Note:- The reason I am posting it before I reached the target was because for the following two or one week, I might not be able to update due to my practicals. After them I would have my vacations so I would be free. Till then enjoy this chapter until I come back from my mini hiatus again! I would be active tho! just not be able to update. If I do get time I would.

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M O V E I N
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R A G I N I

You don't own me." I angrily comment pushing his chest. While he remains in his place unaffected.

"Oh I don't. But I do know that you are mine and I don't like sharing whatever belongs to me." He says determined.

"Why are you here." I ask back angrily, as he smirks.

"Pack your bags." He utters as he finally leaves my waist.

I breathe deeply, and then the tubelight lights up.

"Wait what?"

"I said pack your bags, all your belongings. Everything."

"And why?" I raise my eyebrows.

"You really, think I will let you live alone once I find that you are my mate."

"Who said I will want to live with you?" I retort back angrily.

He again moves closer, caging me again.

"Oh who said you wouldn't." He said gritting his teeth.

"I am not leaving my home." I announce.

"Times over."

"Wait what?"

"I am not asking you anymore. I am telling you."

"Oh, you are not."

"Oh yes I am."

"You won't."

"Don't challenge me, Ragini."

"I am so challenging you, Laksh."

"Okay then." He smirks.

He then, picks me up throwing me on his shoulder.

"Laksh put me down."

"Oh yea you think I will?"

"I didn't even pack."

"I gave you a chance."

And he starts moving towards the door.

"Okay atleast let me pack." I utter in plea.

"Promise me you won't disagree." He conditions.

"Promise." I say truthfully.

He finally lets me down, and I quickly go to my room.

This idiotic man. Useless. Nonsense. Brainless.

I look around memerising it. I will keep coming.

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The whole car drive was silent.

Mainly because,

First, I was on the route of hating my mate.

Second, he is so rude and anger is seriously his other name.

And third, he was silent too.

So whom would I talk to?

On the way, I was hoping him to live in the city, with his office nearby, having a some bhk flat and living nicely.

What I didn't expect, was a two bloody hour drive to his house. Which was in the outskirts, near the jungle- Aarey. Close to our packs and him owning a bloody whole huge ass bungalow.

I am still standing gawking at his house while he is opening the door.

What I knew was if I am sharing the house I am not sharing his bedroom.

I want my privacy, and its not that we are married or engaged or something. We don't even like eachother. His rudeness is making me dislike my mate even more.

I don't care how fine he looks, but if he is this short tempered I have no clue how would I handle him.

And when I know we are committed forever.

I sigh.

"You know you can come in." I hear his voice from now inside the house.

I mutter some swear words and then walk inside. He had already placed my suitcases inside.

"For your convenience you can stay in the.."

I cut him before he says. I know what he wanted too, but it looks better if I say it.

"I will stay in the guest room." I announce while he stares at me dumbfounded-ly.

"Yeah."

He points towards a white coloured door, and I taking my suitcases go there, while he locks the door behind me.

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I shut the door of my room, and breathe.

After so many years I will live in a place other than my flat. I do have stayed at the pack house or hotels but those were for like five days maximum.

Now I have shifted here permanently.

Leaving the memories. Behind.

All memories.

I have grown up there, alone. All alone. And now I am here sharing a house with a male practically a stranger yet my nate.

Who seriously hates me. And is rude and has anger issues.

I open my three large suitcases and start arranging my clothes. I better not juggle, searching my necessities tomorrow morning.

One by one I arrange everything of mine accordingly.

But there's something, I think I am forgetting.

Clothes check.
Phone check.
Stationart check
Sanitary stock check
Antiseptics check.
Undergarments check.
Accessories check
Makeup check
Toiletaries check.

Wait, what the heck.

WHERE IS MY DIARY?

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