Episode3
1090 Words
"I took my time and waited for you, but you know what? "You squandered my time, and I so wanted to slam your handsome face against the wall," she said as I moved back, and she was indeed dangerous.
I don't even have a shield to save myself!! What if she really slammed my face on the wall?
"Ugh, you forget it,” she grunted, stomping her feet like a baby.
"Girl, calm down,” I said softly.
"Oh, how could you? Even your receptionist humiliated me just because of you. "You are the sole reason for everything." Oh yeah, she was whining like a baby.
“Okay, calm down. We can talk slowly. "Don't give more pressure to your vocal cords,” I said, and she gave me a grumpy look before settling into the chair opposite me.
“Drink this,” I said, passing her a glass of water, and she looked at me. ”You must be very thirsty after shouting so much.” She muttered some curses under her breath and then snatched the glass from my hand, drinking it in one go.
Okay, listen, I am so sorry. Mom told me to meet you at lunch, but it just slipped out of my mind---” She didn't let me speak further and started again.
“Just slipped out of your mind, huh? "Koi sasta nasha karte ho aap kya?" (Did you do any cheap weed?) And she was back again shouting.
“Can't you speak without shouting?” I asked, and she made a face.
“But I waited for you. "You don't know how hungry I was," I said without shouting this time.
"Just a minute,” I said, and called my PA.
“Hello? "Do I have any meetings today?” I asked over the phone call.
“No sir, today you don't have any meetings,” he replied.
“Oh great, thanks.” I put the telephone down and looked at her.
"Do you want to have pizza, a burger, or something else?"
I inquired, and she pouted, followed by a smirk on her lips.
Okay, now what's going on in her mind?
“Are you trying to impress me? "If yes, then do it because your first impression was terrible,” she said, making faces, and I couldn't help but smile.
“Tell me what you want to have. "I'll order it, and then we'll talk.” I said, and she looked at me and then sighed.
“No need, I have already ordered pizza for us. "It will be here anytime, but I don't know which one you prefer,” she said, as a fast-forward girl.
"I prefer chicken pizza,” I said, and she made a face.
"Eww, I am a vegetarian,” she said, making an eww face...
“If we get married, then you have to stop eating non-veg, and if you still do, then you will sleep in the other room, okay?” Damn, what the hell was she saying?
such a chatterbox.
I got a call from the receptionist for the pizza delivery. I told her to send it to my cabin.
"Damn, I was so hungry,” she said, taking a bite of pizza while I was gaping at her childlike face.
“Eat na warna thanda hojayega.” (Otherwise it gets cold), she said to me. I cleared my throat and took a bite of my pizza.
"I'd rather not marry you," she interrupted, her gaze fixed on me.
“Did you just reject me?” She got up from her seat, pointing a pizza at me.
She didn't even let me complete my sentence.
“Let me tell you one thing, Avyaan Sehgal. "I am not interested in you either, but just because of my dad, I came here to meet you,” she shouted. I didn't want my ears to bleed.
"Girl, let me complete my sentence,” I said, but she threw pizza in my direction. I dodged it, but it fell on my couch.
"Girl, this is my cabin, and you are making it dirty,” I said, irritated, and walked towards her.
She pointed one more slice of pizza at me, but I was fast. I caught her wrist, and she stumbled because of her heels and leaned on me while my other hand went to her waist to balance herself.
“Ouchhh!” She winced in pain.
“What happened?” I asked, making her stand properly.
“That hurts,” she muttered.
“What hurts?” I asked.
She glared at me and replied, "My ankle hurts, you dimwit.”
"Ouch, Mama." She was a baby, and my parents wanted me to marry her.
"Sit here first," I said, assisting her to a seat on the couch.
POV end
“Let me see," he uttered and knelt down in front of her, making her shocked.
"Hey, you don't need to do all this,” she said.
“Let me see first,” he said, and opened her heels.
"Ahh, that hurts,” she moaned in pain again as he pressed her knuckle.
“It will be fine, just wait,” he said softly, and the next moment she winced in pain.
“Ouch! What did you do? "It hurts so much,” she cried, holding her ankle.
“It's fine, you can walk tomorrow,” he said, looking up at her.
“No, you broke my leg,” she cried, while Avyaan mentally slapped his forehead.
“It will be fine, Shravya,” he said, and she looked at him.
She thought, "My name sounds so good from his mouth," then chucked it.
They were about to respond when they heard a knock.
“Come later, I am busy,” Avyaan replied and turned towards her again.
But that person barged in while Avyaan and Shravya's eyes snapped in that direction.
“What the hell? "Didn't he tell you to come later?” Shravya shouted, getting up from the couch, and the next moment she hissed because of her sprained ankle.
"Sit, Shravya; otherwise it will hurt more,” Avyaan said, getting up and taking her seat again, while the other person was looking at them in shock.
“Where are your manners? "How did you just get in without his consent?” Shravya shouted again.
“Girl, who are you?” asked the other person.
“That's none of your concern,” Shravya said, shaking her head. Now please get out. We are talking.”
- Writer
