " Tina nodded curtly.

"Good good. Then take your seat and start with sorting out these files right away." Melissa happily pulled the chair out for her to sit.

Tina's facial muscles started hurting and she was contemplating whether to continue smiling or just drop into her usual scowl. Which was the case by looking at all the mountain of fat files placed on the table.

"Ok." Tina managed to gave her a smile one last time before dropping her lips back into her normal shape and taking the seat beside Melissa. Who for some reason was still smiling, this time even showing off her teeths for some weird reason.

Tina was taken aback.

Definitely a creep like her Boss Alan Angelo.

"So Tina listen." Suddenly Melissa's face turned serious, and Tina sighed mentally relieved. Finally!

"You need to read all the files, look at the schedule and arrange them according to the important upcoming meetings. Mr. Angelo is inside his office busy, so do not disturb him."

Melissa's blue eyes suddenly turned darker almost intimidating. She leaned forward to Tina's eye level, "You are a trannie under me. This makes me, your superior, Ma'am would be fine to call me. If you need more work you can always approach me. Now you can start."

Then her face broke into a eye blinding smile again giving Tina a mini heart attack from fright.

What wrong with her face? Oh. ..my heart..

" Now I'm off for some snacks. . Give me a call when the intercom beside you buzzes with Mr. Angelo's call."

And then she took her bag before completely disappearing from her sight.

Tina blinked.

And what's your number?

That's when she noticed the paper glued to the laptop screen. A number scribbled on the paper,under the capital words of name, Secretary Melissa Cook.

Oh so She was already prepared.

And..

Did she... Just dump all her work on me?

Tina gulped in horror looking at all the files scattered everywhere.

A scoff left her mouth.

I am being bullied. Nice.

**

Back to, Angelo corporation Building No. 1

Inside the very chaotic, busy working day...

Between the sound of typing keyboards and managing works and busy schedule, a very much annyoing ringing tone started ringing suddenly.. the increasing sound immediately caught the attention of the two womens working there attentively.

Saanvi gave July an apologetic look and quickly pulled out her from from inside her purse.

The reason she hasn't changed this annyoing ringing tone was for sole reason 'No one understands her language here. She's even free to curse in front of peoples loudly' ; if the other person is actually a saint and really doesn't understand her language or she will be doomed.

But the most important reason of it 'She's lazy'.

As expected Saanvi smiled triumptly. Her lips pressed together before curling upwards in a most disturbing sinister smile.

Time to act on my vow. Vow to revenge this bastard once and for all.

July who was curious and was watching the girl was taken aback by the sudden strange look lighting up on her whole face. That look wasn't right she could sense it.

"Why aren't you picking up?"

July asked carefully. She was regretting her decision to open her mouth the moment the girl's dark brown eyes met her. A glint of maliciousness crossing over face.

Saanvi was smiling.. a wide and very radiant smile.. ✷‿✷

"Oh.. I will. I cannot wait to talk to him.. hehe.. He is really close to my heart July.. Can you cover up for me for a while?" July nodded instantly.. the words struck inside her mouth watching her behave out of her character.

"Thanks.." and the girl run away.. completely disappearing from sight..

July: ".."

she is definitely possessed by some evil ghosts ...! I am feeling so cold!

*shivering*

**

Saanvi comfortably leaned backwards, her body supported by the cold wall tiles of the bathroom. While she happily scrolled through the amount of missed calls inside her phone call logs. She was oddly feeling so evil and bad that she couldn't help but liked it at the same time.

Soon her phone started ringing again in her hands widening her already bright smile painfully. She waited for three seconds and then picked it up. She has checked and the bathroom was empty so there was no worry for any type of evaesdropping.

"Hello, Viraj.." Her voice came out very sweetly almost dripping with honey.

["SAANVI WHERE THE F*CK ARE YOU? I'M NOT AN IDIOT WAITING FOR YOU. DID YOU LEFT ALREADY WITHOUT INFORMING ME???"] A loud booming voice of a man immediately echoed from the other side.

Saanvi winced putting away her phone from her ears. She giggled feeling his irritation.

She cleared her throat before turning herself into a fake serious 'Saanvi' mode.

"I'm sorry Viraj."

["Wh--"]

"I cannot marry you anymore. I am sorry. But I don't love you."

she continued cutting off Viraj in middle.

The other side suddenly went silent for a moment before the man started speaking again. He was suddenly dumbstruck. His brain stopped working. What is she talking about? Love? Sorry? Why does these words sound familiar to his ears.

["Saanvi are you fine? What are you taking about? I asked you to marry me... And you were the one who wanted to register our Marriage today.. where are---"]

Saanvi sighed. A regretful sigh leaving her lips showing her distress.