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"How can you slip, Prav?" Zoya asked after treating Praveen's bruised temple."I wasn't careful. When I got home, I was going to the bathroom. and my foot was wet and I slipped," Praveen lied. He hoped that the girl would believe and not asking again."You have to be careful. Yesterday I reminded you to buy houseware. You should have bought a doormat to put in front of the bathroom ," said Zoya."I was planning earlier to buy the equipment, but this happened to me."Zoya looked at Praveen with concern. There was a look of pity on her face."Tomorrow I'll help you buy the house stuff you need," said Zoya, looking around. The view of the room had not changed much from yesterday when it was empty."There's a lot to buy," she muttered to herself."Oh yeah, how was your casting earlier? Zoya asked changing the subject. Praveen nodded weakly."When will the announcement?""Within three days," said Praveen, fixing his position. His stomach felt hurt again, but not so intensely, but still ma
Slumlove Billionaire Judging in the Dark
Zoya closed her eyes, but when closed, it was no different than opening her eyes. Equally dark. It's totally black out. Every now and then the light appeared a bit dim because there was lightning out there. Sometimes followed by thunder.She laid down with legs folded.In the dark, she could not sleep. Her mind drifted off. Didn't expect to stay here with condition like this with a man she just met. But she believed, Praveen would not take the opportunity.It was the first time in her life to sleep on a man's thigh-padded in the floor in an almost empty room. And she smiled to herself when she realized she was sleeping in this condition.A Zoya Bipasha, daughter of Narendra Prasadh and future leader of Vishaya Group, slept in the lap of a man she had just met in Dharavi. And that man was nobody! Didn't it sound awful?No! This actually looked fun and enjoyable. She was free to be herself without any frills attached to her. Praveen liked her not because of her status, not because she w
Slumlove Billionaire She was Gone
All night he tried to take care Ashita in the dark. Cold, lonely and sleepy assailed him. He didn't know what time it was. Maybe three or four in the morning, he just guessing. The watch on his wrist seemed useless because of the dark.He tried to get rid of the drowsiness by occasionally biting his lower lip. It helped a little, but soon the drowsiness came again. In fact he could have slept, but he didn't want to.In the darkness, his thoughts drifted again. Twenty-two years of his life, only now did he see the future. He hoped his life on the right track. He had to take advantage of the opportunities that lay before him. May Lord Krishna grant him good fortune, by making his dreams come true.In the future he must focus on the goal. Only by becoming a movie star could he change fate. Turn things around.He did not have money to trade. It was not his passion, either. Nor did he wish to leave India like Raju to change his destiny. Meanwhile, back to study, it was no longer possible.
Slumlove Billionaire Is She the One?
Praveen rushed outside knowing Ashita no longer in the room. What he found outside were the occupants of the first floor who were busy rescuing their belongings to the second floor.He was confused. What happened with these people? When he came down to the first floor that he realized the flood was knee deep.He looked here and there and scanning people. Ashita wasn't seen among them.Where's the girl? He called out her name. No one turned around. He was about to ask too, but remembered that he had just moved in yesterday. How did they know her?He immediately passed through the flood, looking around the front of the building. He didn't care that it was still raining That morning people were busy with the flood. The road was no longer visible. The vehicle that was parked last night on the side of the road was no longer visible, either. He was confused.There's no way Ashita would go to her rented house in this condition. It could be that the access there or to the Doorna could not
Slumlove Billionaire Doppelganger
Zoya BV account name listed there. The figure in PP was very similar to Ashita's. But in a different appearance. This one looked like an upscale girl, and like who had a fancy car from the other day. There's not even a difference. What BV stands for? Bipasha Vijayalakshmi? It was the name the guy at the mall called?Praveen wanted to check again, but he couldn't. The account was private. It said that 'this account is private' . It means he couldn't check and see the girl's photos or posts.This could be the girl that the guy at the mall thought. But why was it so similar to Ashita Agrawal?Praveen wanted to prove with other photos. But he couldn't access this account. He could only see posts on that account if he became her follower. He had to make a friend request first.Ah, not necessarily accepted, and he would be found out if Ashita and Zoya were the same person.Praveen tried to think hard. Could someone viewing private account posts without being a follower?This was what he tho
Slumlove Billionaire Your Task not For Cleaning Up
"If the weather not favorable, don't go back to Dharavi yet. Just stay here until things get back to normal!" Narendra Prasadh said to his daughter."Until when?" asked Zoya."According to the weather forecast, until next week!"""No way I just stay home, Dad! What about my job, over there?""Your job? Why do you think that? Your safety is more important than your job!""No way! They must need me. I can't stay here, just eating and sleeping while in Dharavi, my school is flooded, they need my help to clean up!" Zoya said.Narendra Prasadh glared at Zoya. A faint smile graced his lips. Like a mockery. Apparently she was too deeply immersed in her role in Dharavi. He still clearly remembered how the other day she had vehemently refused to be sent there."I didn't send you to Dharavi to clean up. You just need to observe their daily life. The work is just to fill your time. After all, we've already helped by buying a building and donating it to them.""But...""No! You heard what I said
Slumlove Billionaire Revealed!
The rain became drizzle. Praveen felt his stomach growling begging to be filled. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon.He moved out of his room. On the first floor, the water had started to recede a little, as high as calves. If it rains heavily again, the water may rose again.The residents of the first floor were still on guard. Monsoon rains were unpredictable. It could just come downpour again.He walked through the flood. Even though his pants were rolled up, the hem of his pants was still wet because they touched the surface of the water. But he didn't care, kept walking. In front of the building he stopped for a moment and looked up. He wondered if in the next half hour it would rain heavily. He didn't have an umbrella, he might get drenched later. He hoped that he would not be caught in heavy rain while looking for food for his lunch.For some reason he wanted to go to Doorna Kindergarten. He wanted to know if the school was flooded too. And who knows Ashita was there.
Slumlove Billionaire Keeping the Secret
That fact jolted his consciousness.Why did Zoya disguise herself as Ashita? And why was she in this Dharavi? What was her hidden agenda doing this? Various questions filled Praveen's head.Praveen was stunned. So, the girl he loved was none other than the daughter of the tycoon Narendra Prasadh, not a country girl from Gondia?But how could that girl live in Dharavi? Living in the slum area, being a kindergarten teacher, and having an unpretentious appearance?He still remembered how last night the girl slept in his lap. Looked relaxed and comfortable."Praveen, can you help me taking out the chair in Mrs Fateema's room?" Harshida said waking him up."Uh, yes, of course!" Praveen walked towards the small room which was Mrs Fateema's office."Where should I lift?""Just put it together with the benches arranged outside," said Harshida. I and Santi want to tidy up the books in the office cupboard."Praveen also moved the chairs in the office room out.But his mind kept on thinking abou
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