“I mean, you must have dated many beautiful, gorgeous, sexy women in the past, maybe some Victoria’s Secret Models too. Maybe you found someone attractive at the party and kissed her. Why Mishka’s words are ringing in my head nonstop? Why does it seem familiar, like I have heard this before?” Christian asked himself, closing his eyes, and images of last night flooded into his mind. “I sat on her bed. She came in and switched on the lights. I asked her to sit beside me and then when she didn’t agree, I pulled her towards me and she landed straight on me and then…… I kissed her. Fuck, I kissed her!! I kissed Mishka!! But why she lied to me when I asked her?” Christian recalled the details. A number of questions wandered in his head and he held his face in his hand, feeling completely disoriented. “Come on, Mishka, you can do it!” Christian heard Daniel cheering for Mishka and he walked to the window to take a look outside. He removed the curtains and found Daniel playing basketball wit
At Meridian Hotel, Christian gave the presentation of his upcoming project to his client Mr Smith and he was impressed with Christian’s brilliant ideas. He approved the project and demanded blueprints for further understanding. All three gentlemen had lunch together and then Mr Smith left, leaving Danny and Christian alone. ~ CHRISTIAN~ “and I kissed her….” I told Danny everything about last night, and he was listening to me patiently with his legs crossed. He was sipping coffee, but as soon as I mentioned the kissing part, he choked, coughing and laughing at the same time. “What the hell? Why are you laughing?” I asked, annoyed. “Nothing, just I wanted to ask something. Last night you left the party furiously only to go home and kiss her?” Danny asked while trying to control his laugh. “Do you think it’s funny, asshole? Here I am increasing my troubles instead of solving them and you are laughing at me.” I asked, glaring at him. “First, you are not in any trouble, you are just
Mishka watched Christian glaring at her before taking the first step on the stairs, but Leo interrupted him, “Chris, change your clothes and come back fast. We will wait for you.” “I will have dinner in my room. I am exhausted.” He said in an irritated tone and turned to leave. “No, come back here fast. I want to discuss something important,” Leo said sternly. “Fine, I am coming.” Christian nodded and left for his room. “Why do you force Chris on every small thing?” Jennifer said, rolling her eyes. Leo narrowed his eyes at her. “Excuse me, do I have to take your permission to eat dinner with my grandson?” He asked. “No, I didn’t mean that, but you are already forcing him to marry her like you forced his father to marry Vera,” Jennifer said looking briefly at Mishka, “And now you are forcing him to have dinner with all of us when he is clearly stating that he is tired. Can’t he have some privacy in his life?” Jennifer sneered, and Mishka pursed her lips, focusing on her food. “Je
“Why do you want to get married in the next three days?” Mishka was startled and turned to look at the source of the voice. She found Leo standing with his arms across his chest. “I heard your conversation with Pasha. I know you are seriously ill. That’s why I preponed the wedding date so that you could freely go to Canada for your further treatment.” Mishka answered in a plain tone, and Leo’s face dropped. “I am sorry! I know I am troubling you a lot, but I am helpless.” He pursed his lips in a thin line, and Mishka moved to where he was standing. “No, Dadu, it’s fine! Please don’t cry,” She said, holding his hands and pausing to muster all her strength to say the next word. “After him, it’s you all I have. I can do anything for both of you. Please don’t be sad. It breaks my heart to see you like this,” Mishka said, stroking Leo’s hand. “Look at me, Dadu, see I am happy and I genuinely wish to marry Chris in the next three days. But you have to promise me, you will leave immediate
~ MISHKA ~ I was in a deep sleep when I heard someone knocking at my door. Rubbing my eyes, I looked at the clock on the wall and it was freaking seven in the morning. “Who wants to see me at this early hour?” I groaned, removing the duvet from my body, and stepped down from the bed to open the door. I saw a beautiful young girl around my age in a maid’s black-and-white uniform with a high ponytail. “Good Morning, Madame, sorry to disturb your sleep. I am Agatha and I am appointed by Sir Leo, especially for you. Now, I will take care of all your needs.” She said, looking at me with a broad smile. “Hello, Agatha, please come inside,” I invited her in, and she came in, closing the door behind her back. “Madame, is there anything you want me to do? Should I fix your bed?” She asked, standing near the door. “Agatha, my name is Mishka, don’t call me madame and I can fix my bed myself. You can sit on the couch.” I folded my duvet, but she came forward to set the pillows. “Madame, I ca
~LEO~ It shocked me to the core when Vera turned her neck and looked at Mishka at the mention of the daughter-in-law, and it’s still hard to believe that Vera showed any movement today. I was dumbfounded with my eyes open wide and came out of my trance when a lone tear escaped Vera’s eyes. Mishka sat on her knees in front of Vera, holding her hand, and tried to console her, but her tears were just not stopping. I sat down on my knees beside Mishka and caressed Vera’s hand, but she was not looking at me and constantly stared at Mishka. “Sir, I think we should let her take some rest. Doctors will come soon.” The nurse said, and I nodded my head. Mishka helped the nurse to get Vera laid on the bed smoothly and then we exited Vera’s room. I turned to Mishka. “You are a magician!! She reacted for the first time in all these years. I can’t explain my happiness in words.” I exclaimed. “I am sure she is recovering.” Mishka smiled, “I did nothing, Dadu. I am sure she got very excited when
At Knight Group, inside the president’s office on the twenty-fifth floor, “What? You will help me with the quotations?” Christian giggled, whereas Mishka frowned at his reaction. “Of course, I can help. Just give me the file. I can help with the cost-cutting,” She argued. “Do you even know the Q of the Quotation? Just go back home, I will figure out something. I want my boulevard project back from Rogers.” Christian said in a determined tone, sauntering towards his desk and picking up the file, but Mishka snatched the file from his hand. “Hey!! What are you doing?” Christian frowned. “At least give me a chance to prove my worth, Chris. Why do you always assume things when it comes to me?” Mishka asked, looking straight into his eyes confidently. Christian deeply exhaled, “Okay, fine, I can give you ten minutes, do whatever you want,” He sat back in his armchair behind the desk while Mishka went back to the couch and took out her glasses from her sling bag. She wore her eyeglasse
Mishka picked up the call immediately, walking out of the Christian's cabin. She feared what would the doctor say, but this time, the doctor informed her that his condition was stable and he was recovering slowly. Mishka sighed in relief and thanked the doctor. She ended the call and turned to leave, only to spot the same two boys who prepared the presentation. Both the boys were trying to talk to her, but they didn’t know how she would react, so they just stood beside the cabin, lowering their heads. Mishka approached them. “What happened? Why are you guys standing here?” She asked, folding her arms across her chest. “Ma’am, we are extremely sorry for the mistakes. Because of our lack of focus, the company lost such an extensive project.” The guy said, and the other one was quietly looking at Mishka’s expression. “But, we promise, we will never make such a mistake again. Please talk to sir and save our job.” “See, if we lose this project, I won’t be in a position to convince him!