The journey is long

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The chandelier on the ceiling was glowing dazzlingly, making me appear like a ghost. It was all gloomy to consume everything. I could only glimpse the fainted light exploring the area of the kitchen and the dreadful eyes of Neel Malhotra who was continuously gawking at me as I'm a kind of thief?

Is this true? What is he even speculating?

"What are you gawking at? Start it already. Well if you want to spare your night here with me then be my guest." Then he smirked.

His devilish laughter was echoing the abandoned house; making me thrill all over again. In no world, I would want to spend my night here.

And the abundant thing is I didn't notice him when he came so close to me. He was just about to touch my cheeks when I back out and at that time I misbalanced.

Oh no, I was about to fall on the floor with a thud my eyes went close; surprisingly no sound came.
Only I felt some powerful hands on my waistline holding me tight until the aroma of his cologne hit me hard.
I was very furious with him! How dare he?

Before he could reach so close to me I opened my eyes and did a counter back on him!

"Leave me now! Or otherwise, I will scream until my lungs get hurt!" I warned him.

Maybe I was too harsh because in the next moment I was on the ground with the sound of a thud.

"Shout if you want, but no one will be attentive to your voice Julia,  " then he smirked again and went to the kitchen area.

I watched him, cautiously because I can sense something was not right with him. Maybe he is planning something?

But why would he? Isn't he a smart and dashing hunk of our university then why did he ask me to be a cook for him?

When there are other Indians and even Indian restaurants are too here if it is just about food? Then why me?
Maybe because he knows that he is wealthy and he can rule everyone he wants to?

When I saw him he was near the refrigerator taking out the vegetables, and spices anything he had in it.
Then I realized one thing, I was hungry too. My stomach growled declaring that it needed the basic necessity of life. The food itself.

He has thrown some plates in the sink then he started chopping. If he was going to cook himself then why did he ask me to do it?

I was staring at him with curiosity, His pale hands were perfect to hold a knife so was his expressions. He was so lean on his work that he almost neglect my presence but maybe I was blabbering too much for him.

Or maybe he was showing it off too often that's why he is sobbing now
He had cut his finger, a blade to the skin never a good combination. His face became pale too before he passes out I need to stop that bleeding because his little pebble-like mind can't think about stopping the blood running out of his finger.

"Are you mad?" I was angry, very angry. His cut was deep and it didn't stop at any time so I forcefully clutched his elbow and went near to the sink. To cleanse the cut.

When I started cleaning it with water he started screaming, as he was a five-year-old kid. His eyes were filled with rage when I saw them.

If it could help him I blew off some air. When he fell silent for a moment I asked where was the first aid kit,  but he was so contempt to tell about it.
"I'm fine. There is no need for it!"

He was constantly blabbering about how strong he is! And a stupid knife can't cut his finger. And he will not get an infection because he is a warrior! As warriors are made up of iron nothing can happen to them!

His raised eyebrows were dangerous but if I didn't apply some ointment he might get an infection.

"Shut up, will you? " but he didn't! he proceeded to babble absurdity about him being a charming prince who saves everyone from getting discomfort and also that he can sue the company who had made that knife.

I don't think he is ever going to stop? Will he?

"Enough!" I warned then I stomped on his foot.

"Ouch! What on earth is wrong with you?" 

"Nothing!" I  warned him if he didn't tell me where was the kit I'll stomp on his foot again.

So he did. He did tell me. I applied some ointment to it and then covered it.

"You are mad! A madwoman!" Now, he was staring at me with his fragile smile. Maybe it is hurting too much?

"Be my guest, Mr Neel Malhotra!" I did a little courtesy there. When I couldn't stop my chuckle. I started chuckling too! He was behaving all frigid and reasonable when he was chopping. It was like expectations vs reality thing.

"HA HA HA very funny! you are not at all funny Julia intact you are foolish! Foolish because you benefited me when you could have run from here."

I wasn't going to run away alone in the gloaming when I don't even know directions. However, I'll not tell him that I wasn't planning to run away.

"At least I'm funnier than you. And a little human too. Because I can't leave a damsel in distress!" I ticked out my tongue.

And before he could cut something else I warned him to not come here If I didn't tell him.

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After the eternity I realised almost half an hour has passed. I made some chapattis and a Panner And peas curry, it's called Matar Paneer in the Hindi language.

The kitchen was a mess. A total mess. Well, why wouldn't it be? I'm not an expert in cooking. It will be hard to clean all this mess. But I don't have to worry about it.

He came without even calling his name. He was smelling the food taking its fragrance through his nostrils.

"Oh, My God!"

Finally, I got the reaction that I was waiting for my cooking.

"Isn't it amazing? I cooked all the food!" It was a time proud moment for me. My head was high due to the pride and my eyes must be glinting from the sparkle to the utter happiness that I cooked it finally.

"What the hell you did to my kitchen? And to yourself too?"

Suddenly, my bubble got burst because he was so furious. He was not amazed by the food. He was angry for the mess I have created.

"I didn't do anything I just cooked what you asked for!" I defended myself. He should shut him up.
I could have started sobbing now and could have slapped him hard on his face because he made me feel like a sick person in no time.

Then he burst into laughter. He fell onto the ground and started sobbing too. His face was red covered up with sweat and the tears were running out from his eyes.

" HAHA, Julia look at your face and your hair. They all are white!" Between his laughter, he was able to mutter only these words.
Is my hair white?

No!!!!!!

I had a hair wash in the morning and now they all are ruined just because of him. He never thanked me for how careless he is? He is making fun of me? I swear to God I'm going to punch him on his stupid face.

I ran to where he was laying on the floor. He was so caught up in his world that he didn't notice my presence! Well good for him because he seriously deserves a punch on his face, maybe on his head too!

I sat on his stomach! His stomach should also feel some weight and pain and was about to punch him on his face when he suddenly caught me off-guard and in no period. I was under him and he was over me.

"Let me go!" I breathed out.

He had crossed his limits. He had pinned down my both hands.

"Why? Tell me one reason I will tell you then." His eyes were looking back at me. His long eyelashes were too nice for him and his stare was too cold for me.

"Because you are hungry?"

I suggested. Yes, he was hungry before, now what occurred to him when the food is ready?

"Yes. Very much!" I felt his gaze on my lips.

Oh crap! I don't want this! I'm afraid of what is about to come. As he had sensed my uneasiness.

He smirked and got up, "you should eat too. You seem hungry too!"

Then he left

What the? I got up with my help. I was adjusting my dress when I saw him near the dining table, Plating the dishes.

"Come on otherwise I'll eat all food!" And for some revived reason I think he might eat all the food.
"Wait!" I ran to save my life.

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"I think you have eaten extensively. Now don't be a pig and drive me to my hostel." I purposely announced him pig because he was eating too much.

"Pig? Me? Have you seen yourself? You look like a goat!"

"What do you mean?" I clenched my teeth.

"Nothing,  " he glanced at his wristwatch and smirked.

"Now, Don't be a goat again and let's go!"

Finally! I got a chance to get rid of him. He is so arrogant and a nincompoop that he didn't even wait for me and started his car.

He was continuously honking making my ears bleed. When I finally get in there I turned to his side,  "can you please stop doing whatever you are doing I've had enough of you already!"

"Already?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Yes!" 

I swear on life that I'll ignore him for the rest of my life. I closed my eyes but felt a palm on my left cheek.
His palm was on my cheek.

When I gave him my deadly look. He told me he was cleaning the white powder on my face because he wouldn't want me to be considered a ghost.

"Well, you have asserted you are served with my tactics already then you are wrong!"

I was on the roller coaster again. Saving my life to the wind.

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Ps- The food comes from North India you can Google about it.

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