Let me Hate you by Anjaani (top reads txt) 📖

Hola Personas,

What a lovely day to start!

How you all doing? It’s been some time that I haven’t uploaded a new chapter. I was busy with my best friend’s wedding. Yes, a wedding in this lockdown. Do let me know what keeps you busy during this pandemic time, and yes, of course, keep sending your love and views about the story. Just 2 minutes of yours, and you never know I will get new ideas to write the story further.

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“Sir left,” when Amber told Asmaira, she was relieved, but she also knew that her ‘hike and seek’ game would not last long and soon will be busted. She had to think of other ways to keep Amaan occupied for the longest time of the day so that she can do what she came for in Hashmi’s mansion.

This time, I will fight him for you Raina, with that determination, Asmaira continued playing with Kabir. It’s only been a day since Kabir met Asmaira, but she has already become someone special to him. An onlooker can see the special bond between the toddler and his new mother, including Amber. Amber was a qualified nanny trained for kids like Kabir, who could not receive the necessary care from both his biological parents and contrary to her knowledge, she found Kabir was not hesitant towards Asmaira. In fact, he bonded with her on his first meet. Although Amaan stayed in the same house but did not once see his son after Raina left, much to Fariya’s distress. This was the first time he visited his son, yet he did not bother to glance at him. Kabir, unaware of his father’s identity, did not notice the new intruder either as he thought Asmaira was playing hide and seek with him.

Asmaira never knew her simple question about Amaan’s routine asked to Fariya resulted in her favor as if destiny had answered her prayers and was favoring her to carry on with her deeds. While she was busy with Kabir, Amaan, on the other hand, was looking for foul play. He was sure that she was not easy to back down with his first warning; in fact, he expected her to be in Kabir’s room. While he was walking towards his room, Salar called and told him to meet him.

Amaan frowned after the call; now, what does he want to talk about, and why did he call me to the office?

In the Hashmi’s enterprises, Salar and Jamshed were waiting for Amaan. It was more than 6 months since he stepped into his own office. When Amaan entered the office, the surroundings froze; employees who were busy with their work suddenly could not believe the youngest Hashmi to stop by. He didn’t pay any heed to the crowd as he was busy thinking about the possible reason for the sudden meeting. He knew his father’s temperament and won’t casually call to meet him. He was directed to the meeting room, and without knocking, he entered the room much to Salar’s annoyance.

“What is that you wanted to talk to me about?“ he said as soon as he entered, directly looking at his father and brother. He was surprised to see his brother there.

“Next time, don’t forget to knock before you step in,” his father told him coldly, looking straight at him. Salar initially planned to have a reasonable approach towards his son, but seeing his misbehavior, he directly came to the point without giving him a chance to sit.

“You will be assisting Jamshed with our new project with Singhanias.” Salar Hashmi was a man of few words, and when he said those words, it was inevitable.

“No!”

Amaan’s immediate response didn’t surprise him, and he played his next move.“very well, pack your stuff and leave my house. I don’t feed vagrants, and if you want to have the free luxury, you have to earn it." With that, he left his two sons behind. Amaan, furious with his father’s arrogance, wanted to smash everything around him, but one gesture from his brother stopped him. Jamshed walked towards him and held him by his shoulder.

“Sooner or later, you have to join the company. Why not work as a team like in the old times. Remember? You, me, and Jamaal, we were the team”, his brother tried to persuade him for the sake of their old times when Amaan was full of life. Now he was nothing but a frustrated soul.

Amaan was not scared to lose the property or leave the mansion; he was furious at his father’s arrogance. How could he start forcing me for everything? Am I a teenager to control around? Salar and Jamshed failed to understand his intent to not join the company. Since Raina left, he lost a part of him; he lost his confidence, lost his will to be happy again, and lost the courage to take the risk or decisions anymore.

What if I make a wrong decision like I took for Raina? He cried inside.

When he left, Jamshed informed Salar about his decision to join him in the project. Salar first thought that giving time to his son as a business is a critical matter with no possibility of mistakes. A small mistake will create a significant impact on the future of his employees, but one demand from his wife, he succumbed to her whim.

“It’s better that you first train him and also know how much he can perform. I am not sure whether he still has that same business expertise or tactics. All that months of alcohol have made him sluggish,” Salar said while reading a contract to which Jamshed nodded and left his cabin.

Amaan drove like a madman, not stopping even at the red signal at the junction; his mind was racing, thinking is it merely a coincidence. Only a day went by since Asmaira came, and all of a sudden, his parents started acting inconsiderately towards him.

Before he could grasp the situation and think it through, he received a call from his mother, asking, no, actually threatening him to be there for dinner. Why the hell are they threatening me for every damn thing?’ he muttered while holding the steering wheel with one hand and the other running through his silky raven hair.