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It had been four days since Veer left for Italy. And Arjun had been nothing but mean to Mayera. He ignored her most of the time, and whenever he talked, he only snapped at her.

She was getting tired of his shitty behavior and wanted to strangle him. But then she thought that maybe she overdid the acting. When she saw that he was getting affected when Veer brought up the 'someone special' topic, she wanted to make him jealous. So she played along, but now making her plan backfired. Instead of accepting his feelings to her, he was becoming more harsh to her.

"It is done." She kept some papers in front of him.

"Do I have to give you English classes now, Ms Sinha?" He spoke in a cold tone.

He underlined a sentence and gave her the page. It had a small grammar mistake, she had typed conclude instead of concluded.

"Oh, I am sorry. I'll correct it." She apologized.

"I do not pay to make these silly mistakes. If you can't type a sentence properly then maybe you should consider attending school again." He furiously said.

"What is the matter with you? It is a small mistake. It can happen with anyone." She replied, equally irritated.

"Do not talk to me in that tone. I am your boss, don't forget that." He snapped.

"Right! That gives you the right to treat me anyway you want." She sarcastically stated.

"MAYERA! I AM WARNING YOU." He stood up.

In any other situation, Mayera would have swooned on the way her name rolled out of his mouth. But right now she was too damn angry to care about that. Her patience had run out. Enough was enough.

"What? You're gonna fire me? Then do it."

"Where is this attitude coming from, huh? You've never behaved this way ever before." He neared her.

"Well, that's because you've never been this rude to me before." She took steps towards him too.

They stood an inch away from each other now. Eyes glaring into each other's, anger oozing out of them.

"Or is it because you've got a rich boyfriend now?" He smirked.

"What?"

"Yes, you've trapped a rich guy. Your special someone, taking you to posh restaurants, giving your diamond gifts. Now you don't need me." He bitterly spat at her.

She was shocked to hear his accusation. Trapped a rich guy.

"Is this what you think about me?"

"I don't think this about you. This is the truth of you. Actually this is the truth of all the women. You all just need money, and you'll do anything for it. Anything."

A sound echoed in the room which had Arjun's cheek stinging. It took a moment for him to understand what happened. She had slapped him.

"You're nothing but a pathetic person." Mayera screamed on his face.

And before she could say anything else, she was pinned against the nearest wall and a pair of lips had descended down on hers. One hand behind her neck, and the other roaming on her waist, he moved his lips roughly against her soft ones, nibbling, biting, bruising them.

Mayera had imagined their first kiss a lot of times, but none of the fantasy was anything close to this reality. As soon as she got a hold of the situation, she started pushing him away. He trapped her hands behind her back and continued kissing her.

Finally, she bit his lips making him hiss in pain. This loosened his grip and she pushed him with all her might.

"How dare you touch me?" Her voice was a little hoarse.

"Why? Didn't you like it? I assure you I have more money than your boyfriend has."

Tears started spilling out of her eyes and as she closed her eyes in frustration.

"I can't believe I fell in love with a man like you. I can't believe that I hoped for you to love me back." Her voice choked as she cried.

His heart stopped for a second hearing her say that she loved him.

But his brain told him it's all fake. She is acting to trap him.

A humorous laugh escaped his lips, "Me loving you? How did you even think of it? Do you think that you've wave your magic wand and The Arjun Singhania will fall for you?"

"Aukaat dekhi hai apni? Kaha mai aur kaha tum. But you know what, tumhari galti nahi hai. Tum saari middle class ladkiyaan hoti hi aise hai, paiso ke liye kuch bhi kar sakti ho, hain na? Mujhe laga tha tum alag ho, but tum bhi sab jaisi hi nikli. Cheap, characterless!"

"BASS! BAHUT BOL LIYA AAPNE. AB AUR NAHI." Mayera furiously wiped her tears and took a deep breath.

"Maine socha tha ki mai aapko sach bata dungi, bata dungi ki mere saath voh ladka kaun tha but aap is layak hi nahi hai. Kyuki aap jaise ghatiya aur chotti soch wala insaan yeh deserve hi nahi karta ki mai usko koi explanation doon. Isliye aapko jo sochna hai mere baare mai sochiye. Aur rahi baat pyaar ki, toh galti mujhse hi hui hai. Meri galti hai ki mai aap jaise insaan se pyaar kar baithi."

A few more tears leaked her eyes.

"But I am so done with you. You'll get my resignation in your email. Goodbye, Mr Arjun Singhania."

She took all her important stuff as fast as she could and left the building. All the other employees gave her weird looks, whispers followed as she walked out but she ignored it all. She was in no state to give any fucks about them. It was just Arjun's accusations running in her mind.

She did not remember how she reached home. Her mind was too occupied. She threw her stuff on her bed and entered the bathroom. Looking at her own reflection, she realised how disheveled she looked. Her hair was a mess, her lips were slightly swollen from his torture and her cheeks were tear-strickened.

She got out of her clothes and stood under a cold shower, trying to wash away everything that happened today.

Thirty minutes later, she walked into her room, wearing a bathrobe, a towel tied around her hair.

She then grabbed her laptop and typed her resignation letter. She sent it to the HR of the Singhania Corporation and kept Arjun in CC.

Then she booked a one way ticket to Mumbai. When all this was done, she dialed a number.

Kabir Singh Oberoi was in the middle of a meeting when his personal phone rang. Looking at the caller, his lips curled into a smile.

Excusing himself, he came to a side and received the call.

"Hello"

"Giraffe, I am coming home."

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