THE MALHOTRA'S

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Hie. It's a big chapter. Probably because I was so much into writing zone. Vote and comment tho. Makes me happy 😊

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Still have faith.

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Ishika~

He was infuriating. Like really.

Today was Sangeet night and she was already panicking about forgetting her dance moves and making a fool in front of everyone.

Well, not like she was forced or anything...

She was absolutely forced.

Ishika liked to keep her talent hidden. Not because she was ashamed. Knowing Khatak and being professional at it is a dream come true in itself. However, because she was introverted and did not like being the centre of attention.

Shanaya and her were the same. They both didn't like to be the centre of attention. But at least Shanaya participated in high school competitions and even won prizes while Ishika watched from the crowd and cheered from her.

Maybe her stress of not forgetting the dance steps forced her to believe that Anirudh was infuriating. She confirmed this when she woke up today and was nearly startled when she saw him sitting in the chair in front of her, watching her as she slept. She pulled out of the covers and slammed the bathroom door in his face.

While showering she was thinking about the conversation she had with Lakshay bhaiya yesterday night. She was about to work with one of the biggest Architecture enterprises in the world. Her dreams were coming true. She knew that it was hard for some people to get opportunities like she did. But she never took them for granted. She knew that both Rajput and Malhotra's name was influential so things automatically became easier for her. It was not her fault that she was born into royalty. Her work was also admirable. So she could've easily worked by herself to make her career successful.

She was currently standing in front of the mirror in yet another blue lehenga while combing through her long brunette waves.
She in the dressing room and all the other girls have already left. She needed to hurry up before the Sangeet ceremony started.
While she was looking for the perfume bottle the sound of the door opening distracted her.

"Ishika!!" Harsh loud and enthusiastic voice rammed her out of her thoughts. She was standing in front of the mirror and she didn't even get a second to turn around when he picked her up from behind and spun her around.

"My hair!" She screamed.

"Oh sorry." He said as he put her down.

"What's with you picking me up these days?" Ishika asked as she fixed her hair.

"Ugh...don't get me started. I just do that to people who are close to me" He said.

"So I'm on your close friends list now?"

"Hell yeah!"

Ishika took a deep breath and patted Harsh's chest. "You can't realize how honoured I am"

"At your service my queen"

Ishika laughed. Why couldn't she be just married to a playful, cheerful guy like him? Instead, she was stuck with an unfeeling bastard who also filled her body with some kind of excitement when he was closer to her. She can feel his hard thighs on her ass when he sat her down on them.

"I was thinking of pulling a prank on Marya," Harsh said.

"Well we shouldn't get in trouble"

"Cut the crap. Trouble follows me wherever I go"