"How much i love to see you all red."
Karan spoke and inhaled Mishti's scent last time before standing straight. He could see the growing goosebumps in Mishti, probably because of lack of his warmth. It warmed his own heart.
She does has my effect.
His stupid smile faltered when he found mishti looking at him with an emotion he was foreign too. It was as if she was disappointed by something or she was just trying to fake her smile as the smile was clearly painful.
Maybe she feels nothing for him. Its just his misconception.
The red in her cheeks may not be blush but embarrassment.
Not wanting to embarrass her or make ber uncomfortable, he spoke
"Its fine, she must be just joking and there's no need to take it seriously."
Without paying her another look, he left the place and went straight to Raya who was still sitting in Dining table and was giggling with Lexi.
"Raya, please dont speak like this from the next time. We're just friends so stop trying to play a cupid." His tone came out harsher than he expected. Without waiting for any reactions by the two ladies in dine table, he succeeded to his bedroom.
Entering his thumb-pin, he slammed the door behind him.
How much he wanted Mishti to feel the same he felt for her. How much he wanted Mishti to be giddy about their time. How much he wanted Mishti to acknowledge his feelings.
But one cannot force someone to feel the same way they feel about them. Its a choice of an individual whom he/she wants to adore.
Yes, he adored her. He cannot say he love her but he definately feels something stronger than a mere crush or like. He craves for her. He crave for some quality time, he crave to have his meal with her, to share the first coffee and last good night, at the end of the day.
He craves for her smile, for her laughter, for her shocking face whenever he teased. He craves for her touches.
Its not lust. Its more than that. He had his nights with many women before and it was just a one-time thing but after meeting Mishti , none could grab his attention. He would be in a crowd of million hot girls but his eyes would search for only one. Mishti.
He has never been intimated with her or got involved in any of the sexual activity but he still craved for her touches. At morning when their fingers would brush while passing the coffee cup, at evening when she would bring him lunch and sit beside him and at night, when she would take his bag and they would sit for an hour, all talking while yawning at late nights.
The moments that he stole in mid, were his favourite.
But if Mishti feels uncomfortable, he would dare not to do anything again. Had she told him earlier, he would have already backed out.
The buzzing of his phone shook his thoughts and he found the caller to be Mishti. He picked the call with a frown.
"Karan, can you please open the door to your room?" Came mishti's rushing voice.
Without a word in reply, he opened the gate and was engulfed in a sudden hug. Before Mishti and him could touch the ground, he balanced himself. "What happened? Is everything fine?"
"I'm sorry Karan. I really am. I didn't mean to refuse you or deny my feelings. Its just i could find no words to explain myself and you left after misunderstanding me." She sobbed.
He just rubbed her back tenderly, pondering over her words.
"I want us to give a chance and make raya happy." She whispered.
"You don't need to if..."
"I want to, karan. I want to. " she whispered again.
Breaking their hug but her still in his arms, karan cupped her face. "Are you sure?" His voice held insecurity.
Mishti nodded and advanced towards him. She kissed corner of his mouth and whispered looking deep into his eyes. "More than i ever will."
A sweet smile broke out his face and he could not be happier. "I promise to make this, us, as beautiful as stars twinkling around a full moon."
Mishti hugged him again while burying her face in his chest. Feeling her armd around her and chin above her head, she smirked.
How good of an actress she was!
He broke away the hug as soon as he reminded something. He dragged mishti to the outside of the room and smiled tenderly at her. Mishti looked at him with all her focus.
Karan turned to the AI lock and did something which was completely Foriegn to her. He then took her thumb and scanned it in the scanner. The device accepted her thumb print.
Mishti smirked for a brief and turned confused when karan turned to her. He pulled her to himself and she kept her hands on his broad muscular chest.
"What was that?" She feigned innocence.
"Since we are giving us a chance you should have an access to my room." He told her and kissed her forehead. His lips lingered at her skin for a little long and Mishti could not help but feel alien in her guts.
It felt so wrong yet so right.
His proximity always had an undescribed affect on her which was enough for her to want to tell him all the truth and stop playing the dumb role. But she had her mind set! She won't let her plans go in vain.
She got the access to his bedroom today, tomorrow she will take the same of his office and slowly of his company.
"Its late. I should leave now."
How much karan wanted her to stop and keep her all to himself but he knew it would be too soon. They are still coping up with the sudden confession and will need time to assess everything.
He reluctantly nodded and left her to go. She looked at him one last time before turning.
She smirked while walking to her room. She finally did it!
She could not wait to tell about it to Lexi. She would be so happy!
"you seem so happy? What happened? Did you got the access to his office?" Lexi asked once she entered.
"Soon it will be too." Mishti opened her long silky hairs and looked at her reflection in the wide mirror. "He has started trusting Mishti and now Mishti will take the advantage of it!"
"I'm proud of you tejasswi!"
"You should be, Alina!"
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Karan's pov.
"Bring the a**hole and torture him till death." I order Mr. Carcy. "I want all the informations till this afternoon"
Ending the call, i heave out a sigh.
Mr. Carcy is my one of the most trusted men. He is with me since i was fourteen. He has seen me growing up. From fall to rise. He has always played a role of father for me and i respect him equally as my father.
Talking about my father, his health has been constantly diminshing since a week. His medications are being revised daily by the best doctors but its all vain.
Yesterday, a doctor,Mr. Saipal, suggested me to contact the doctor who operated my father a month ago. Mr. Saipal had a deep doubt that the doctor might have operated my father wrong and now dad is just facing the consequences.
I had asked him that if the operation was wrong, why dad was alright till a week ago. His reply came convincing. He told that till two weeks of post-operation, my father was injected with all the vitals and had a heavy dose of medics which helped him to subside the pain. The third week when the doses stopped affecting, dad started having contractions in his abdomen but he ignored it.
His ignorace now caused a deep trouble and he has lost all his appetite. He is turning thinner and pale. Everytime i look at him, it breaks my heart thinking how helpless i am!
I can spend all my riches if someone guaratees my father's health. But all the doctors are losing hope. Except Dr. Saipal. He is fighting hard for my dad's life and i will be always in his debt.
Today, i finally had my team to abduct the mean doctor as he won't speak truth. If my team is still unable to bring out the confession, i will take the case to myself and will take the confession.
My thoughts broke when my phone beeped. It was of Mishti and i picked it up. She was still unaware of dad's health. "Hey."
"Hi. Are you busy?" She spoke in her melodious voice.
"If you don't mind, can you come with me today? Its my friend's birthday and she asked me to bring a plus one." She spoke after having my negative response.
She was inviting me to a party this evening when i planned to meet the traitor, the doctor who false operated dad.
If i go with her then it would mean to prolong the meeting and if i dont, it would mean hurting her. She must have grown some expectations after this morning and i just can't ruin it on the very same day.
"Its fine if you are busy. I can go along with someone else."she spoke after a minute of silence. His voice resonated a sense of disappointment.
"And who would that be?lexi?" It was strange yet true that lexi and her had turned out to be great friends. It was not even a month and they are like soul sisters.
But i myself grew fond of Mishti in such a short span, so cant really question them.
"Ofc not!" She replied immediately. "I'm straight for God's sake. I can't bring a girl as my da---" she fell into silence as she realized what she was blurting out.
I chuckled imagining her biting her tongue and cussing herself while having her eyes closed.
Its always fun teasing her!
"So, were you asking me to be your date tonight?" I asked her amusingly.
"Maybe yes. But now i plan to take Pratik, you know my one of the best friends as a dat--" i cut her before she could even complete the sentence.
"Fine, i'll come." I say. "As you insist so much!"
I could imagine her again, this time rolling her eyes at my cockiness. "Fine, whatever helps you to focus on your work. Bye."
"Be ready at 6." i hung up with a smile.
She is such a little vixen. Shy and red in one second and bold & sassy in another.
My mood turns back to sour when i see my father's image in my desk.
"I'm coming to meet the a$shole." I inform Mr. Carcy in a message and drive to my destination.
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