Chapter 1
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"THE ARROGANT BLACK QUEEN HAS BEEN SPOTTED WITH A NEW GUY AGAIN." a boy of age 24 read the headlines of the newspaper.
Curiously he went through the detail and read, "Like people change clothes, black queen, changes boys. Yesterday we spotted a guy with her and now again a new guy. On asking, black queen shamelessly said, "Yeah. I make out daily with a new guy for my pleasure. Do you have any problem?" Well, miss black queen we don't have any problem. It's your life."
The man stops reading when he felt someone hugging him from his back. He smiled and keeping the newspaper aside pulled her in front.
"What was so interesting in the paper Mr. Malhotra that you were so engrossed?", the girl asked smiling keeping her hands around his neck.
"Well there is nothing more interesting in this world than the girl in front of my eyes", smiling he said.
"Buttering and all! Good going.", she said and took the paper and read the headlines.
"Oh.! This b***h. Again in headlines.", she said looking the pic of a girl of 21, dressed up in a black sexy outfit, in the newspaper.
"Yeah. Again with her slutty news.", he said with disgust.
"Black Queen. Huh.! Bloody slut.! After snatching everyone's happiness she is enjoying.", she said with disgust remembering something.
The man hugged her n said glaring the pic of the girl, "She will pay. Just a few more days."
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A girl sleeping in a lavish queen size bed covered with black duvet.
The whole room is in black shade.
The girl woke up because of her mobile's alarm.
She directly went to the washroom and after taking the shower came to the closet attached to it.
Choosing one of the sexy black outfits from all expensive designer black outfits she turned towards the large mirror.
Wearing the dress, she went to her shoe section where again she had a black collection of shoes.
Finally getting ready in the black outfit she came out of her room.
She looked and smirked looking at her lavish bungalow.
Descending down from large stairs, she went to the lavish kitchen and prepared milk for herself.
Taking a sip of her milk, she called someone.
"How much more time do you need to send the breakfast?", she barked on the fellow on the other side.
"Ma.. mam.. I'm just a street away from your home.", stammering badly the fellow answered but he called his death for the word he used.
"You.Are.Fired. No need to bring the breakfast.", she barked.
"But..mam..what have I done?", he cried from another side.
"You called my bungalow home.! And I will make sure your small filthy food servicing company will be closed within few hours.", barking for last she disconnected the call and threw the mobile in anger.
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