Prologue

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" Where's the heroine?" He asked as he tightened his fist.

" Sir , she isn't...she said she won't...." Ananya , his assistant stammered unable to complete the sentence.

" I'm here to direct , not to give you a speech therapy. Speak out idiot." He yelled at her.

" She said she won't try the costume." Ananya said in one go and wiped the sweat off her forehead with the kerchief.

He went to the Caravan as he took fast steps , Ananya literally ran behind him to match his pace.

"  Ammai Chaala andhanga  vundi thathaiyaa! Krish ki nachinda ?"

( She's very beautiful grandpa , did Krish like her?)

That's it , Chezhiyan lost his cool.
This scene is to be shot at the airport which consumes more cost for delay and she's talking about her cousin's wedding like nothing happened.

He didn't even knock the door , he stormed inside.

Her eyes widened as she didn't expect him.

" Nenu , tharavatha call chesta ."
( I will call you later.) She disconnected the call.

" Can't you wait  till I get ready? " She whispered near his ear as her finger involuntarily wiped off the sweat drops near his earlobe.

" Ananyaa!" He yelled and his assistant who was waiting for him outside the caravan rushed inside.

" Explain the scene to Sidharth. I want him to do it in a single take." He said and gave her a bundle of papers. She nodded and literally ran out of the caravan .

" Ipo enna dan di un prechanai?"
( What's your problem?)

He lost his patience. The way he addressed her gave her goosebumps.

Her eyes fell on him with admiration. His lips curved for a sarcastic smile.

" The technicians working here aren't born with a golden spoon like you mam. They didn't get a easy entrance like you did. So , I kindly request you to consider our situation. "

Her face went pale.

" Come soon Kiara." He is about to leave.

" It's Kiara Pratap." She said, her face beamed with pride as she uttered those words.

Kiara is the daughter of Shiv Pratap ,  the superstar of Telugu industry and Akshaya Pratap (née Alluri) , who owns a production house.

His lips curved as he stepped down the caravan.
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Alluri Siddharth Abhimanyu checked himself in the mirror as he said some corrections to the makeup artist.

After few minutes, his lips curved as he stared at his reflection.

" Perfect." He muttered. The make-up artist left the caravan when Ananya entered.

" Where's Chezhiyan?" He asked in a stern tone .

" He's with Kiara mam." She whispered in a low tone and his eyebrows narrowed.

" Fine , explain the scene." He said as he sat on the couch.

Her eyes fell on his car key , the keychain attracted her. He noticed it and snapped his fingers infront of her.

His face hardened, she didn't know why he's very hostile towards her from the beginning. He didn't even know her.

She explained the scene , more than the words her eyes conveyed a lot to him.

He just nodded and got up to leave.

" Dileep!" He called and his PA entered the caravan.

" Take care of my belongings." He said as his eyes scanned Ananya who lost her patience.

" Enna patha thirudi madhiri Iruka ungaluku?"

( Do I look like a thief to you?)

Dileep couldn't understand the language but he understood that the girl is yelling at his boss. Before he could react , Sidharth shrugged his shoulders .

His lips curved for a smile as he stepped down the caravan.

Rasanai thodarum !

( The admiration continues!)

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Author's note:

English isn't my first language, so please bare with me. And the story is entirely fictional. Any resemblance of real life entities are purely coincidental.

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