Page 109 of Obsession

“Absolutely not,” Navya said.

“Mihir, no,” Reina said at the same time.

Armaan and Vedant looked at the girls in confusion. Mihir didn’t even wait to ask them what was wrong. He was only concerned about Anna.

He rushed out of the restaurant, searching the parking lot. He found Adam first. Through him, he saw her nearing her car.

He ran to her. “Anna, wait.”

She turned. “Now what?”

Just standing close to her made his heart settle. His breathing eased, and all his worries evaporated. All because she was near him.

“What’s wrong, Anna?” he asked. “You don’t look well.”

She crossed her arms over her chest. “And you care because?”

“You know I care, Anna.”

“It surely didn’t seem like it when you were accusing me of sending you to die. It surely didn’t feel like it when you blamed me for working with Ivan.” A weary sigh escaped her lips. “I’m not doing this again with you, Mihir. Go away and leave me alone. And stop calling me Anna. We’re no longer married. We’re no longer anything to each other.”

Before he could open his mouth to reply, someone called her name. She looked to the side and her face widened into a smile.

“Zeeshan, hi!” She greeted her old friend warmly, giving him a hug when he reached her.

Zeeshan looked at Mihir but didn’t acknowledge him. Which was good. Mihir didn’t want anything to do with him. Fucking loser.

“Isn’t it sweet that I keep running into you here, girl?” Zeeshan remarked.

“Lunch meeting?” Anna asked him.

“Yes.” Zeeshan smiled. “Are you coming in, or are you dipping already?”

Mihir glared at the man. Some people never changed. Who spoke in slang now that they were in their early thirties? Dipping? Ugh.

Something clicked in Mihir’s brain. His mind whirled. Suddenly, all the scattered fragments aligned together, completing the puzzle of his past. It was crazy, it was hard to fathom, but it made sense. His heart wrenched. If what he was thinking was true, then… he had made the biggest fucking mistake of his life.

Pulling out his phone, he texted Chekov.

Anna was still talking to Zeeshan when Chekov and Anton appeared behind them.

Anna looked from them to Mihir. “What is going on?”

“You need to come with us,” Chekov said.

Anna frowned, and then her eyes popped when she understood Chekov wasn’t talking to her; he was talking to Zeeshan.

Her frantic gaze rushed to Mihir. “Are you mad? What do you want with him?”

“Me? Why me?” Zeeshan stuttered, looking at the two huge men standing behind him.

Mihir’s lips flattened. Anger rushed through him. The more he thought of it, the more sense everything made. Now, he only had to confirm it. He nodded, and Chekov and Anton moved closer to Zeeshan.

“Mihir, what the fuck is going on?” Anna yelled.

Mihir studied Zeeshan. “I think you know why my men are here. It’s time you deal with the consequences of your betrayal from seven years ago.”

The man visibly paled.

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