Chapter 70

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After dropping off Anjali into the hostel Aditya left.

Anjali went to her hostel room only to see dark without any lights."Pooja .. Geetha" Anjali called them but didn't get any response.She tried to switch on the lights but a man came to her and hold her hand.Anjali got scared.

The man just hold her hand and pulled her into a hug.Then prevent her from making noise just put his hand onto her mouth.Anjali bit his hand and moved from him.That person kissed her crazily.

"Leave me" shouted Anjali.

"What will you do If I don't?" That person asked in a different voice like he deliberately changed the voice not to make her known.But Anjali felt it familiar.

"Iam married.Please leave me" Anjali said.

"I think you are lying.Because the person who has a beautiful wife like you will never her alone" he tried to touch her but she slapped his hand and moved back.

"It's my personal issue.Now move aside.You don't know my husband.He will kill you if he know about what you did to me.So leave before he knows" Anjali replied and slightly moved back to switch on the lights only to get shocked.

"You..What are you doing here?" Anjali asked.

"Of course to see my wife" Arjun replied shamelessly by lying on her bed.

"Get up from my bed" Anjali scolded angrily.

"First answer me without telling your husband why did you went outside to attract bees and flies" Arjun asked her.

"What ...!" Anjali asked him.

"Leave it.I came here to give this file about Agnihotri siblings to you.Be careful when you take your revenge.If any help needed ask me.Liyan Agnihotri is dangerous but Iam far more dangerous than him" Arjun said looking at dumbfounded Anjali and left from there.

'Why Arjun is looking like dark lord.Is this my imagination' Anjali thought and think that it was just an imagination.But she didn't know that it is the real truth of Arjun who everyone think as a king is not what everyone sees he is much more than that.

Anjali called Pooja and Geetha through phone and slept after knowing that they were in safe place with their boyfriends.

Next Day morning

No one went to college that other day due to tiredness.Anjali called Aditya and both of them went to the destination to meet the second son of Agnihotri family.

Anjali's gentle sweet girl look was replaced with a badass tough girl. She hopped on a black car wearing a full-coverage helmet as her eyes preyed the red bike speeding on the track.

Her black-gloved hands gripped the wheel and her foot slammed the pedal to accelerate the speed. Her speed and drifts were exciting to the watchers who were getting goosebumps. The long-distance between her bike and the red bike covered in just three laps.

The red car driver was surprised when the black kart was trying to overtake him. He smirked under the helmet and kept his speed high without losing to the black bike.

Anjali didn't accept the untold race. She wasn't there to race him in the first place. Holding the wheel firm she crashed the red bike aside steadying her bike.

That was enough to enrage the other driver but before he could speed, the black bike bumped the red bike harder than before cornering it leaving no space for him to leave.

While Anjali alighted, that driver too alighted cursing her removing his helmet, "Who the hell gave you the license to drive?"

His fist raised to punch the driver seething in anger but froze looking at the lady instead of a man he expected. His fury was replaced with carelessness and laziness.

Anjali removed her helmet, slightly shaking her head to free the rolled-up hair which fell on her waist like a waterfall. Her face was free from any makeup products other than a lip balm on her pink lips which was shimmering under the light.

Anjali saw the man in front of her. A tall, fair, well-maintained physique. He was more famous than most of the celebrities due to his attractive face, deep-set of eyes, and his demeanor.


Unlike his younger brother, He was a smart and principled man. A perfect kind of boyfriend who pampers his girlfriend slash best friend slash childhood sweetheart heartily.

Arush Agnihotri, another precious brother of Liyan Agnihotri. Arush had everything at his back and call but he loved to control his own life than by his overbearing brother.

He opened an independent entertainment industry without any support of the Agnihotri family but his name with 'Agnihotri' was enough to get him the resources he needed. Unfortunately being her prey, his entertainment industry started facing problems after problems from last few days and a lot of problems bringing it to the cliff of bankruptcy.

Being stubborn and prideful he didn't touch a penny from his family.

Her tough vibe caught his attention. Wearing all black, boots, jeans, and top layered with a trendy leather jacket, the only visible skin was her slender neck and petite pretty face.

She was like a light in the darkroom, lightening between the dark rainy clouds, a beacon for the lost ship at night. She was mysterious for him to understand by the look.

Even though this girl's technique was unique, he wasn't in a mood to let her off. "You..."

Anjali was swift than his tongue, she threw her helmet forcefully on him, "When the hell did I agree to your project, CEO Arush Agnihotri? Who gave you the guts to use my company name in your favor? Sickening."

Seeing her disapproving look at him instead of admiration, Arush rolled his eyes, "Really?" He asked relaxedly.

Anjali expected he wouldn't take her seriously.

Arush continued, "Your way to get my attention is successful. What do you want? A movie to act? Attend the auditions on Thursday." He tossed her helmet to her and turned around to leave.

Anjali wasn't new to know how self-obsessed the Agnihotris were just because they had wealth and good looks. She aimed at his backhead and threw the helmet without care. 'Bullseye!'

'Thump' Arush felt the sharp pain travel in his head and his fury exploded instantly, "What the hell!"

Anjali smirked indifferently at his scowl and raised her leg to kick his leg.

Aeon's eyes darkened looking at her move, he raised his leg high to miss it but fell back on the butt in the next movement because Anjali hit the other leg ankle.

"You..." He said through his teeth but Anjali slammed her new mobile on his chest, "Check."

'Missy, can't you be gentle? Ugh.' He didn't show his pain on his face looking at her.

Looking at her seriousness, he checked her mobile to see the trending news over the internet released by his own company without his knowledge.

'Amiah Entertainment collaborating with life International.'

Instead of shock, he was surprised. Sitting straight on the racetrack, he took his mobile out to see Amiah's stock rates are skyrocketing which hadn't moved for the last few days.

Two and a half years back, Life International was a small company on the edge of closedown due to bankruptcy.

Then it was brought by a mysterious person whose hands were gold. Whatever that person touched turned priceless taking the business world by a storm. Even Agnihotri companies have to think twice to touch them now.

Some are guessing as the President of that company is a mafia from a different country and there are also groundless rumors which nobody is ready to believe.

A man used his all the savings, brought life to the company, and raised to the pinnacle and make that company under her sister name.

It is hard to believe because one, people thought a woman is incapable, two, it's tremendous growth in the last one and half years is hard to accept, three, nobody is successful to track that mysterious president till that date.

"Who are you?" Arush asked looking at his mobile before raising his head to look at her. His eyelids flickered looking at her blank gaze. Blurry images flashed in his mind but he didn't get hold of it.

Anjali snatched her mobile when he stood up, "See you in the court."

Wearing her shades, she turned to leave. She didn't want him to identify her so soon. She just started the game, complicating things would ruin her plans. She wanted them to feel the pain, suffer every day, lose good night's sleep, and daydream about the peaceful life.


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