Zinda hai toh, pyaala poora bhar le,
Pee ja, pee ja, zindagi ka zehar hai tu pee ja.
Jo bhi hai, bas yahi ek pal hai,
Kal ho na ho, abhi jee le zara.
Zinda hai tu, bhaag Milkha bhaag!
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As we got out of the car, Aditya Bhai sa wished us good luck and drove away. I turned around and saw a big, glass elite building looking at us.
The board on the top said 'ASR Press' and I felt my heart beat faster as we began walking towards the door.Β
This had always been my dream but I never knew that it would be fulfilled like this.
As we walked in the hallway, the receptionist stopped us without looking but then as she recognised us, she bowed and politely greeted. We greeted her back and went to the top building by the private lift made for us.
Mine and Aaliya's offices are just next to each other. We both went our separate ways and immersed ourselves in the work.
My office had a royal beige and creame look with a large wall sized window from where the entire city was clearly visible. A huge chair was placed in front of a large round desk and on top of the desk along with the scattered pens and coffee, a CEO placard rested neatly on the table with the name 'Aaranya Singh Rajput' β polished and commanding.
A smile instantly made its way to my face as my gaze flickered to the placard. I went near the table and sat on the chair, the black leather dipped as I sat. I brushed my fingers over the placard proudly.
After a moment, I heard a soft knock on the door and I composed myself back to my calm and composed form while muttering a soft yet firm and professional "come in".
A lady in her early late twenties entered the room, holding an IPad and a few files.
"Good morning ma'am I am Tanvi your personal assistant from now onwards." She introduced herself politely before bowing her head a little in respect.
I nodded in acknowledgement "Tanvi, There is no need to call me ma'am. Just call me Aaranya and let's be friends so this job would be way much easier for both me and you. Won't it be?" I said a bit playfully, shutting down my professional mode for a bit to make her and myself more comfortable.
Her eyes widened with shock and disbelief but she masked it with a smile and eagerly nodded, as if what I just said was something extremely surprising and she hadn't expected it.
I smirked looking at her expression and then she explained me about the tasks for the day and I attentively heard all she said and nodded.
While I was working on my laptop, I found about a big online scandal in the country βA renounced but new crypto currency company which was in trend for the promising huge returns suddenly vanishes overnight, taking investors' money. β An idea crept up to my mind almost immediately, I took out my personal laptop I have been using for eight years to do tech jobs and most probably hacking.
Yes, I developed a taste for hacking eight years back and since then I had just improved in it.
I hacked the fake site of the crypto currency company and tracked the IP address and as I had expected the crew was dumb enough to not even set proper security systems.
I didn't inform anyone, just texted Tanvi that I am leaving and went out on my bike, yes bike... Bhai sa gifted it to me as I asked for it.
I rode towards a small makeover shop, almost unknown as I didn't want any information coming just yet.
'As even walls have ears'
Coming out of the shop I was looking completely different, almost unlike me. I was dressed in a white shirt and black pants with a short blazer over it. I was hiding a knife in my boots for protection and my long hair was hidden in a wig, changing my hair to shoulder length black hair with scarlet red ends. The make did a tremendous job hiding all my feature making me look unrecognisable.
For sure that old aunty in her fifties did an excellent work.
I took out the small cameras and microphones I found in the drawer of my desk earlier when I was in the office. They looked like diamond studs and not even a fly could doubt that these are cameras with microphones.
I wore the studs, took a deep breath to brace myself for whatever was coming next and sat on my bike all set to drive to the location.
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As Aaranya entered the warehouse from where all this scandal was being operated she brushed the stray locks away, tucking them neatly behind her ears to remove them from the eye of the camera.
Her plan was all set go into the warehouse, make the people trust that she had a better deal, record their confession and leave without leaving a trace.
She walked near the place where all the men and a few women were seated, they all looked a lot older then her.
"Hello people..." She said in a formal and almost firm tone making all the eyes turn towards her. Some looked with confusion glinting in their eyes, some with suspicion and some with understanding.
"Yes?" A lady among them in a red short dress firmly asked while eyeing her from the top to bottom, she looked like she was in her late forties.
"Cold Meadows!" Aaranya said the code without any further discussion or conversation. The mere word made everyone's point of view take a whole 180 degree turn. The all looked at her with similar expressions and then a man in his early thirties led them all into a room.
It was the code she got to know when she hacked the CCTV's of the warehouse and took the opportunity to use it against them as a door opening for her.
She quietly entered the room while looked over the entire place, making sure that the camera caught all the pictures.
"So what's the deal?" A man among them asked his tone was curt yet full of curiosity and greed, he looked like the leader of the crew in his grey shirt and blue jeans.
"Before telling you about my deal I would like to hear about what you done yet. Successfully? So, I could trust you guys on my idea." She asked carefully stitching her words into an effective sentence making the people look at each other with knowing looks.
The lady from the earlier got up straightening her dress as she walked towards Aaranya with a laptop in her hand.
"So, our most recent scandal was the crypto currency company scam. With a bare minimum input we were able bag a deal worth more than crores. And no one even had a single suspicion on us until the day we disappeared." She said with a proud smirk while showing all the files and graphs.
Aaranya pretended to hear her while looking impressed and hiding her own smirk of victory.
After the brief discussion she got up from the chair cleaning away the invisible dust from her pants "You all indeed have a remarkable history. Here is my card and call me in the evening. I will give you all the details about the project I want to sell." She said while handing them a fake visiting card with a faux name 'Advita Chauhan'.
They all nodded and Aaranya left from the warehouse to a quiet and beautiful cafΓ©, she entered the cafΓ© after removing her wig and all the makeup, transforming back to Aaranya Singh Rajput from Advita Chauhan.
She sat on a lone corner while scrolling through all the recording with a proud smile.
Sitting there for three to four hours she completed writing the article, all about the scandal, how she exposed it and attached it on the company's website along with the video and audio clips.
After completing a reward worthy work she went back to the company to pack all her things before leaving for the palace as it was almost post-midnight.
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The next chapter would be uploaded on 7th November, 2025.
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