Part1
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Prologue :
"No Myra, don't you know you're pretty drunk," Myra's friend said.
"Babe, shut up. I am not drunk. Okay, I am fine and it's time to show who is the real queen," Myra replied..
"Girls like you just know how to play with words and not more than that," said the other boy who was sitting in his car.
"You jerk," she stopped and then said, "Listen honey, you want to play right, it's OK. If you win, I can do anything for you. If I win, you have to clean my shoes with your hands," she said with a smirk..
"OK done," said the guy.
"So let's start the race," Myra's girl gang shouts.
"Bring it on," she said, showing her thumb and they started racing in the middle of the night.
Her friends started cheering for her as she sped up the car.
"Babe, there is a car which is coming from the front," her friend panicked.
Before she could react, her brand new car got hit by another car.
"Ohh My God I am alive. Thank you God." She thanked God for joining her hand.
"Shiittt my new car." She punched the steering wheel and stepped out of the car.
She walked towards the other car and knocked on the window, and a man in his mid twenties stepped out.
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"Are you mad or what, huh?" "How dare you hit my new car, huh?" she shouted.
"You tell me, are you blind or what, can't you just see the road and drive?" he yelled angrily as well.
"You hit my new car," she said, gritting her teeth.
"You also hit my car, Miss," he also said. "What were they doing huh?" "Damn you stupid teenage girls," her rage grew as he called her a teen.
"Excuse me Mr uncle "I am not a teenager, I am a 20-year-old girl, and I also have a driving licence," she said, glaring at him.
"Girls like you just said like this only," he replied.
"You know what, just f**k off," she said, showing her middle finger.
"You f**k off," he shouted angrily.
"Urghhhh", she stomped her feet and sat inside her car.
to be continued.
She stepped inside the mansion, all angry and straightly went to the kitchen..l
"Why are you so angry, young lady?" she wondered as she turned to see her father standing there, arms crossed across his chest and looking at her suspiciously.
"Nothing, dad," she replied, and took out a bottle of water from the refrigerator.
"Dad Dii broke the headlight of the new car and also there are some scratches in front," Rishab, her younger brother, said, stepping inside the kitchen.
She spit the water out and started coughing badly. "Rishab, go and sleep," she said sternly.
He smirked and turned towards Tushar. "Dad, come with me," he said, and dragged him outside the mansion.
"You are so gone, Myra," she murmured to herself, and ran behind them.
"Care to explain, young lady?" Tushar asked and she gave him a nervous look, scratching her neck.
"Dad, I am sorry," she said, showing her puppy eyes.
"I asked something, Myra," Tushar said clearly.
"Dad, my car was hit by another car and all these things happened," she mumbled, looking down.
"What was your car hit by another car? Are you fine? "Did you get hurt?" he asked, concerned.
"Dad, I am fine "God saved me, it happened because of that asshole jerk," she said, making faces.
"Language women," she said as she turned to face her mother.
She bit her tongue and mumbled "sorry."
"What did you do with your new car, doll?" she asked, looking down as she heard Shweta.
"I'm sorry, mom," she said quietly.
"Are you OK, right?" Shweta asked and she nodded yes.
"Satyanash (messed up)," Rishabh said, looking at the car.
"Rishabh, I'll kill you. Just go and sleep," she shouted angrily.
"I'm sorry, Mom and Dad; this will not happen again," she said softly.
"Fine, go and sleep, it's pretty late," Ishita said.
"Dad, this new car repair cost should be." Myra cut her off, "Rishabh, I swear I'll kill you." He ran and Myra ran behind him, making their parents chuckle.
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Myra's POV..
My new baby got hurt because of that jerk. I despise him. I f*****g despise him. Why am I thinking about him?I should sleep. Yes, I should sleep.
I laid down on the bed and soon drifted into a peaceful slumber.
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Next day,
"Mom bhabhi also lives in Los Angeles, hainaa?" Diya Zain's younger sister asked neonika while sipping her chocolate shake.
"Bhabhi who?" Zain asked as he sat for breakfast.
"Your wife," Diya said, and he gave her a non-interested look.
"We will go meet them today, baby," Mihika said.
"Really?" Diya asked, being unsure.
"Yes princess, actually Reddy's invited us today for lunch," Jayant replied, and Diya squealed as she was going to meet her bhabhi for the very first time.
"Zain will be there on time," neonika said.
"I have a meeting, mom," he said as he sipped his black coffee.
"What meeting, bhai? "Please cancel all the meetings and come with us," Diya said.
He stood up and wore his blazer. First of all, I came here for business purposes and not to meet with some families and my wife..you all are here for vacation right? Then do anything you want. I don't have any problem, but don't force me." He buttoned his blazer..
"That was rude," Diya said, making faces..and Zain just shrugged his shoulders..
"I'm sorry, Mom, but you know, there are so many pending works," Zain said to Mihika, cupping her cheeks.
"But zain, you can try at least," Mihika said.
"Ok Mom, I'll try it now." Mihika nodded and Zain kissed her forehead.
"Dad, I am going with you," Zain said.
"What happened to your car?" Jayant asked.
"My car hit another car the previous night," he said, recalling the moment the previous night when he was coming to Los Angeles airport.
"Oh My God Zain, did you get hurt?" Mihika asked in concern.
"No mom, I am fine," he replied.
"You sure?" Jayant asked, and he nodded yes.
"Okay then, let's go," Jayant said, and they left for the office.
Zain's POV
She was drinking and driving in the middle of the night. Such a spoilt brat. She was also shouting at me, but the mistake was hers. She broke the headlight of my car. Still she shouted at me. But she was cute. Her height, her eyes, and those chubby cheeks. Why do I think about her? My marriage is already fixed.
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