Heartless Love

Chapter 8

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-Yudhishthir's pov-

She has those Singhania family guts, just like her brother, of course less than him. For the first time in my life someone answered me back like that , but she did. And I calmly listened to her.

Well done Yudhishthir. Well done.

Both of the brother and sister have just crashed your life with warnings and snapping back. And you are not married till yet. What will happen when you will get married?

Soon to be Mrs. Yudhishthir Rathore. Let me warn you to buckel up your seat belt tightly and get ready for this roller coaster ride called marriage. Let's see for how much time you will survive this ride.

I shook my head to just forget these not so nonsense thoughts roaming in my mind and concentrate on my work and opened a file of our project with Mishra's.

Not again bhaiya. He always does this. He ruins my hardwork. I groaned and closed the file and rubbed my forehead in frustration before pulling out my phone from my pocket.

I called Abhay and just like always he declined it. I swear I will kill him for his this activity one day. And yeah, what could have I done. Wait for him to call me back.

After few minutes he called me back and I yelled at him over the phone that very second I picked up the call.

"Dare you do this again with me Abhay. Grow up a little and be responsible. Please just stop behaving like Suryadeep bhaiya."

"Slow down, slow down dude. I was with my girlfriend and yeah you know couple needs privacy." He chirped.

Privacy, my foot.

"Come to my office, now." I ordered him and he hummed.

He and his girlfriends. Such a play boy he is always roaming with new a girl everyday.

I again opened the file and started reading it. I hope I was there when bhaiya handled the start of this project. I was in London. It would have been fine, if I was present at that time. He has totally messed up with the deal.

After half an hour, Abhay barged inside my cabin not caring to seek permission. He always does this. And of course I yell at him. But I was not in mood to teach him etiquettes at that time , so I ignored.

He sat in front of me and whenever I see him I feel like I am seeing myself in mirror. His ninty five percent of features are similar like mine.

"Bhai, what happened?" He asked and I forwarded him the file and he bit his lips when he went through it.

"I swear bhai, I was not busy with my girlfriend that day. Dadi had sent me to Ajmer as a courier boy to deliver her parcel of saree to her sister. If I would have been there with bhai , this would never have happened." He spoke in his defence and gave me his made up innocent smile.

I picked up the file and controlled my urge to slam it on the floor.

"Ummm....Surya bhaiya is good in making babies and being a good family man.......nothing else." He tried to supress his laugher and continued," You know yesterday when I was passing by Aradhya's toy room at night. I heard Bhai and bhabhi fucking and...."

"Stop it now." I threatened him. And he nodded with a sleepish smile.

"Just concentrate on your work not on your girlfriends. I am already done with one, and I don't want another." I almost pleaded him.