Chapter Eight

He shouldn't want to be with her every time but he couldn't help himself. He knew she probably had a crush on his best friend but he didn't want to care.

Girls only wanted two things from him; money and sex and he was tired of being seen as a walking dollar sign. He wanted something different and Sarita was different.

Sarita was a fast learner as she immediately played the tune he'd taught her not even a minute ago and got it right. She smiled big at him after she was done and he fought the urge to pull her into his arms and kiss her.

"You're so fucked, Suryavanshi." He thought grimly.

"About the concert thing... you're not lying to me, are you, Mayank?" She asked. "I mean..."

"I don't lie." He cut her off. "I'd show it to you but the pictures are on my laptop. I lost my phone at that same concert but I was able to get everything back."

"And the only way to see these pictures is... how exactly?"

"Will you be at my party this Saturday? I could show you." He said.

"I don't like