Recipe for a disaster

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KAYA'S POV  "I am coming within fifteen minutes," I told him and cut the call after he assured me that he will take care of the boys till then. "You have ten minutes," I told Kabir sternly.  "Can we take this somewhere a little private?" Asked Kabir. I sighed. I had already told him that he had only ten minutes and this man wats to take me somewhere more private? He did not seem to listen to anything to anything I say. But despite this, I agreed to follow him to his cabin on the mall's ground floor. It was huge and elegant, just like him. He asked me to have a seat on the spacious sofa placed inside his cabin, but I stood there with my arms crossed. I most certainly was not giving him more than ten minutes of my life. I had already wasted way too much time on this guy.  "Kaya, listen t

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