Standing before the dresser, Mishka was trying to attach the hooks of her black shimmery blouse for the nth time and groaned in frustration. She called Agatha to help her when Christian walked into the room unannounced. “Ah… Agatha, finally you’re here! Can you please fix this for me?” Mishka left her blouse open. Christian’s breath got hitched, the fantastic view rendered him speechless, and it made him forget his anger momentarily. When Agatha didn’t come forward to help or answer her, Mishka looked up in the mirror, and horror washed over her, witnessing Christian behind at the door in a crisp blue suit with a white shirt underneath. She screamed loudly covering herself with a bathrobe turned to him, “Can’t you knock before coming inside, Christian Knight?” She gritted her teeth. “Right, I’m sorry!” Christian gulped, looking away. “You should’ve locked the door! Anyone could just walk in!” He glared at her and turned to leave. “This is my house! I can do whatever I want.” Mishk
It was already late afternoon when Jennifer woke up, and because of heavy drinking last night, she was experiencing throbbing pain in her head. She sat on her bed and dialled the intercom to call a servant, but no one picked up her call in the kitchen. She held her head in her hand, groaning in pain, and a few minutes later, stepped out of her room. She turned to the staircase when she bumped into Vera’s nurse and the medicines slipped from her hand. “What the hell are you doing, woman? Can’t you see?” Jennifer shouted at the old nurse, and the latter lowered her head, apologising to her. “By the way, what are you doing here? You should be in the west wing?” Jennifer asked, raising an eyebrow. “Mrs Knight is shifted to the main mansion.” The nurse answered meekly. “What? When? Where?” Jennifer shrieked loudly. “This morning, on this floor and in that room.” The nurse pointed at Mishka’s old room. “Who has given you the instruction to shift her?” Jennifer asked in a deep, cunning
Following instructions from Rose, nearly two hours later, Mishka was walking on the ramp like a supermodel, and Tommy, leaning at the pillar behind the stage, was watching her with his keen eyes. He was sure that he has seen more gorgeous women in the industry he works in, but he found this new model different, her sexy dimpled smile when she tripped a few times because of high heels, her long dark brown wavy hair, her big brown eyes, the way she was carrying herself, everything attracted him, and he felt a sudden urge to possess her body. “Tommy, over here! Let’s do the rehearsals and then get ready for the show.” Rose waved at Tommy, and he walked in their direction, maintaining his stare at Mishka. Mishka and Tommy walked back to their initial position and walked together on the ramp, Tommy slipped his hand in Mishka’s waist as they reached the bottom. Mishka flashed her gorgeous smile, looking straight into the cameras. But she felt him making a circle on her back. Her eyes snap
“Look at me!” Christian lifted her chin with his index finger, and Mishka looked up into his eyes. “Aunt Rose is going to donate all the money to orphans. I’ve to make this successful. Not for anyone, but for those kids, it’s important!” She said, her lips trembling. Christian made her sit in the chair. “I don’t think it’s a good idea!” He handed her a glass of water and she took a small sip. “And now that you own fifty-one per cent shares at Knight, you can donate as much as you want. Let’s go home!” “That’s not my money. I can’t use it.” Mishka shook her head and before Christian could say anything further, his phone started ringing in his trouser and Leo’s name flashed on the screen. “It’s grandpa,” Christian said. Mishka looked up at him. “Don’t tell anything to him, please.” She whispered, and Christian nodded, taking the call. “Where is Mishka? Did you find her? Is she alright?” Leo bombarded Christian with questions. “She is fine, grandpa. Nothing to worry about. She got
Mishka glanced on her right and was stunned to find Christian in a dashing blue suit with a white silk shirt underneath. Christian glanced at Mishka with a mischievous smile and winked at her, leaning into her. “Focus on the show, not on me!” He said in his deep voice and Mishka blinked her eyes with a smile that was finally reaching her eyes. They both turned their head to the cameras and gave their best shots. It was a majestic sight to behold. London’s most trending couple were setting the ramp on fire with their sizzling appearances, and the crowd was going gaga over them. The crowd cheered for them as the show ended. Lia was utterly shocked and fumed in anger, looking at the power couple. In the past, she asked Christian a few times to do some modelling assignment with her, but he bluntly refused, and now he was on the ramp, holding his wife possessively. Lia left the auditorium throwing daggers in their direction, while Jake suppressed his pent-up frustration staring at them.
As soon as her eyes met with Christian, he raised his hands up in defence. “I didn’t do anything this time, you are on me!” He said with an amused face and Mishka creased her forehead, her eyes travelled to her hand which was wrapped intimately around his abs. Mishka widened her eyes and looked back at Christian. Her head was on his bare chest. She quickly tried to sit, and in the process, she hit him in the crotch with her knee. “Oww… ouch!! Are you mad?” Christian yelped in pain, holding his crotch and Mishka covered her mouth. “I-I am so s-sorry! Let me check.” Mishka was truly apologetic, and she tried Christian’s hand from his crotch to check him, but her eyes widened. “How can I touch him there?” She thought. Her hands stopped. “What? Check me, come on!” Christian raised an eyebrow, and Mishka left the bed, throwing a cushion at his face. “Go to hell!” She said and sprinted to the bathroom while Christian laughed loudly, throwing his head back at the headrest. Mishka’s hear
Christian’s eyes snapped back at Maya when her words clearly registered in his mind and Danny’s face lost all colours. “Are we talking about Lia Smith?” He asked cocking his eyebrow, while Maya was busy sipping her espresso. “Yes, who else? We were about to shoot together for Star Magazine’s upcoming edition, but she backed out at the last moment and breached the contract.” Maya looked up at Christian and answered. “Why did she back out?” Christian asked. “It’s obvious, dude, she wanted to spend some quality time alone with Tommy in Miami,” Maya said, rolling her eyes. “She even paid a penalty to Star Magazine. Can you believe that?” “Might be she is just a friend of Tommy. They belong to the same industry.” Danny said, sensing Christian’s emanating rage, and he feared him bursting on Maya. “No, Danny, trust me! She is dating Tommy.” Maya said again in a confident tone, and Christian stood up abruptly. “Let me check why Mishka is taking so much time?” Christian said calmly with a
“Prostitute?” Christian widened his eyes, and Mishka misunderstood his reaction. “What happened? You despise me now?” She asked, and Christian composed himself. “No... no.. you’re taking me wrong! It’s hard to imagine that you’ve been through so much at such a young age. I wasn’t giving you a dirty look. I am shocked, honestly!” Christian clarified. Mishka nodded her head, “But my mother was not a product of prostitution.” She said and looked at the sun while Christian stared at her calm and composed demeanour. “A few years back, I asked the caretaker of the orphanage about my maternal grandmother and she told my grandfather was a drunkard, with no job to afford two meals a day and when he found my grandmother is pregnant with a girl child, he beat her mercilessly and then sold her to the brothel.” Mishka pursed her lips. “This broke my grandmother completely. She tried to run from the brothel several times, but her every attempt failed.” Christian exhaled deeply, listening to her
Christian Knight was about to marry Andrea Donovan and start a fresh life. Andrea was a gorgeous, kind, and respectable woman. She liked Christian since her college days but couldn’t muster the courage to express her feelings to him, as she knew Christian was interested in Diana Roger, the mute girl.Years later, destiny played cupid for Andrea and Christian, and their families fixed their marriage. Andrea was over the moon and it was hard for her to believe that Christian was finally going to be her forever.To escape the haunting nightmares and hallucinations about one particular woman, whom he thinks he has never met before, Christian agreed to marry Andrea as she was beautiful, smart, and a generous woman, completely compatible with his status but little did he know that meeting with a stranger at Coffee house will drastically change everything for him and he will be standing on a crossroad where his decision could ruin three lives.What will happen when the destiny plays its cards
Christian took furious steps back inside the office premises and Ana tried to speak to him again, “Not now, Ana!” He said sternly, so done with all the drama, and rushed to the elevator. But something caught his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. His steps halted as he swiftly turned to look at the pair of silver heels lying leisurely near the reception.He furrowed his brows and recognised it as he recalled Mishka wearing the same in the morning. “Where is Mishka?” He almost shouted, his voice echoed, and his eyes peered at Ana for an answer.“She was here but left…. After…” Ana stuttered.“What after?” Christian asked, fearing the worst. “Damn it, say!!”“She left when she spotted Lia with you in the conference room,” Ana revealed, and Christian’s face lost all colour, and for a split of seconds, he couldn’t process anything.“Why didn’t I know she was here?” He looked for an explanation.“She came to give you a surprise,” The receptionist said and Christian’s eyes darken. He took a
Mishka walked into the building of Knight Group, and the staff politely greeted her. She reached the reception, holding the file of good news close to her heart, and asked. “Where is Christian?” “Sir is at an important conference. Let me inform him,” The receptionist said, but Mishka stopped her. “No, it’s alright. I’ll wait for him in the cabin.” She said and turned to the elevator when she slightly tripped on her heels and a look of horror washed over her face. “Are you alright, ma’am?” The receptionist quickly came forward to help. “Yeah! I’m fine.” Mishka said and quickly removed her heels while the receptionist looked at her weirdly. She left her heels near the reception and walked barefoot towards the elevator. All the while, she was humming a song. The lift opened on the fiftieth floor, and Ana approached her. “Good Evening, Ma’am. Please, this way!” She escorted her to Christian’s cabin. “Would you like to have something? Sir will be free in half an hour,” Ana said. “No,
“What??” Luke screeched loudly. “Yes, she had a severe seizure this early morning, and it was hard to control her. We have given her an injection. She will sleep at least sleep for the next five hours. But this is weird and dangerous. Just yesterday, everything was fine. I don’t understand how everything took a sudden flip.” Dr Ken stated, rubbing his stubble while Luke was heartbroken on the other side. “Please tell me, she is going to be fine,” Luke choked on his words. “It’s not possible to predict anything right now. It appears that she is in major trauma. We don’t know how it’s going to affect her improvement.” Dr Ken said, and Luke could literally hear his heart pounding inside his chest. “Sadly, seizures slow the improvement process,” “What’s happening with us?” Luke wondered as he disconnected the call, and looked at Vera and his wedding picture, remembering the time they spent happily. “Don’t torture me more, Vera.” His thumb traced Vera’s picture as he mumbled helplessly
Jennifer rolled her eyes, “Come on, Lia!! Why do you think she didn’t recognise you?” She asked with a sinister smirk on her face while Lia stared at her blankly. “Because she actually doesn’t know about you and Christian.” The realisation hit Lia. “But why would Christian hide this?” She muttered, unable to think straight. “Because he is going to dump her in the next few days. I don’t see any other reason.” Jennifer said. “Right, maybe because she is mentally unstable. I accidentally bumped into her at Dr. James’s clinic.” Lia started connecting dots. “You’re absolutely correct. She is mentally unstable, plus their contract marriage is expiring soon. But what were you doing at the clinic?” Jennifer questioned. “I went to collect my mother’s reports,” Lia answered. “I thought to ask Dr. James about her but then dropped the idea as I was sure he won’t share her confidential information. He was updating me about my mother’s health when he got a call from someone and he said Mishka i
Weeks spent peacefully. Christian was overjoyed when he learned Mishka was editing Scarlet’s upcoming book. He was excited to read the manuscript, and it was hard for Mishka to keep his hands away from her laptop that held all the secrets. Little Eric also joined preschool and was extremely happy to find kids of his age to play with. Mishka was slowly coming back to her original form, but her relationship with Rose was still strained as the latter was maintaining a gap with her. Daniel, too, was a little hesitant around Mishka, and she somehow realised it and stopped going to the Knight mansion. Leo was unhappy again. He wanted Mishka close to him, in his mansion, but Christian was stubborn about living in the apartment. “You have got an appointment with James!” Christian reminded Mishka while wearing a silk blue tie. “I remember. I’ll drop Eric at school and then head to his clinic.” She said and turned to Eric, “It’s bathing time, come on,” She said, but Eric ran away and made Mis
Christian was sleeping peacefully. His hand roamed on the left side of the bed and he slowly opened his eyes. He jerked up and looked around, only to find Mishka standing in front of the dresser. She was wearing a white top with charcoal black skinny fit jeans, her long dark brown wavy hair open reaching her waist and she wore diamond earrings while humming a song. “What are you doing?” Christian asked, eyeing her actions. She turned and smiled at him. “Oh, you are up. I am going to Snowdrop Publication. I’ve got an appointment with Warren Thomson.” She said with a broad smile on her face and walked toward him. “I met Dr James yesterday. He said I should keep myself engaged. That’s why I’ve decided to resume my editing job.” She said, sitting beside him on the bed. “Are you out of your mind? After what happened yesterday, you think…” Before Christian could complete it, Mishka interrupted him. “What happened?” She asked, cluelessly, and Christian furrowed his brows. “You don’t re
“My wife, Mishka, met you this morning. What’s exactly wrong with her?” Christian asked, and Dr James took a sip of his drink. “She is suffering from melancholic depression.” Dr James states and Christian’s heart skipped a beat. FLASHBACK “Send the next patient in,” Dr James asked the nurse, who was waiting for his instruction. The door of the cabin opened again and Mishka stepped in. “Please take a seat,” Dr James said while writing something on his writing pad. Mishka settled on the seat opposite him and gulped nervously. She didn’t know how to explain. If this was some physical injury, she could’ve described it, but what to describe when she doesn’t know what she was suffering from? Mishka continuously tapped her fingers on the desk and James noticed, “Relax, Mrs Knight!” He said and lifted his eyes to look at her anxious face. Mishka’s fingers stopped tapping as she smiled, but she was creeping out from inside. “I think I should come next time, sorry for wasting your time,” S
Christian sat inside his car and slammed his hand on the steering wheel. “I never listened to anyone’s suggestions before taking any decision. I always did what I wanted to do. Then why the fuck I agreed with Danny’s idea when he stopped me from telling the truth of the contract marriage to Mishka? Just Why?” He pulled his hair in frustration. “I have to tell Mishka about Lia. I won’t give any chance to Lia to destroy anything.” He said to himself. “But what if the revelation negatively affects her health?” This question haunted him. “No... No, she will be fine! I’ll make sure this doesn’t affect her, but now I have to disclose the truth even if it creates a rift between us,” He thought when a message from Luke flashed on his screen. “Can you come with Eric and Mishka? Vera wants to see them.” “Sure, we’ll be there in an hour or so,” Christian answered and started the engine of his car when it started raining heavily. He had an unsettling feeling about something is not right. His