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EXCERPT- I stared at Arhan Rathore; the fucking Royal Prince and all of sudden anger shot through my pulses. I didn't think twice before I went to him and punched straight across his face. "What the-?" He stopped in middle when he saw me. He froze at his place, his eyes flickering with many emotions. His bodyguards pointed their gun at me all at once and all the officers in the station looked at me in shock. "Asshole." I spat, clenching my fist. "So, you're the Royal Prince, huh?" I laughed, my jaw ticking. He didn't say anything. Just kept on staring at me. I pull out the gun under my dress and pointed straight at him. His bodyguards were about to come in front of him when he gestured them through his hand to stop. "You know what, Mr. Arhaan Rathore. I'm the detective yet I can happily spend my lifetime locked up behind the bars after killing you." I said.
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