“ It's Not About The Game But The Player Who Is Known For Breaking Hearts.”
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|MAX'S POV|
" Turn off the goddamn alarm." I mumbled, burying my face on the pillow.
" Baby it isn't alarm, your cellphone is ringing." A slutry, annoying voice dropped into my ears.
I groaned and parted my eyelids only to saw a naked woman lying next to me. Scrunching up my nose, I straightened my limbs.
" Hello." I yawned, bringing the iPhone to my ear.
" WHERE THE F–CK ARE YOU? I'VE BEEN CALLING YOU SINCE AN HOUR. MOTHER F–CKER, YOU BETTER BRING YOUR ASS TO MY PLACE RIGHT NOW."
Vishal, my oh-not-so-good best friend screamed from the other side making me roll my eyes at his sudden PMSing self.
Asshole.
" Well, good morning to you too." I replied with sarcasm dripping from my voice.
" F–ck of
