JASPREET’S pov
After sometime I could see her coming towards my table from the camera in my phone, with my order. She has a pink colored drinkon the tray. What! did I order somethin in pink. Really! I quickly picked my phone before she catches me stalking her. She will think tio high of herself being stalked by me. She will get a thing to gossip about it with her friends. im sure by now, the entire town might have known, that she has done an add with me. I don't use insta, its managed by my pr team, I'm sure it might be flooded with our pics together working. Girls these days dont leave anything out from flaunting.I started pretending as if I have been busy on my phone all the time and not aware that she's comingtowards me. I hardly know what I had ordered, but by the look of it, it looks like an overdose of calorie. pink in color with heaps of cream decorated on the top. so whatever it is , I just hope it’s good. After all I would have to still pay for it and obviously do extra exercise to balance my calorie intake.
She came towards my table and placed my order of the pink frothy drink right in front of me. I so wanted to say her to take this shit back and get me some black coffee,but I didn't want ti give her a excuse to cling with me. Oppuetunist girls like her would use this as an opportunity to get cozy with me, so that she can flaunt about our encounter. All are gold diggers, the moment they see a rich guy, they have dollars shining in their eyes.
she interrupted my train of thoughts and said, “Here, sir your order of no 5.” Mimicking my tone.she smirked and left my table. The nerve of this girl, she is really annoying a d amusing also at the same time. I should be angry at her but her I am smiling thinking about the way she mimicked my tone. Though, I didn’t show any reaction to her and ignored her. she quickly placed the drink and moved away, from my table.I drank that entire frothy liquid she served, with her voice playing in my head of her mimiking me. It was amusing and good. Itbwas not that bad, and in no time I drank it, not even realizing that I drank that entire liquid.
Had anyone else offered me this type of drink, I would have laughed at him a d refused it because being in a sports field , one has to avoid such high calorie drinks. But I just drank it anyway, shoving all the diet and calorie shit under my ass..it is required but sometimes it is really annoying. You just feel like to rebel against the diet plans your dietitian recommends.
I hardly noticed the taste when I was drinking but after completing it, tasted too sweet, I don’t think, the drink is supposed to be this sweet, she might have added extra sugar, to piss me off. That’s the reason why she smirked after placing my drink. That evil girl!
I moved my hands to get her attention , she quickly came towards my table.
“Anything else sir?” she asked in a fake sugary tone.
“Nope, nothing by the way I wanted to ask you, do you always treat all your the customers this sweetly or am I someone special.” I asked her with a smirI, letting her know, that I knew she added the extra sugar in my drink .She looked away from my face and was nervously tugging the end of her skirt. Mybeyes wandered down towards her hand and her sexy long legs,I just found that gesture so very sexy and inviting. This girl just has no idea, about the effect she has on me. I could feel the pressure building in my pants down. I am afraid that don’t make a fool of myself in the café before leaving.
“only for specific special customer, who are too arrogant. “ she blurted out without even thinking. And then her eyes grew big with embarrassment when she realized what she has just said.Those lovely expressive eyes, and the way she grows them big, if one looks in them will totally find himself lost in them. I need to get out of here as soon as possible or else, I will embarrass myself in public.
“Arrogant haan, you owe me, because I wont complaint to your boss of your sugary feed.” I said in her ears in a husky voice. the mere nearness was making me all hit and flustered, her peachy fragrance was a turn on. I removed my valet and left a tip on the table. It was a 500 rupee note and quickly dashed my way outside the café.I had to get rid off her and get far away from her. This brown eyed witch has been consuming my mind and thoughts. I have to take a cold shower to calm myself. I adjusted my mask on the way, so that no one recognizes me.
I could hear someone’s footstep following me, oh please let it not be some media guy. how sharp are they, they can recognize me in mask also. Blood stalkers,I silently prayed and looked behind and stopped in my tracks. It was her. She was chasing after me furiously. She was fuming with anger and her ears had turned red. she looked like a,predatory chasing after her prey. And in my case, the prey was me,so I stopped to listen what she wanted to say. All the best for this mess! I silently wished myself.AUTHOR'S NOTE.
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