Kriti's POV~

I moved away from her and wiped my tears and finally spoke,

"Meesha"

"Yes Kriti, Tell me" She replied getting worried.

"I called papa. He said he wants me to come back forever and never come back to New York again" I expressed it to her as I recounted every word of my father.

"Kriti? Are you serious?" She questioned.

"Yes, I am serious, I don't know why he is doing this, I am shocked as much as you are" I told her each and everything that papa said on the call.

"Are you are going back?" She questioned.

"I haven't decided anything about it yet, I just told you because I wanted to ask you about it. It will not be a big deal"

"Tell me, What should I do? Are you fine going to India with me?" I continued

"Do you want to go??" She asked.

"Only if you say so" I replied with a curious face as I waited eagerly for her response.

"Kriti...Yess!! I want to go back"She replied leaving me completely shocked with her words.

I never thought she would agree with this.But she is excited about it.

She said that she is Ok with it and will accompany me.

"Are you sure Meesha?" I asked her once again, my voice filled with a hint of anticipation

"Yes, I'm. I am Ok with it and I will accompany you" She answered me.

"Kriti, this had to happen. One day or other you had to go back, you can't live here your whole life and even I can't. It's better to live with family than to live here alone"She explained to me, her words flowed effortlessly.

"You are my best friend Meesha. What would I have done without you??"

I spoke and embraced her.

She hugged me back and said.."You are going to be a CEO Kriti, smile now...don't be a emo baby."

( Emo baby means emotional baby/person)

"I was thinking about not going back" I whispered to myself, but my voice was loud enough for her to hear.

"Why was that??"She asked.

"How I am going to be a CEO? I don't know even a thing about my dad's company" I expressed myself with a fear of not being capable.

"You will know everything, Amit uncle will definitely teach you about it. So don't worry" She retorted, her words trying to comfort me.

"He isn't going to" I told her...My words hit her like a bomb shell and her eyes widened.

"Then who is going to?" She exclaimed, curiosity glittering in her eyes.

"Aayansh Malhotra will" I was quiet for a whole minute, and then I finally found my words and spoke up.

"Who is he now?" She questioned.

"He is my Papa's best friend's son and someone I dislike greatly" I told her everything that was on my mind.

"Is he hot??" It was the first thing she asked..

"Seriously??" I responded, with a hint of annoyance in my voice.

"Sorry sorry...Why do you dislike him?" She questioned.

"Because according to Papa he is a very great businessman and a great CEO, papa thinks of him as his own son and after Aayansh's father died he always took care of him" I completed in one breath.

"So, speaking clearly...You are jealous of him?" Meesha spoke.

"Nahh, I am not jealous of him. Its just I don't like papa praising him all the time about how he is so good in his work...About how he is so career oriented and blah blah blah" I responded as my gaze fell on her, her eyes fixed onto the phone, googling about Aayansh.

"Why google, when I can tell you everything?" I replied with a smirk on my face.

"You seriously can tell me?" She asked, a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

"I can tell you things about him  that even google won't tell you about him" I replied as my hand reached the water bottle.

I was drinking water when her question caught me off-guard.

"You know his size??"

And I nearly choked in surprise.

"Shut up, Meesha, I didn't mean that" I replied annoyingly.

"I was just kidding, Tell me, what you meant?" She asked, eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Aayansh Malhotra is one of the best CEOs in India. Aayansh's papa died when he was 13, actually he was murdered" I retorted.

"After Lakshy Uncle, papa took care of Aayansh like his own son. Papa visited him every week so that he didn't feel the absence of his father and when he completed his education, papa even taught him these business things"

I continued as she heard me with disbursement.

"So, this Aayansh is really close to Amit uncle?" She muttered.

"Definitely he is" I replied.

"Have you ever met him??" She questioned again.

"I only met him once when I was 8. He came for dinner at my house with his family. I accidentally spilled juice on his shirt and ran away, I thought he wouldn't be able to catch me but he did. He caught me and asked me that why I did that. I told him that it was an accident and I just cried. He was very rude since his childhood. After that I never talked to him"

"I wish he does not agree with dad about teaching me all this business stuff" I spoke, expressing my thoughts about disliking Aayansh.

"And what if he does?" Meesha questioned.

"If he does, I am going to make him regret every second of it"

"You wanna come for lunch?" She asked. I never deny food and she knows that

"Go, get ready" She ordered.

"Sure Madam, only if you get out of my room" I responded.

She got out and I got ready.

I wore a casual pastel blue dress and added white sneakers. I got on the dressing table and applied my sunscreen and did a little bit of makeup.

After I was ready I looked at myself in the mirror and muttered..

"Perfect for a lunch date"

I got out of my room and saw Meesha sitting on the sofa.

Chale? I asked her.

( Shall we go? )

"Aap ready ho gyi madam?? I thought you were going to take a whole day to get ready" She replied and then we both got out.

We sat in the car and drove towards our favourite restaurant.

( You are ready madam?? )

We finally reached after a 15 minutes drive.

Meesha got out and entered inside while I parked the car and followed her.

Soon the ordered arrived and we talked a lot.

After 30 mins of talking and eating and a long drive we finally came back home.

I parked the car and we both entered the house and saw the door opened.

"Didn't you lock the door Kriti?" Meesha questioned, fear evident in her eyes.

"Of course Meesha, I did. I am not that careless" I responded.

"Then why is it open?" She asked pointing towards the half opened door.

"The lock is broken" I reciprocated, getting inside.

She followed me inside and as soon as we entered we saw the house messed up, the things misplaced and the vases broken.

"We didn't leave the house like this...Did we?" Meesha questioned.

"We surely didn't Meesha Someone did this"

I answered, getting inside the rooms.

The whole living room was messed up but my room was absolutely fine, it was same as before...same as I left it.

"Check your room Meesha"

I ordered and got out of my room.

"It's the same as before" She replied.

Someone surely messed it up. "Let's look in the kitchen" She wrapped her mind around it.

"Yeah" I replied and we both made our way towards the kitchen.

I looked around the kitchen until Meesha called me.

"Look" she whispered.

She found a note on the refrigerator which had written on it...

"Be careful Kriti Singhania. The condition that is in your house right now, soon will be yours"

"I know, this motherfucker can never do more than a threat" I snapped.

"But this is the second time Kriti, you have to do something about it" She remarked.

This is the second time I received such a note. Last time it was a parcel I received.

The delivery guy said that it came for me but the box was empty. It only had a note which said..

"Wrong move, I will teach you such a lesson that your dad will remember forever. I hope he never messes with me again."

I even searched about the delivery guy but it came out that he was just a normal delivery person.

He received the parcel and gave it to the address that was written on it.

Last time it was just a note and I thought it was a prank or something, so I ignored it.

But this time, look the audacity of that bastard.

He dared to enter inside my house.

"Let's clean this mess" I replied pointing towards the messy state of the living room.

"That bastard could have just left the note, what was the need to mess up the living room" She said annoyingly.

"And call someone to fix the door" I added.

"Are you going to tell uncle?" She questioned.

"I am thinking of telling him after I go back" I reciprocated as I picked up the glass pieces from the floor.

"As you wish, Anyway you aren't going to listen to anyone" She said.

"We are going back after 2 days...So what's the big deal? I will tell him once we are there. I don't want to stress him"I reminded.

Aayansh's POV~

I entered the basement of my penthouse and saw a man tied with ropes on a chair. I saw Vihaan standing beside him

"How long has he been here?" I asked him.

"Merely 2 days" He replied.

I removed the tape from his mouth giving him access to speak, and he questioned...

"Why am I here?"

"You really don't know or are you playing innocent?" I asked him and as a hard slap landed on his cheek.

So hard that I could see my finger marks on his face.

"And remember one more thing, you can't question me. I am one who will question you"

I slapped him once again.

"Who told you to do that?" I asked him.

"I won't tell you" He replied, still his voice trembled with fear.

Look at the audacity of this guy. He first did a internship in my company, leaked the designs and now is replying me back.

"You won't??" I asked.

"No" He said.

I took out the gun from my back of my pocket and shot him in the middle of his palm. Same with the other.

His red blood, sprinkled on my white shirt as he cried out in pain and begged me to stop this but its his punishment.

Punishment for talking back to me.

"You still won't?"

I questioned once again, my voice loud enough to make him shiver.

I....i am tel...telling yo....you...ever...everything bu..but...ple...pleasee...sto..stopp..th...this. He cried out.

"Go ahead" I replied.

I did this...for....Ma...Mayank. He orde...ordered me so...so tha.....that he ca..n...can...

"Shut up now" My voice cut him off in between.

Now its time for a punishment.

You surely love Mayank a lot.

I got a knife and mercilessly chopped off his hand.

Please....I.be....begg y.....you.....do..... don't...do.....thi....this...plea...please..

"You should have thought about this before you leaked the designs" I said with a straight face.

I kept the knife on the crook of his neck and started pressing it inside slowly.

"How are you feeling? Good?"

"Tell me" I shouted, pressing the knife more into his neck.

Plea...please...do....don't. He begged me.

I removed the knife from his neck and kept it near his forehead.

I carved the name Mayank onto his forehead with the same knife.

I even made a heart after it. After all this motherfucker loves him a lot.

Look, you even ruined my shirt.

I said while pointing towards the blood stains on my shirt. Extra punishment for that.

I picked up the gun and shot him in the neck.

I got out and ordered Vihaan..."Kill him tomorrow night and gift his dead body to that bastard"

"Why not now?" Vihaan questioned.

"Let him regret his doing" I said and moved towards my penthouse.

I entered inside and removed the shirt and stood under the shower.

If I went home with this blood stained shirt maa will surely be worried and ask me thousand of questions.

I don't want her to get stressed.

After a long cold shower, I got out and moved towards my wardrobe.

I picked a black shirt and got ready again.

I got out of the penthouse and went straight towards the parking.

I drove towards my house in complete silence.

I was going up the stairs while I bumped into someone. I knew who this was. None other than..

Khushi.

"Careful clumsy sis"

I whispered as I  saw her rubbing her forehead.

"Bhai" She muttered

"Did you get hurt?" I asked her, with a hint of concern in my voice.

"Nhi" She said

(No)

"Toh fir?" I questioned her.

( Then? )

"I have a favour to ask you" She answered.

"Tell me" I spoke.

"Upar chlo btati hu" She answered.

( Come upstairs, I will tell you)

We made our way towards my room as she sat down on the couch.

"Bolo ab" I asked her, removing my shoes.

(Speak now)

"Actually, Bhai, It is my friend's birthday. I want to go" She expressed herself as she told me about her friend's birthday party.

"So Go. What's the problem?" I responded.

"The problem is that, the party is in a club" She spoke, waiting in anticipation for my response.

"Never" I said firmly.

"Please bhai....I really want to go. Don't disagree" She spoke, her voice lingering with the hope of me allowing her to go.

"Why do I think I will allow you?" I spoke.

"Aap bologe toh nhi jaaungi, par mera mann toh hai" She responded.

"Mana krdia meine, mat jao" I spoke firmly.

"You don't love me Bhai?? Ok I got it" She replied, fake tears welling up in her eyes.

"No Khushi, This emotional blackmail won't work"

"Why do you think I will let you go alone?" I questioned.

"Fine. I won't go alone" She answered and I took a sigh of relief.

"Are you sure?" I questioned again.

"You will let me go if someone accompanies me?" She asked with hope filled eyes.

"Ok, I will" I responded as her face does not allow me to deny.

"Fine. Now tell me who do you want to come with you?" I questioned, waiting for her response.

"You" She responded, with a mischievous grin on her face.

"Me? Are you kidding?" I whispered with disbelief.

"Yes you bhai. You are going to accompany me" She replied mischievously.

"Fine, Now leave" I said irritatingly.

"Take care of everyone else" She said closing the door.

Yeah sure. Khushi is surely a trouble.

Now I have to go to a club because of her.

What am I going to do in her party and all but I can't even leave her alone too.

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Hello Sweeties🌸

Hope you liked the chapter

Also they are going to meet soon.

Aayansh has some serious anger issues. Doesn't he??

Bye Bye ❤️