I turned back to the source of sound, just to find him looking at me intensely, I could sense some variations, but something was legit different.

Why is he here? What does he want?? I really don't want to discuss that awkward moment, which I had grown between us. I never meant to disturb anyone's private moments. Well, it's not like I didn't like what I saw. It's just I feel guilty.

Why are you here? Why are you following me? I asked sternly to let him breath the vibe of me getting pissed, like I felt terrorized by the act of unknown phone call. It felt horrible because I'm new here, I never have been this far from my hometown and that call, pull the whole buttons out of me.

I don't have to answer anything to you? He ignorantly mumbled while his hands were making it's way up to his hair strands, just to put his messy hairs in order.

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Where did you get my number?

Well, for that question... My answer is....umm..mmmm..... Don't you know I'm a Malhotra and I can do or get whatever I want just by naming it.

Is he gone nuts? Why this different level of attitude? I said to myself... mummering... looking up in the clouds.

I'm not god that I will hear every word you said that slowly. Manik stated the facts.

I really don't need to answer that.... I was talking to my friend.

Friend...huh....I'm not your friend!.

Oh... don't flatter yourself at this height Mr.Malhotra, I wasn't talking about you.... I was talking about my god.

W-H-A-T-E-V-E-R... he rolled his eyes from me.

Bye, I need to go. I'm getting late.

I will drop you home, come sit. He said.

Was that an order or option? I asked confusingly as I can't bake this topic too high as it's not just my life is connected with it, but it beholds the fate of my loved ones too, for whom I can do whatever it takes to make their life even more better and comfortable. He is my boss indirectly as I don't work for him but my parents do, if I pick up a fight with him then I will be damned to lose that one, he holds the strings of my life. I have to make sure that no one suffers for my deeds, already we are in a big mess. I don't want to create another one to make it even more harder for us to survive.

Order! He said and sat back in his car, waiting for me to join him on his opposite side of seat.

Just that single word ding the bell, well, now I have to do whatever he says for the sake of my loved ones. I sat beside him, not thinking more on that topic, closed the door back. Later then the car started and stopped near a cafe named “Mary de Queen”. He stopped the car, directly infront of the gate and look back at me.

Let's go... Before I could again resist by words he stepped out of the car and went inside the cafe. I couldn't do anything more so I just replicated his steps and make my way in the “Mary de Queen”. The name of the cafe is interesting and sounds historic, I guess... I don't know but it's sounds historically connected. I could be wrong or maybe Manik could just let me go and we could forget everything, but I don't think it was going to happen. I reached inside, it was drastically attractive, the designs on the wall were epic... I always had a thing for wall paintings. I have always been a good painter, so when we used to live back at hometown... My room was designed and painted by me. I turned my gaze everywhere just to find him talking with a girl on the table, totally opposite to the window in the dark and the lights were dim.

Nandani, come here! MANIK gestured his left hand, voice was calm.

I just nodded in yes and moved near the table, there she was the girl which I encountered or you could say caught in the act to path of pregnancy.

Why did he bring me here to meet her?

Hey, NANDANI. A girl in yellow dress, peeped from behind.

I turned to see navya looking at me while holding a tray of two cappuccino's in her hand.

Hey... Navya! What are you doing here? You work here??.

Yes, Nandani! I work here. Part time job just to survive in Mumbai. It's not easy to survive here, after completing those words her pupils fell onto Manik and I could see her glowing face bit by bit.

Don't bore us, waiter! Or should I complain the manager. The girl on the table near Manik burst out.

Navya made disturbing face but she had to go as she works here, she had to follow the rules and regulations.

I will find you later navya! I spoke.

Yup... She placed the order on the table and went back in the kitchen.

She really pisses me off... This girl on the table, how rude she is!!!.

Why did he bring me here to meet her? I questioned my inner soul.

Why am I here? I want to go home, Manik.

Why are you in so much hurry? MANIK's friend poke into the discussion.

First of all I don't want to talk with her as she is an desperate, cold hearted bitch. I tried ignoring her question.

I have a competition tomorrow!!! So need to go home early and rehearse, I lied as I completed my rehearsals already in the garden itself. I wanted to end this meeting because I wasn't comfortable enough to look at them. I don't know why? But I wasn't comfortable.

By saying those words concurrently I showed myself the way back out, not before saying goodbye to Navya. I know she has feelings for him but I don't think he is eligible to handle such feelings. I don't have any right to judge anyone this early or even later but I'm getting this kinda vibes from him. I stopped the auto and drive back to the mansion.

Why he is getting so involved in my thoughts?. Why is he affecting me this much???.

I don't know...but what I know is I have to be ready for everything coming as I just disrespected his order and insulted his lover in front of his eyes. There is a big whole reason behind this hatred from my side to her.......ALISHA. she was my best friend, I curse myself for not answering her call on that black day which changed both of our lives. Especially hers. I could have saved her from this fate but I was so busy in my life that I just didn't help someone in need, who was basically my best friend. Tears flew out sequencely bunching out the guilt which I have been burried from so long deep down in my heart.