Mallika Singh, a 22 years old, is an ambitious dancer. She is combination of beauty and brain or someone who should be called as "Perfectionist". She is a positive girl with curious mindset. She is quite sarcastic and philosophical if she wants to...
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MALLIKA
I was totally done with his arrogance. What did he think himself?
I guess that I had to talk to Avneet. She was the only one who would understand me now. With making up ny mind, I went to look for her in upstairs but found her now where after searching for sometimes. I let out an exasperated sigh shaking my head in annoyance. To be honest,I was indeed frustrated with everything happening around me. Now Avneet was nowhere to be seen either.
I came downstairs to find the living room empty which was perfect. I thought that everyone might be present here. I decided to take a look of the whole house. After coming here,I still hadn't got the opportunity to see the house properly. While passing through the kitchen, a strong and delicious colong of food assaulted my nostrils. I had not eaten anything for a long time. My stomach growled indicating that I was hungry.
I entered in the kitchen and saw a lady chopping groceries sitting on the table which was just situated in front of the kitchen. Seeing me, she stood up and came towards me with a smile. I then was able to take a note of her features. She was a blonde and looked around her mid-thirties. She was wearing a red striped white apron on her white uniform.
"Ma'am, do you need something?" She asked politely. I roamed my eyes in the whole kitchen and then looked at her.
"Stop calling me Mam. It feels like I am old." I said with a small smile.
"No Ma'am, Mr. Spencer will be mad at me. I am just a simple maid here." She said a bit worriedly bowing her head down.
"He won't say anything. Do what I am saying. Call me Mallika. Think me your friend." I replied patting her head.
"But...
She was going to say something which I cut off.
"No buts. I am Mallika for you. And yeah, can you just make me some pasta ? I am seriously hungry." I asked pouting.
"Yeah sure,Madam" She shook her head positively. I glared at her when she regarded me as Ma'am again. She bite her lips and replied, "Ok Mallika."
"What's your name?" I asked her.
"I am Julie" She and I just passed her small smile. I then asked her if she knew where Avneet was staying. She showed me the direction and I nodded my head with a polite smile.
I immediately headed upstairs to Avneet's room. However, I seemed to have gotten quite bad luck today. As I was going to knock the door, a hand suddenly clasped around my wrist making me gasp in shock. That person pulled me and pinned me to the wall caging me between him and the wall.
As expected, it was Sumedh. He was sending daggers like glares in my direction. He had successfully pinned my hands in the wall. I scowled at him and tried to free my hands from his grip. But he only tightened his grip on me.
