Bella’s POV
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“Bella?” Papa called my name angrily, and all the blood drained from my face.
“Yes, papa!” I, too, walked inside Kush’s room and didn’t find him on the bed.
“And you said that he’s sleeping.”, He mimicked those lines in my way. “Now tell me, where’s he?”, He asked angrily.
“Papa...Kush…” “Papa,” I almost whispered, not knowing what to answer but then I knew at the end I had to speak the truth for Kush’s betterment.
At the same time, we heard the sound of the flush; It meant someone was in the washroom and that someon
Ella's POV.'Who was she to him? His girlfriend', I shook my head at that thought. I remembered that girl. She was the daughter of Arbaaz Khan, who had accidentally taken the contract file with her and left her file with Mr. Khan. I couldn't help but wonder how could this happen?Because one thing was sure that they both would be sharing a different room and different workplace, so there was no chance that these two files could swipe on their own until and unless someone did it knowingly.This was just my assumption earlier, but when I observed how Mr. Khan's son intentionally dropped juice on my dress, my hypothesis got confirmed.But why did he do that?
Ella’s POV.Kush stared at me for a while without asking any further questions. When I realized that he wasn’t going to speak anything, I broke the silence among us.“Now that you have got your answers. You can LEAVE.”, He kept staring at me but didn’t move an inch. “Kush, I’m asking you as nicely as I’m going to ask you. Please leave.”But he laid down on the bed. He literally lays down on the bed.If I had to remove him from here physically, I would do it. I rolled my eyes and walked over to where he was, then reached down and pulled his legs off my bed. When I grabbed his wrists and lifted him upward, he pulled me to him in a move that happened faster than my mind could even comprehend. He flipped me over until I was on my back, and he was holding my arms to the mattress. It happened so unexpectedly; I didn’t even have time to fight him. And looking up at him right now, half of me didn’t e
Kush's POV.I hate to see fear and panic in her eyes… especially for my own life. I knew that I didn't belong to her world, but that didn't mean I couldn't join her world, right?I knew that I was nothing in front of that Dimitri, but that didn't mean I couldn't do anything against him; after all, a Hundred blows of goldsmith is comparable to one blow of iron-smith. First, I would talk with my parents about it and then ask Arbaaz's Uncle to help me with the situation.At first, I got first-aid treatment on the injuries of my neck and reached home. I was getting a little nervous, but if I wouldn't be able to fight with my family, how could I fight with Dimitri.But then, fighting with family was more
Kush’s POV . I couldn’t control my happiness just with the thought that Papa finally agreed to support my love, and I was sure that he would convince Mumma as well. I thought to share this good news with Ella, but then I didn’t have her number. Shit! Shit! Shit! I should ask Ballon whether she has Ella’s last number? Since I knew she might be in her class, I sent her a message on W******p instead of calling her. After waiting for a while, I received her reply. ‘I don’t have it now. Mumma asked me to delete Ella’s number when she decided to hide a
Dimitri’s POV.(A few days before)I was about to sign on some of the documents when Peter, my spy, which I had appointed as Camella’s guards, knocked on the door. Though I knew she had been loyal to me for the previous five years, that didn’t mean I could trust her.Camella was a cunning woman who only thought of her and her people’s profit. I was surprised to find him at my place all of a sudden. That too two weeks before my wedding with Camella.“Come in.”“Good Evening, Boss!”I nodded my head in acknowledgment and expected him to continue. &l
Camella’s POV . “Since we’re in India, we are going to get married in the Indian way and after reaching my place. We will get married in the catholic way.” I heard him speaking, on which I gritted my teeth. “What’s the use of getting married two times? It’s not like we are in love.”, I said, while deep down, I recalled how both I and Kush used to plan our wedding to happen in this way itself. But in that case, he used to say that first they will get married in catholic style and then in Indian style. And according to him, there used to be much fun and rituals in Indian weddings. He even promised to create a perfect moment in every ritual. “Well, I have to act in front of the world that we married all of a sudden in India because we wer
Dimitri's POV."Ma'am, can you please open your eyes?", One of the photographers asked. Maybe to take her pictures with open eyes. "Also, sir, please remove your veil."Wow! I didn't know that I still had that irritating thing over my face because of the shock which I had just received.I still couldn't believe what just had happened.How could anyone plan anything a step ahead of me? How could she be able to do that?And what was she thinking while doing so?Wasn't she afraid of her life?Wasn't she aware that in what she was getting into?
Third Person’s POV . “How’s Kush?” Pragati asked the doctor, who was also her sister-in-law, Pravi. “It’s a tibia fracture.”, She replied, on which all the members furrowed their eyebrows, not understanding what that ‘TIBIA’ meant. Pravi sighed and showed them the X-ray report. “Here, the tibia is one of two bones that make up the lower leg, the other being the fibula. The tibia is the larger of these two bones. He won’t be able to walk for at least 20-22 weeks. And if he tries to do that, then walking after a tibia fracture can worsen his injury and cause further damage to the surrounding muscles, ligaments, and skin. Walking on a fractured tibia is also likely to be extremely painful.”, She explained. “He will be alright, won’t he?”, Vyom a