Chapter 40

Khushi's POV

Nowadays, Shourya is acting weird. He doesn't shout at me much. I mean, only twenty percent of his shouting has become less, and that twenty percent he uses on Zanvil. Simply, he shouts at Zanvil. If Zanvil comes into my cabin, and if he sees him talking with me, he immediately barges in and starts shouting at him.

Poor Zanvil...

Sometimes I feel pity on him. He is feeling too scared to even talk with me. I don't know what happened to Shourya.

And yeah, Rahul enjoys watching his friend, who is acting so weird.

Yesterday I was doing my work when Zanvil entered my cabin.

Flashback

"Hey, beautiful," I looked up. Zanvil was standing by, holding his hands around his chest, and giving that million-dollar dimple smile.

"Hey, Zan, come,"

He entered and sat in the chair.

"Do you want something?" I asked him.

He shook his head. "No, beautiful, I just came here to talk with you." I smiled. Whenever he or Saira are free, they come to spend their time with me. Zanvil always makes us laugh with his jokes.

"You know, Khushi, nowadays Shourya sir is acting weird. Whenever he sees me talking with you, he shouts at me."

"Yes, Zan, I think he has some mental problems," I said and laughed.

"Ummm...Khushi," he started rubbing the back of his neck. I looked at him while raising my eyebrows.

"I think Shourya sir likes you." His statement made me gasped.

"Wha-what are talking Zanvil...are yo-you mad? It's no-nothing like that," that devil will never like me.

He composed himself and kept his hands on the table. "Khushi, I saw him the way he looks at you. He also gets jealous whenever he sees me talking with you. That's why he always shouts at me for a silly reason."

"No, Zan, it's not the way you are thinking....yo-you are talking ru-rubbish."

'No, Khushi, he doesn't like you.... he hates you. This Zanvil is talking nonsense'

"Ok, if you don't want to believe, then don't believe...but that's what I feel," he said, rolling his eyes. "By the way, what do you think about him?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, narrowing my brows.

"Come on, Khushi. Don't be so dumb. I mean, don't you feel something for him? See in our office all girls drool over him because of his looks...are you not one of them?" He asked, smirking at me.

I rolled my eyes. "No, I am not...I know he-he is li-little hand-hansome, but I don't feel anything for him."

'Little....Seriously Khushi? Lier lier pants on fire' my mind started mocking me.

"I don't believe you because I also caught you staring at him most of the time," he said, smirking at me.

"Shut up, Zanvil. I never stare at him ..ok?" I said, glaring at him. "And ya, you are talking total rubbish. He is our boss."

'Ya boss, and what about your husband?' My mind mocked me.

"Ya, ya whatev- " he was saying something when Rahul interrupted. "Am I missing something?"

"No, Mr. Malhotra," Zanvil said, smiling at him. He came inside and gave me some files saying,"Khushi, check them and get them signed from Shourya."

"Ok." I kept them in my drawer.

"Don't you have a work, Zanvil?" A voice boomed behind Rahul, which made us gasp. Shourya came into my cabin, throwing a dragger to Zanvil. "Why did you come in her cabin? Don't you have work? Why are you wasting your time talking with Khushi? Is there any gold in her cabin, or is there any honey on her that you always roam behind her?" He started shouting at him.

'Now what happened to him? Why does he always shout at Zanvil?'

Zanvil bowed his head. "Sorry, sir," he said and left my cabin. I felt hurt seeing him like this....Shourya always does that.

I looked at Rahul. He was smirking at Shourya.

Then Shourya turned toward me. "If you are feeling that desperate to talk with someone, then come and talk with me!" he said, clenching his teeth.

"Huuh?" I looked at him, confused.

Who wants to talk with a devil like him? Idiot.

"I-i mean, you can-cant waste your tim-time talking with that Pi- Zanvil...do your work," he said, rubbing the back of his neck and left from there.

Wierd

Rahul shook his head, smirking, looking at Shourya's retreating figure.

It seems as if Rahul enjoyed seeing his best friend's weird behaviour.

Flashback ends

It's very difficult to understand both of these friends. I think one day I will get mad if Shourya doesn't stop behaving like a weirdo.

I sighed.

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These days renovation is going on in our company, so that devil gave all the employees a four day holiday. No, no, not holidays; he told us to work from home. I think one day that devil will surely kill all the employees with his work.

Now I am in the kitchen helping Jenny, and Shourya is in his study room.

I was washing vegetables when someone rang the doorbell.

"Jenny, you wait here. I will see."

She nodded.

I kept vegetables on the kitchen counter, wiped my hands, and went to see who rang the bell.

I opened the door. A man in his twenties was standing outside, and there was a small girl in his arms who might be five to six years old.

"Actually, ma'am, she is missing her mom,"

"What?" I asked him in confusion. If she is missing her mom, he should take her to his mom. Why he brought her here? But I must say that girl is really cute. Her cheeks had become wet with tears, and her nose was pinkish.

"Oops, sorry, ma'am. I am Jenny's husband, Mason, and this is our daughter," he said, looking at my confused face.

Ohhh, I didn't know Jenny was married and too had a daughter. She does not look like a married woman.

"Hi, baby." I pinched her cheeks.

"Please come inside." I invited them inside with a smile. That small girl was looking at me with a pout.

"Please sit," I gestured for him to sit.

"Thanks, ma'am," he said,  smiling at me, and sat by taking his daughter on his lap.

"Please, Mason, don't call me ma'am. My name is Khushi, so call me by my name."

He first hesitated but later agreed.

"Ok, you both sit. I am calling Jenny," I said, going to the kitchen to call Jenny.

"Jenny, your husband and your daughter came. He was saying she was crying for you," I told her. "I didn't know that you were married, and you also don't look like a married woman."

She laughed at my statement.

"Everyone says that," she said, winking at me.

Then we both went to sit with them. As soon as Jenny entered the hall, her daughter came running and hugged her waist.

After some talk, Mason got up. "Ok, Khushi, now we are leaving," he said. "Let's go, baby," he said, holding his daughter's hand.

"Nooo...I don't want to come," she started crying by storming her feet.

"No, baby, come. They are busy," Mason said, cupping her face.

"No, I don't want to come," she said, starting to shed those big, big tears.

"Let it be, Mason. Let her stay here. I will send her with Jenny," I said. I can't see her crying like that.

"No, Khushi, she will not let you or me work," Jenny said.

"Jenny, I don't have any work. I will also feel happy to spend my time with her," I said, looking at that poor girl, who was looking at me with her teary eyes.

"Ok then, I am going. Bye, Khushi," Mason said.

"Bye."

Mason left from here.

"Hey, baby," I went towards the baby and made her sit on my lap. "What's your name, baby?"

"My name is Valency," she said in a cute manner. I pinched her chubby cheeks.

Writer's POV

They both were talking. Valency was singing rhymes, and Khushi was listening to her, with a smile and also tickling her and she was giggling and laughing.

The whole house was filled with their laughter. Shourya was witnessing everything from the stairs, and his heart started dancing listening to Khushi's laughter. These days, only Khushi was roaming in his mind and heart. Whenever he sees her, he feels different. He didn't know what to call that feeling.

Suddenly, Valency's gaze fell on Shourya, who had been looking at them for so long. She went near Khushi's ear and asked, "Who is that uncle?"

"Who?" Khushi followed her gaze and saw Shourya standing on the stairs and looking at them while putting his hands in his pockets. He was in his grey sweatpants and white t-shirt, and no doubt he was looking handsome as always.

"Here come Monster," she muttered under her breath, but she forgot that one cute, innocent girl is beside her.

"Hi, Monster uncle," Valency said out loud with a smile. Khushi's eyes widened, and Shourya was also shocked.

Khushi slowly lifted her gaze to look at Shourya. Shourya was glaring at her, and he started coming down. Seeing him, Khushi gulped in fear.

'Khushi, now you are dead'

Valency ran towards Shourya. "Hi, monster uncle. I am Valency," she said with a sweet smile.

Though fear was running through Khushi, but hearing Valency calling Shourya as 'monster uncle' was making her laugh. Though suppressing the urge to laugh is very difficult, but somehow she managed it.

"Hi, Valency. I am sh-"

Valency didn't let him finish saying, " I know that you are a monster uncle."

Shourya was glaring at Khushi. Not being able to control the laugh, Khushi excused herself, came in her room, and burst into laughter.

"Mons-ster un-uncle," she was laughing holding her stomach.

"You should have seen her face ...oh my god ..it was as if he saw some alien...Even a five year old girl knows that he is a monster."

She was so busy laughing that she didn't know when Shourya came and stood behind her, and said, "ya, laugh, laugh."

Khushi was frozen at her place, and her laughter died. She slowly turned towards him. She was shocked to see him behind her.

"Done laughing?" He crossed his arms around his chest and asked.

"I-i wa-was no-no-not la-laugh-laughing," she said, looking everywhere but at him.

"Ohh..so your ghost was laughing," he slowly started coming close to her, and she started taking back steps, "and who is the monster?" He asked, raising his brows.

Her eyes widened, and she gulped in fear. Shourya was enjoying her state. She was looking like a scared kitten.

"I-i do-don't kn-know," her back touched the wall.

He put his hands on the wall and caged her between him and the wall.

"Ohh, you don't know who is a monster. Then tell me who is a devil?" He asked in a husky tone.

Khushi's eyes widened. It seemed like her eyes would pop out of the socket.

Looking at her face Shourya wanted to laugh out loud, but he kept his face normal.

'How he know that I am calling him the devil?' Khushi thought.

"Instead of giving your handsome husband like me a cool name, you are giving me these evil names?" He asked softly, leaning near her ear and softly rubbing her cheek with his thumb, which is like soft cotton. She closed her eyes. His hot breath was fanning on her neck, which sent goose bumps through her body.

His touch made butterflies dance in Khushi's stomach, and this closeness always makes Shourya's heart beat faster.

How can a person whom we hate can make us feel different..not in a bad way but something different?

Her chest was rising and falling with a high speed. His touch was making her feel something different. His one touch can make butterflies dance in her stomach. Her mind always stops functioning when Shourya comes closer to her ...and Shourya, whenever he sees her, his heart starts dancing.

'Why am I not feeling like this when I see Samaira?'

Khushi's fragrance of hair and body were making him to lose his control. Her hair was smelling like a strawberry and her body....her body was smelling like lavender which was making Shourya go crazy.

Slowly, he was losing control. How can he control himself when a beauty is standing close to him?

'What is this girl doing to me?' He thought.

He slowly started giving her kisses on the neck. Khushi fisted her hands to control the emotions running inside her. She wanted to stop him, but could not. Whenever he comes close to her, her mind stops functioning and her heart starts beating faster.

He slowly looked at Khushi, whose eyes were tightly closed. Then his gaze fell on her pink lips, which were shivering a little. He held her chin and started slowly rubbing her lower lip with his thumb. Khushi slowly opened her eyes when she felt a touch on her lips, but Shourya's gaze was still on her lips. It seems as if they were calling him to taste them. He started leaning toward her lips. Seeing him come closer to her lips, she slowly closed her eyes. Though she wanted to push him but didn't know why, she felt like her hands were tied tightly.

Shourya was about to seal her lips with his when they heard, "Monster uncle." This voice brought their senses back. Khushi opened her eyes with a jerk. Shourya immediately left her face and made a distance between them. They looked behind; Valency was standing there and was looking at them with confusion.

"What you both were doing?" She asked innocently.

"I-i we-we..umm nothing..ya nothing," he said, scratching the back of his neck. Khushi's cheeks have become red from blushing, but she is still digesting what has just happened between them.

"I want to play, Khushi aunty," Valency said, looking at Khushi.

Khushi composed herself. "ya, ya, baby. Let's go," she said, almost running to Valency, holding her hand, and leaving immediately from there, thinking she would not be able to face Shourya.

Shourya came and sat in his room. What is happening to me these days? Whenever I go near her. I am feeling peace. Why am I feeling like this?

Not only that, nowadays I am feeling jealous whenever that Pig Zanvil talks to Khushi.

What are you doing to me, Khushiiiii?

Ahem Ahem...this is the second time Shourya missed the chance to kiss Khushi....poor Shourya 🙈

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