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Who hunts Who? - 3

Now that one obssesive couple had found their long unrequited love, now it's time for their bait, PRIYA! She was used by Jatin to make Mitra feels miserable. While he was using her she was using him to jealous his unrequited love Prithvi.


"Will you help me?", when Jatin suddenly asked her for help first few months ago. She was dumbfounded cause they never ever exchanged any word except for the work matters.
"Why I will help you?", she was cautious,
"You will. I have a group project with Prithvi that will continue for... maybe a year? Or it can stretch for two years with lots of business trips and alone time.",
After thinking for a while she said, "I am not interested. Find someone else for your game.",
When she was leaving he grabbed her hand and winked at Prithvi who also had an unrequited love for Priya but they ignore each other every single second.
"What the heck you perv!", she screamed.
"Just wait and watch.", he said with a weird tone that she didn't understand.
She tried to release her hand but her was too strong to tackle. Then out of nowhere Prithvi came and released her hand took her with him without saying anything. When they were leaving Jatin was smiling confidently.
(Step Prithvi and Priya completed at once!)

At noon, everyone was out for lunch and Mitra and Prithvi were out for meeting, it was just Priya and Jatin inside alone in the room. Priya, who is still mad at Jatin about morning confront him. He went to his work station and confronted him, "What the hell are you trying to do? Messing with me!",
"Wait a sec!", he said on phone.
Jatin took his earphone out and asked, "What do you want...", he smirked and took his phone near to his mouth and said, "What you want Priya?", in a soft tone,
She was taken aback from this. She was dumbfounded.
He then said in phone, "Mitra, I will call you in a sec. You and Prithvi should enjoy your lunch together. Don't worry about me, I am with Priya. She asked me out for lunch and we are going too. B~ye!", *beep! He said in such a tone that everyone on the end were shocked except him.
Priya shouted, "Just because of slight rejection you are toying with me!?!",
He just smiled and said, "Who are you to reject me?
The only one who can reject me is, Mitra...no! She also can't reject me just accept me! Like you have to accept my offer!
Help me and I will help you. What do you decide?",
He was waiting for the answer while Priya was fidgeting to answer seeing this man madness for her. Seeing her taking a lot if time he dropped the bomb on her, "I asked Prithvi about you.",
"What did he said?", she asked,
"What do you think?",
"...", She kept silent.
He said, "I am saying his words, 'To be honest, she is good but at the same time she is out of my league.'
He said that but when I asked if she approached you, what he will do?
Do you want to know what he replied?",
She nodded aggressively!
He laughed and said, "He said that he will appreciate that gesture but as a man he want to approach you and win you like a medal."
She was stunned by his response. Priya, one of the beautiful fine lady in the company always had a dream that she would definitely be proposed by a a handsome man in an unique way that no one had ever heard of.
"But he is too afraid to be rejected by you that he wants me to help you but you don't want to so I can't do anything for that pure man...", he paused for, one and said, "I have to reject his request. Thanks for your corporation. I should get going.", he left his work and started walking toward the door.
"Wait!", she screamed,
He stopped. She ran to him and said, "I will help you instead you have to help me too or otherwise!",
He laughed and said, "Did I ever failed to fulfill my promises?",
She did want to agree but... "Yes, you are right."
He smiled and said, "You are on the safe hand fake love.",
"Ew! Don't make me wanna puke."
"You can't never match her.", he said and left confidently.
(I hate his confidence!)

After their agreement Jatin and Priya started spending more time with each other. It was like killing two birds with one stone. He and Prithvi is working on the same project so he can transfer all the data about him to get close to him like-
Priya: His birthday?
Jatin: Last week, fifth of May.
She shattered as she looses her golden opportunity.
Priya: His favourite meal?
Jatin: Anything home-made.
Priya: His favourite drink?
Jatin: Shikanji.
Priya: His favourite colour?

His favourite shade?

His favourite movie?

His favourite book?

Jatin snapped: How would I know his favourite colour?! What am I? His mom?
Priya, irritated: If not you then who? Who else can I ask? I am helping you in front of Mitra and making rumours. Why can't you?
Jatin, even more irritated: 'Why can't I?' Are you asking me 'why can't I?' What else do you want me to do? I already informed your birth date, birth day, your favorite cuisine, your favorite drink, what kind of car you like and hate, what kind of flavour you like, your blood group, your Facebook, your insta, even your stray cat you are feeding in front of your house- (you don't even have to try.) I vomitted every single details you want me to-
He sensed someone and shove the iced coffee in his to her mouth and said nervously, "I-I am sorry. I was just trying to give it to you. Here use this to wipe yourself.", he offered his handkerchief to her.
Mitra saw them and walked smilingly hurt. As soon as she left he took his kerchief back. "Use yours."
"You physco! No one could heard us here in the extreme corner of the office. And atleast you could had just changed the subject, you are the one who was talking not me. Just to shove your iced coffee on my face and for your kind information I hate coffee just as your personality."
He took sip from his coffee and said in teasing tone, "So, you will need one to meet your extreme wish.",
"What the heck!",
"Your baby loves it. Good luck!", he went ahead with Prithvi who heard the last sentence and was blushing whereas she was confused for who he was blushing for her, for himself or for that obsessed physco!