There is a slight chillness in the air, the tree leaves turning a shade darker. Winter is coming. And no, there are no white walkers here. Except the kids who come to get candies on Halloween. Ugh, I hate that festival. Not because of the kids,but because I never had candies with me. Bruh, I don't even have a place to live. How can I provide candies to kids when I can have them for lunch? The idea does not fit well with those small mind, small bodies. They try their cutest expressions and when I refuse, their expressions turn horrific. It literally feels as if I have stolen something from them. And that makes me feel guilty. Hence, the hating conclusion on Halloween. Talking about kids, today Laila is going to attend her first nursery class. Not as a kid, but as a teacher. It is even hard to think of that girl as a teacher. Now don't get me wrong. I love her and appreciate her for who she is. But still, Einstein can't be a donkey and donkey can't be Einstein. That's th
I hate nursery schools. Not because of the teachers that still haunt in my dreams, but because this fucking school stole my relaxation time! The bus drops Laila and me in front of the park that is close to the school. We both walk to the school gate, the chilly air pricking my skin. I should have worn a sweater. The only sweater I have. Courtesy of Udipi Adarsh. Though why is a sweater called a sweater? Does it make you sweat? Hmm. That might be the case. But my sweater is always thin enough to not even let the slightest comfort of warmth reach my body."We are here. Eeeeee." Lai jumps and I look around to check if anyone saw ys or not. Fortunately,no one did. Who will call her as the nursery teacher? Poor children."Yay." I fake my excitement, which is of course, clearly evident. Laila turns around at me and narrows her eyes. The way she does it gives the clear picture that she is Aunt's daughter. There is not even
My head spins as I see these creatures called children jumping up and down the desks, torturing the toys more than playing with them. One of them takes the broken toy train and hits another boy,who then takes the other half of the train to fight a combat with him. Combat with toy train halves. Not swords. These people will be great warriors, I can tell. Some of the children, including little girls, try to climb up the table on which Laila is currently sitting, her entire body trembling at the army. Some of them shout so loud, I wonder if my eardrum is still intact. A few notice me on this side and run towards me. Shit!I try to find an escape route but two boys grab my arms and start dragging it. In a second, I have become a human seesaw on which the children are jumping. "Play, play!!!" They scream and I grit my teeth, trying my best to release my precious and only available pair of arms from the clutch of these demons. I do not regret refus
I stare at the phone screen, my fingers hesitating to press the call button. Should I call him? Or should I wait for tomorrow? He is certainly pissed off right now. And I don't even have the liberty to shout at him. Even if he gave me that liberty, I cannot use it. I took Lai's words seriously. Yes, that same Lai who is currently laying on her butt over the bed like the dead and Sonia is walking over her back to ease the pain. We are in such a condition that at this point, I won't mind if a tractor runs it's wheels over my back. I would rather feel relieved.I blow away some air from my mouth and press the call button. My heart beat keeps pacing up with each ring coming from the callertune. After three rings, the call is received and I feel like running away from the phone and hiding somewhere. "Hello."There is silence for a second. "Hmm. Say." He speaks, his voice heavy. He is angry. I can even imagine his handsom
I honestly did not consider myself being that idiot who actually falls for these overused words like 'you are beautiful.' I have heard them so many times in college, when some men were hitting on Laila. Yes, she could have had a boyfriend at that time, but knowing how her family is, I suggested not doing it. One mistake and she will be grounded forever. Plus I did not believe in those boys. I have seen very few couples in school and college who end up marrying each other. Relationships at such a young age do not remain intact. But what about Dhruv? Has he done this before? The thought of him telling some other girl or even a sugar baby that she is beautiful does not sit well with me."Thank you." I say with a small smile.Dhruv gestures to me to sit inside the car and moves aside to make way for me. "After you." I look at the car with the height backseat. I can get inside it. But my back. He looks at my hesitation.&
Both Dhruv and Aunt Suru stare at me in silence. I guess the way I said it was awkward. So I look up and laugh. "I mean, childhood days were so good. There was nothing to worry about and all."Aunt Suru smiles. "True. But Mimo does not agree with that." She points at him. But he stares at me for a fine moment. Did he get a hint of my sadness in those words?"No, I do not approve. And please do not embarrass me like that, maa. I am an adult now. I have left my childhood far behind." He says, his voice having a depth in it. As far as I know, Dhruv is quite distant from his family. I wonder why. They seemed pretty normal to me. But then again, maybe they only looked normal from outside. One cannot see the cracks from the exterior. You have to dig deeper to know the truth."But those are so cute, Mimo." I stretch the last word and Dhruv arches an eyebrow at me, while Aunt Suru bursts into laug
I did not expect it, but this actually feels good. Really good! The woman I am naked to, Rubina, is assigned to give me a spa and massage. I first wondered if we had to go to some massage parlour, but I forgot that my Sugar Daddy has a built-in spa in his mansion. How typical is that? Calling him as my Sugar Daddy sounds weird though. Even in my thoughts. I would prefer Dhruv. Or boyfrien–no way! He is not my boyfriend. This relationship is as good as the contract. Once it ends, this ends too.I sigh, something hurting within me for the idea of ending this relationship. Do I really have to? It reminds me that Dhruv told me,it is based on my decision to keep this relationship or not. I had fixed my mind earlier that I will definitely leave the moment I get the chance. But now, I am sceptical. How is leaving this contract even going to benefit me? I have to keep going on with my service and fall under the grasp of another sugar daddy. Who
"Are you for real?" I scowl at him and he hides his smile under his hand. He was seriously asking me about marriage? Marriage!?? Was he proposing to me? And why do I feel so good about it? Damn it!!!!"Meera, eat your rice child. It will get cold." Aunt Suru says and I nod my head."Yes, Meera. Concentrate on eating." Dhruv adds in tune and I give him another scowl. He appears to be enjoying teasing me very much.I take a spoonful of rice with paneer curry and put it in my mouth. The paneer immediately melts in my tongue and the curry adds up the requisite spice. A moan escapes my mouth and both Aunt Suru and Dhruv look at me."She likes it." Dhruv tells Aunt Suru and she smiles."Yes, it's really good. The quality of the paneer is amazing." I say and take another spoonful in my mouth."I made it myself." She
"You know what? You should work in mystery films. You will single handedly kill people with your suspense.""Yes, I know that. But I am happy with my business. Thank you very much. Now, let's go. If the digestion starts kicking in, you will feel sleepy and then we won't be able to have our trip.""Fine." I move up from the seat and we walk out of the mansion, with Blondie trailing behind. We all settle down inside the car and Boris starts to drive. Fifteen minutes later, we enter a residential area. Why are we here? A huge metallic black gate stands in our way and opens with a noise that startles me. The car moves inside and I look through the window to find several high-rise buildings. By the look of it, this place looks pricey and more or less a complex project. The land around stretches as far the vision goes and there are at least three separate parks, and one big swimming pool. Definitely fancy. The car moves a
Thank you so much for spending your time to read this story and stick through the end of it. It finally came to an end and I feel elated to have my Meera and Dhruv get together. I hope you all have enjoyed this story. What was your favourite moment in the story? Who was your favourite character? I would love to hear out all your thoughts. My sincere apologies for the mistakes throughout the novel. I promise to work on them while editing to make this story a better read for the future readers. For those who don't know, I also have another story written here known as "The Alpha of Knight". It's a Werewolf love story, so if you like my work then please do give it a shot.
One month later, I finally got custody for Sonia. Thanks to Dhruv and his high-paid, fancy private investigators and lawyers on the run, it was a piece of cake. Udipi was immediately charged and found guilty in the court. I never expected this day would come. But my heart is finally at peace. I got what I craved for a long time. Freedom from Udipi Adarsh. My house was free from investigation and so I shifted back there. Though I kept making stupid reasons to stay in Dhruv's mansion. Hey, don't judge me right away! It was not because it was comfortable. The house he gifted was no less than heaven. But it was because...you get it right?So, I had to forcefully drag myself back to my house with Laila and Sonia. Aunty and Uncle did not have a single clue that their daughter had done a heroic job of getting me out of the grasps of jail and actually visiting a police station. I don't even want them to know because Aunty will certainly pass out from
We rush past the people towards the counter of the Airport. The moment the car stopped, Dhruv's men told him that they had spotted her and stopped her in time. Sonia is also with them. The news itself made my adrenaline rush kick in and without a second thought and a second glance,I ran to the entrance. Of course it was a mistake, since the security caught me. But Dhruv got us through within a few seconds. He didn't even have to say anything. The moment the guards saw him, they understood who he was. I believe power gives that to you.A few seconds later, I spot a woman standing with a child, talking to a few men wearing black suits. My eyes grow wide in recognition and my heart feels like it will break through my ribs and land into my hand. Udipi notices me and her face loses all its colors. But all my attention is taken over Sonia who is still crying. Her one cheek looks very red. Did she slap her? That bitch! I lunged at her, in between th
In a moment, the police barges in the house and in front of my eyes, Sonia is dragged by Udipi Adarsh. I try to explain to them why I have kept my sister with me,but due to lack of evidence, they don't believe me. Plus, now they will take me in custody because according to Udipi's claim, I forced Sonia to stay with me. And because of my Sugar baby job, I am trying to push Sonia into prostitution.It takes only a few hours to find myself standing in the police, begging the officers to believe me. But they rather push my words away and consider me as the accused. What has this day turned to? Tears stream down my eyes as I stand helpless, cuffs in my hand, ready to get under the bars. Is this how my life is going to be now? And what about Sonia? I don't know what that disgusting bitch would do to my sister. Sell her to a brothel? Get her married? All these thoughts keep haunting me. And I would be able to do nothing. If I had some time, I would
"Um...I—" I don't get any words to say. I believe Dhruv will say something about it, but he stares at me too. Waiting for my answer. Marriage? Why is this topic even coming up?"Would you?" Dhruv asks and I look at him. Is this some kind of proposal? What should I do? It reminds me of Eleanor's story. The way her rich husband left her. Wait! What the fuck! Marriage shouldn't be a topic here at all! I am too young, well according to me I am. This is not the time to get married. Also, I am not going to marry Dhruv! Especially after hearing what Eleanor said. We have just got to know each other."I don't know." I look down at my nails, and there is silence for a moment."Means, you are not sure that my brother is the one for you?" Harsh asks in a serious tone. Where the fuck is this coming from?"Brothers, I think this is too much. Why ask such a question righ
Meera's POVI put on the pearl white dress Eleanor brought for me without any hesitation and sit for the two hours long torture. Why can't makeup be relaxing like a spa? After the torture is over, I look at the mirror to find my enhanced face with all the makeup and shit. "Eleanor?""Hmm?" She responds behind me, looking through something on her phone."Dhruv came to my house yesterday but I did not see Blondie—I mean the guy who is incharge of watching over us.""Yes, I know. I wanted to discuss about it with you and Mr. Saxena today but since there is a change of plan, I have to shift the meeting to some other day.""Okay. Also, are you sure that Dhruv told you to dress me up in a certain type of clothing?""Yes. He called me again after ending the call to give me specific instructions on how you shoul
Dhruv's POVI stare at the lady, who Ajay claims to be Meera's mother. It is hard to believe that the claims are true because she has nothing identical with Meera. And there is a certain malicious look in her face that only experienced eyes can catch. Which I certainly have. "Oh, I see. Hello Mrs. Adarsh."She nods her head with a smile. "Hello, Mr. Saxena. It is very nice to finally meet you.""Same here. I am fortunate that I could meet you. Meera does not speak much about her family. So I believed you did not live with her.""Ah, yes,yes. I actually come from Kolkata. I recently came here. Meera did not say anything?""No.""Oh…" she looks down. "Why would she, of course." She mumbles,but just in the way it is audible to both Ajay and my ears. Does not fit right with me."S
Dhruv's POV"Boris, make sure my suit is ready for today. I will be home by four in the evening." I tell him and he bows his head. I have told Sia to get my schedule ready today. I had plans to take Meera out,but thanks to my family, it is all ruined now. Yet, I am glad that I still get to spend my time with her. I had told Eleanor about the change in plans and she agreed to do all the arrangements. Though I don't have a clue on what arrangements she was talking about because Meera needs none. A beauty like her can bewitch people with anything. I loved her choice of wearing a saree when I took her to meet my family. One of the things I love about her. She knows what she needs to do. I don't understand why she keeps telling me that she is not good enough to earn a luxury like the one I have gifted her. A woman like her can make anything stand worth millions. She has the brains for it. I need to show her how smart she is. And how brave.
I gasp at her words. "What! But why?""It is because even if you show your love, not telling it means not considering it at all. This will give the next person the impression that you care for them but not anything more than that.""Wait a minute, love? I don't—" I hesitate. I don't love him, right? Love is a deep word to even start with."Leave it. Let's get some food. I bought some vegetables from the market. Can you make something out of them?""Hmm. Bring the packet here." She brings the packet before I start putting the vegetables on the kitchen island and see what I can make out of them. Yet my head revolves around what Lai said a few minutes ago. Will I lose him if I don't tell him my feelings?***********The next day, Eleanor calls me to her office very early and I give Lai the responsibility to take care of Sonia.