In the President’s office, on the twenty-fifth floor of Knight Group, “May I come in?” Mishka asked, tilting her head. “Oh yes, please come in.” Danny smiled, rising from his chair, and Mishka walked in with a small white sheet of paper in her hand. “You asked for half an hour and you are back in just fifteen minutes.” Christian narrowed his eyes. “You failed to solve the problem.” He said, taking a glance at his wristwatch. Mishka opened her mouth to answer him, but he interrupted. “Anyway, it’s alright. Danny, call that hacker Karen Shaw. I hope he is free to entertain us.” Christian sighed, gazing at Danny when Mishka interrupted him. “I have already dealt with the issue, and I have tracked the IP address. This is the detail. Call the cops and they will do the rest of the job.” Mishka forwarded the white slip in Christian’s direction and the latter stared at her, slowly taking a look at the white slip on his desk. Danny, watching Christian’s embarrassed face, wanted to laugh ba
“What the hel….” Mishka turned and screeched loudly, but watching Christian’s intense eyes pinned at her. Mishka’s next word died in her throat.“I'm taking my wife out for lunch, so you, my dear cousin, better focus on your work and stop intruding between the newlywed couple,” Christian said in a domineering voice, one that sends chills down the spine, and without waiting for his response, he disconnected the call.“Who decided we are going out?” Mishka asked, folding her arms beneath her breast.“I decided,” Christian responded calmly, and before Mishka could react, he continued, “It’s my way of saying thank you for the help you provided today and the last time.”Mishka looked at him, narrowing her eyes, “It’s fine. There is no need for you to take me out for a lunch.” She answered, and Christian slightly opened his mouth at her blunt refusal. Danny, on the other hand, was amazed, too.It was the first time that someone rejected a lunch date with his Greek god-like friend. Danny stil
“Did you find how the chandelier fell?” Pasha asked his trusted man on the phone call, and his eyes widened when he heard the reply from the other side. “What?” He shrieked. “Yes, someone cut the rope of the chandelier and tried to kill them.” The man from the other side answered. “Did you check the CCTV cameras?” Pasha asked, biting his lips. “Yes sir, but all the cameras on the second floor are blank, nothing recorded.” “I see,” Pasha responded. “But when we checked the recording near the bar, we saw Jake looking up at something, and then storming towards the staircase. He might know something regarding this. Do you want me to interrogate him?” The man asked, and Pasha furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. “No, officer, I will look into this matter personally. Anyway, thanks for the help.” Pasha said and ended the call. He remembered an incident from the past where someone tried to kill Luke as well when Leo announced his retirement and was about to hand over Knight Group to Luk
Christian watched Mishka rushing inside the mansion and rested his head on the steering wheel and called Danny. “I fucked up again!” He sighed. “What did you do now?” Danny asked, genuinely concerned about him. “I don’t know! I feel trapped. Since the day I’ve taken her signature, I feel suffocated! I can’t breathe.” Christian explained his feelings. “I don’t have any commitments toward her, but I feel like I’m cheating on her.” Danny sighed on the other side as Christian continued. “The world seems to disappear when I am with her. I am trying to shake off this feeling, but failing miserably. I don’t want to be like Vera, who was in love with someone else and married someone else, destroying three lives!” “Calm down, Chris!” Danny said. “No matter how much you try to convince yourself that Mishka isn’t the right one for you, your heart knows the truth! Why are you insulting Mishka every now and then? Are you afraid that her qualities will make you fall for her or are you afraid bec
Christian mumbled sorry to Mishka stroking her cheek. He was about to pick her up in his arms when he found her clutching something in her hand. Christian leaned forward, knitting his eyebrows in confusion, and opened her hand only to find a small decorated elephant-faced wax statue. Christian picked it up in his hand, and levelling up to his eyes, he smiled looking at it. He knew it was a statue of Lord Ganesha (The destroyer of obstacles), one of the prominent Indian Gods of Hindu Mythology. Christian put the idol of Lord Ganesha inside his pocket and carefully picked up Mishka in his arms. He walked back to his room and laid her down on the bed gently when he found one of the shirt’s buttons stuck in his pendent. Staring at her face, Christian tore his button as he didn’t want to disturb her. He covered her with a comforter and retrieved the idol from his pocket, walking to the wooden wall mounted stand. Removing the expensive vase he especially brought from Italy, Christian pl
Christian, tapping his fingers anxiously on the steering wheel, waited for Mishka. He was looking at the designer mahogany door from time to time, and finally, his wait ended. The door cracked open and Mishka stepped out in silver high heels, which were perfectly showcasing her diamond-studded toe ring and sleek silver anklet. Christian looked in her direction and was instantly captivated by her gorgeous appearance. Mishka was wearing a single strapped long white Anarkali suit, with a long white designer dupatta (scarf) hanging around her neck where her infinity pendant was dazzling. Her dark brown wavy hair was curtain straight cascading down to her waist, and in the centre, on top of her forehead, a small red tick of vermillion was shining. Her hand moved to tuck strands of hair behind her ear in which silver bangles were sparkling. The chauffeur opened the door of the passenger seat. “Thank you!” She smiled, sitting comfortably next to Christian and buckled her seat belt while Ch
“You know, I had a crush on you when I saw you at Michelle’s fashion show, but later I got to know from my sources you are dating Christian Knight,” Tommy said while taking tequila shots. “But we are not together anymore,” Lia played with the rim of her wineglass. “Oh! Why?” Tommy asked. “He got married yesterday.” Lia laughed. “Don’t pretend! You know he got married!” Tommy smirked. “I wonder how could someone break up with a gorgeous girl like you? He is dumb!” He said, and Lia nodded, stepping down from the high rise barstool. “Let’s not talk about him. Would you like to dance with me?” Lia asked seductively, and Tommy smirked, slipping down from the barstool. He held her waist, and they disappeared in the crowd, who were dancing like there was no tomorrow. *** Christian’s eyes danced between Leo and Mishka. “She told grandpa everything. I’m screwed now. Fuck!! Fuck!! Fuck!!” He muttered under his breath and rubbed his face. Mishka started sweating, thinking about the reacti
The next morning, Lia woke up naked under the sheets on an unfamiliar bed and in an unfamiliar room. She rubbed her eyes and tried to get up when she felt someone’s muscular arm around her waist. She turned her head to the left and found a man sleeping on his stomach. His face was on the other side. Lia slowly removed his arm from her stomach and tried to get up when the man turned and captured her again in his arms. Startled, she widened her eyes and looked at the man next to her, with slightly parted lips. “Oh, my god! Tommy Blenth?” She exclaimed, not believing her eyes. Tommy stared at Lia through his deep blue hypnotic eyes and smirked. “Why? Were you expecting someone else?” He asked and suddenly leaned forward, capturing her lips. Lia blinked her eyes a few times and broke the kiss. “I-I t-think I s-should leave.” She stammered, but Tommy shook his head. “What’s the hurry? Let’s have breakfast together.” Tommy said, removing his arms from her waist. “Get freshen up and join