London,“So, do you have any information?” Andrea asked a man who had a mask on his face.“Ma’am, I’ll lose my job. Please don’t do this!!” The man pleaded.“You have taken money from me. Don’t you dare try to cross me,” She said, her cold eyes glaring at the man.“Look ma’am, I only heard a small conversation of your father and I don’t know if it will help you?” He said, and Andrea was getting impatient. “If I knew this will turn out dangerous, I wouldn’t have taken the money.”“Will you fucking start speaking?” Andrea shrieked, but gradually lowered her voice, looking around.“He said to someone to kill the woman and her kids and make it look like an accident. He has appointed someone to do this task in New York,” He finally sighed.“What’s the name of the woman? Fast!!” She asked impatiently.“As I said, I heard his half conversation. I absolutely have no idea!!” He said and Andrea glared at him.“I hope you are telling me the truth.” She said, and the man nodded. “Fuck off!” She m
Mishka’s eye went wide, and she turned to him. Their lips were inches away and Christian stared into her eyes. Mishka successfully removed his grip from her waist while staring back into his eyes with the same intensity, and took a step away from him. But he held her wrist, yanking her back to him, and smeared her face with the flour he had in his other hand.“Happy Holi,” He said and turned his back to her with hands in his pockets.Mishka composed herself, took a deep breath, and shot a glare in his direction. “And you think I’ll spare you this time?” She asked arrogantly, and a wide grin appeared on Christian’s lips. He turned to counter her with a sarcastic comment, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Mishka threw water on his face.Christian wiped his face and glared at Mishka, who was having a playful smirk with her hands across her chest. “You shouldn’t have done that,” He said, rushing to her, but she ran out into the garden area using the back door.Kiara, Eric and Riya follo
Mishka was pacing back and forth in the room while Kiara was sitting on the bed with a grumpy face. “What’s wrong with you, Kiara?” She asked and Kiara creased her forehead.“I am not talking to you!” She said, looking away, and Mishka glared at her.“Okay, fine, Let’s sleep,” She turned to switch off the lights but Kiara interrupted.“Ruko ruko bol rahi hun (wait I’m saying)” She said in Hindi, showing her palms to stop Mishka and the latter suppressed her laugh turning back to her.“Ivaan doesn’t like me, mummy. He says he will never accept me his sister and his dad would never love me,” Kiara said, and Mishka knitted her eyebrows.“When did that happen?” She asked.“In school, we met during the break. He likes Eric but not me!!” Kiara pouted and the next moment she widened her eyes. “What if he said to throw me out of the house?” She asked, her eyes widened. “Nikhil loves him so much, he will throw me out. Where will I go?”Mishka chuckled, “Nothing like that gonna happen, alright.
“Riya, could you please come to meet me?” Ivaan politely asked, and Riya sighed. “Ivaan, baby, I am very busy today. I’ll come later, okay?” She said as she wanted to maintain a distance from now because she knew she would be the one ending up miserable and also from now Ivaan was Mishka’s responsibility. “Can’t you even come for half an hour? Please!! I am not feeling good,” Ivaan said. “Ivaan, I promise I’ll visit you later. I really got a lot of work from your dad,” She was feeling pathetic, as she loved Ivaan dearly like she loves Kiara and Eric, but she had to pull up a strong face and distance herself from him before it complicates her life. “I’m hanging up, Ivaan. Finish your homework, your dad will be home around seven.” She said and ended the call. She sat back in her recliner. ‘I shouldn’t have involved myself emotionally with Ivaan.’ She thought, closing her eyes. Riya always felt a pull towards Ivaan. She didn’t really know why but she always convinced herself, saying
Christian was sitting on the passenger seat of the car looking outside in the heavy rain. “Sir, we should call the cops!” The driver said while driving the car. “Just keep driving fast. Did you tell others to look for her?” He asked one of his men in the back seat. “Yes, sir,” “We’ll find her, she was on her way coming back home,” Christian said gazing out in the heavy rain when he saw a figure walking on the opposite side of the road in blue jeans and a beige jacket, something the same that Mishka wore before leaving in the morning. “Stop!! Stop!! Take a U-turn. I think she is the one,” Christian directed and after half a mile ahead, they took a U-turn and they came behind the woman. “Stop the car!” Christian said as he quickly stepped out of the car in the heavy rain. “Mishka!!” He called her, running in her direction, but instead of stopping Mishka sped up. “Mishka!!” He yanked her arm and Mishka looked at him, flabbergasted, trying her best to get rid of him. She almost freed
“What happened?” Mishka looked puzzled. “It was raining hard three days back?” Christian raised an eyebrow but Mishka appeared clueless. “You took a taxi but didn’t reach home and when I tried to search you, I found you drenched in rain and you fell unconscious on the road.” Mishka laughed, “What rubbish?? I went to my office. I had a client…. meeting….” She trailed off as she failed to recall the event. She blinked her eyes several times, feeling completely disoriented as if something was wiped out of her memory. “Chill,” Christian smacked her arm. “Oww,” She rubbed her arm. “I guess you just love fainting on me,” He laughed, “Charms, you know!” “You wish!” She rolled her eyes. “Anyway, I’ll send the doctors in.” Christian turned to leave. “At least, tell me what’s wrong with me!!!” She shouted at his retreating back. “You are mad!” He shouted leaving her ward, while she threw a pillow at the closed door. Minutes later, a team of doctors entered to check Mishka while Christi
“Are you coming back or do you want me to come to Paris?” Mishka asked Aryan. It was now over fifteen days, but he still wasn’t back.“I’ve booked my tickets! I promise I’ll be in front of you tomorrow.” Aryan answered from the other side.Mishka laughed, “This is what you are saying from the last twelve days. Your friend’s father convinced me about you extending the trip, but it’s enough now!!”“Check, I’ve emailed you ticket details,” Aryan said. “I am coming back tomorrow and don’t worry, I’ve prepared for the upcoming tests.”“Fine,” Mishka said. “Are you hiding something?” Mishka sensed something wrong. “Do you need money?”“No! Everything is fine. See you tomorrow, di,” Aryan said, and they hung up. She bunched her hair and rounded a messy bun when Kiara appeared with a shopping bag in her hand.“Mummy, Chischen asked me to give you this,” Kiara handed her the shopping bag and Mishka narrowed her eyes, taking out a plain black midi dress up to her knees and complimenting black f
Christian wore a darker shade of maroon tailored button-down collared shirt with a pair of fitted black jeans and the ex-couple was accidentally colour coordinated.Riya leaned into Christian. “I need to meet some of our business partners,” She said, pointing over to where Nikhil was standing talking to his business associates and left.Christian averted his gaze and Mishka quickly spun on her heels and sat back on the barstool, taking out her phone to distract herself, but Christian caught a glimpse of her and he strides over his long legs easing the distance between them.Christian smirked, sliding onto the vacant barstool next to her. “Hey!” He said and Mishka gulped nervously and glanced in his direction. “I see you didn’t wear the dress I sent you?” He said.“I am not a charity case!” She spat when the bartender appeared.“Whiskey with coke and a red wine for the lady,” Christian said, and the bartender walked away.“But I said I’ll charge your fiancé,” Christian said and the wor
To begin with, my debut novel is finally completed. I’d like to thank each and everyone who loved MY INDIAN WIFE right from its inception. The book is nowhere near perfect. It has grammatical errors, mistakes, and typos, but despite all the shortcomings, the love and support I’ve received from you all are heart-warming and something I’ll always cherish. Now that this story has reached its conclusion, it's time for Christian and Mishka to say goodbye. But goodbye doesn’t always mean the end. I’ll come back sometime later with Eric and Kiara’s standalone books. The spin-off of ‘My Indian Wife.’ But till then, you are welcome to join my other book "Billionaire's Mistress Is A Hidden Heiress' to experience the other shades of love. Again, a big thank you for giving a chance to my book! I never thought I’d come this far, but you all made it possible. If you liked this story, please leave a review to help the book reach new readers. Goodbye is boring so until we meet again, Sayonara!!
“If everyone is sitting together with tears in their eyes and Pasha is reading out this letter, then I am sure Rosella has finally decided to see me and it also confirms that I have fulfilled her last wish. Today, my kids are together, not only under the same roof, but they are together with all their hearts and soul. My kids are stubborn but responsible. I never wanted to be a controlling father. I believed in giving wings to children and letting them decide the direction where they’d like to fly. But when Rosella passed away, I had to take this responsibility up on my sleeves to keep you three together. Luke and Rony, you both have been the strong pillar of this family, and for Berry, I’ll give her a benefit of the doubt because she was greatly influenced by Dan. The man who left no stone unturned to destroy this family, yet we are still together like one big happy family.” “Vera and Rose, my two beautiful daughters. All I can say is thank you for everything you two have done for th
A month later,Leo was walking alone in the garden looking over the Knight mansion, and the day when he married Rosella, the twenty-one year old stubborn girl, who had her way to make anyone surrender to her demands.She was sometimes even more stubborn and childish than their three kids and most of the time, Luke, Rony and Berry had to act mature and pamper her, especially Luke, their eldest son.Leo’s old eyes travelled to the musical water fountain in the middle of the garden, and soft music reminded him of Rosella. It was Rosella’s idea, and they used to spend evening tea in the garden while enjoying the soothing instrumental music.“Dadu!” Mishka came beside him and wrapped her arm around his shoulder, and she found him crying. “Why are you crying?” She cupped his cheek, trying to look at him. “Are you not feeling well?”“No, I am fine… am good,” He answered looking up at her, but Mishka wasn’t convinced.“Let’s sit, come.” She took him to the bench near the water fountain and Le
Maya bagged projects after projects and it just took her less than nine months to climb the stairs of fame again and become one of the most expensive models in London. Soon the media highlighted her interview where her struggles, horrifying past with the CEO of the modelling agency leaving marks on her and her powerful comeback were mentioned. She became an influencing personality overnight and Danny became a role model and ideal husband material for many girls. He was always spotted in Maya’s every fashion show and modelling shoot for cover pages to cheer his wife.***Christian was pacing outside the emergency. Nikhil could understand his anxiety as he suffered from the same, the last night. “Calm down! She will be fine,” Nikhil patted his back.“I told her not to take the risk,” Christian shook his head as he recalled the words of the doctor.Flashback“Was she a drug addict before?” The doctor asked Christian in private.“No!! She was never been a drug addict. What’s wrong?” Chris
In the fifth month of pregnancy,In the middle of the night, Mishka woke up, finding the space next to her on the bed empty. She sat on the bed and her sleepy eyes scanned the room, stopping at the door of the balcony. She yawned, stepped down from the bed and walked to the balcony.Christian was smoking, standing against the railing facing the opposite direction, and Mishka came to stand next to him. “Why do you smoke so much?” She asked, and Christian quickly crushed the cigarette under his foot, waving off the smoke.“Are you okay? Do you need something?” He asked, and Mishka nodded.“You!” She smiled. “They can’t sleep without you being close to them" Mishka gestured to her belly. "And I can’t sleep without your arms around me.”Christian smiled, his hand caressed her protruding belly. “I am sorry for waking you up!” He said. “Let’s go!” He held her hand, and they walked inside. Christian opened his arms and Mishka put her on his arm, covering them with a quilt.She put her on his
“So what was so urgent?” Christian asked, taking a sip of his coffee.“Jennifer is back!” Sean, the officer, told Christian and the latter’s hand stopped in the midway, staring at him.“I came for a conference a month back and I saw a glimpse of her. I wasn’t sure so didn’t inform you but I met her a few days back!” Sean said, but Christian abruptly cut him off.“I want to see her!” He firmly stated.“But she doesn’t want to meet any member of the Knight family,” Sean said.“It doesn’t matter. She is back with a purpose and I’ll not let her ruin anyone this time!” He said and Sean sighed comfortably sitting on the couch.“The first thing I did after regaining my memories was to find her. Jennifer holds a hell of a lot of secrets of the Knight family. She joined hands with Dan to split my parents. She tried to drug mom, and she is definitely up to something this time, but not again!!” Christian said.“Okay! I’ll see if I can arrange a meeting.” Sean said.“Just when everything falls in
Ivaan was looking at the family portrait Mishka gifted to Leo on his seventieth birthday, when Kiara came to stand next to him. “My mummy made this!!” She said proudly.“Hmm,” Ivaan nodded and turned to face her. “Your mom is an amazing cook, an intelligent lawyer, a wonderful painter, and a bestselling writer too.” He said, and a dimpled smile stretched on Kiara’s face. “But I don’t understand. Why are you so stupid?” He asked and Kiara’s face instantly dropped.“What do you mean?” She glared at him with hands on her hips.“I don’t believe you’re her daughter. I mean, you can’t walk straight without tripping, you don’t know how to paint, you fumble with words and let’s not talk about cooking!” He said and Kiara flared in anger, looking around to throw something at him.“Let’s go!” Riya appeared to take them to the church, and as Kiara turned to her, she tripped again, but Riya saved her from falling.“Kiara!! Why are you wearing heels?” Riya asked, looking at her two inches butterfly
Danny stood at the altar beside the priest in a black three-piece suit with a white shirt underneath. His hair was pulled back with a gel and he glanced at his watch, waiting for his bride. Standing next to him was his best man, Christian, in a shining white suit and he fixed his bow tie. “Nervous?” He smirked.“I don’t know!” Danny muttered.“It happens,” Christian patted his back, and they stood side by side when Maya appeared holding her father’s arm. She was wearing a sweetheart neckline wedding gown that fitted bodices through the waist and cascaded out towards the ground, resembling the outline of an uppercase with a shower bouquet that gracefully spills over the bride’s hands as it flows downward for a sophisticated and stylized look.As she walked elegantly in his direction, she noticed Danny wiping tears from his eyes, smiling in her way. The dream they broke seven years back was welcoming them with open arms today. Tear blurred Maya’s eyes as well when her father, Mr Ramirez
After a long day at work, Jake was standing on his balcony with coffee and recalled his life.Dan and Berry’s continuous drudgery to show him the perfect heir of Knights, his disturbing relationship with Christian, Diana’s untimely death that pushed him to psychological help, the hardest part of his life when Mishka married Christian, breaking up with Jessica twice, going behind the bars for punishing the bad though till date he regretted killing his dad and wished Dan didn’t force him to take this brutal step but then, an unborn child lost his life because of his scheming.He took a sip of his coffee when Rylie appeared beside him. “Dad, why did you let mom go away?” She asked. It’s been seven days since Jessica shifted to another apartment and Jake didn’t stop her. Because it seemed right to him. They both were emotionally injured and needed time to heal, so parting ways was the only option that seemed right.“Your mom wasn’t happy here?” He said, pulling her close to him and wrappi