His Kohinoor

11. Resign?

"We don't mind becoming girls for money, we won't get out unless you give us ten thousand rupees and not less than ten thousand. If you are not willing to give us, then we also have no problem with it. No problem, we will stay and Spend time with our sister-in-law, and you will be thrown out of the room."

Are they asking me to be thrown out of my own room? Are both of them serious? Aren't they afraid of me? No matter how strict I am with them, they never take my strictness seriously. Am I kidding to them that they can't take me seriously even for a moment?

These two guys are absolute idiots that I want to beat up until they take me seriously, but even when I'm in a serious angry mood, they don't take me seriously, they take me for granted .

I will see both of you, just enjoy as much as you can with these ten thousand rupees because I will not let both of you go easily, first for calling me a khadoos and now for threatening to throw me out of my room.

Take this money, I will get the work done by both of you at double the price of these ten thousand. I looked at both their outstretched hands and then at their face which was adorned with a grin.

It seems that if I do not give them ten thousand rupees they will not let me rest, if not then I am sure I will be thrown out of my own room. I'm already tired, I don't have the energy to argue with these idiots. Having no other option, I took out my card from my wallet and gave it to them.

As soon as I handed my card, they grin even more. Why do I have these idiots as my bhai and bestfriend?

"Best wishes!"
Best wishes for what? Am I going to a meeting? That I need their good wishes. I don't remember going for any - then for what they-?

I turned back to ask what they were giving me good wishes, but they had already left the room.

I can never understand these idiots.

I closed the door, Amrita's heavy anklets were jingling in the air as she got down from the bed. I turned and walked towards her and stopped a few steps away, not invading her personal space. Suddenly the atmosphere became quiet, neither I nor she said a word.

I took a step forward but stopped midway as my eyes fell on her hand which was clutching her lehenga in fist. A took a deep breath and moved forward, with every step I took towards her, she stepped back. But I didn't care about her stepping back because I have to take thing from behind.

Now I stopped in front of her and I extended my hand towards her and bent down to her level making her lean back as my firm muscular body rose above her "W-what are you doing?" I heard her saying, but all my attention was behind the thing on the table as I ignored her words and crouched more to her level.

As I bent down further to her level to pick up the thing, my cheeks brushed against hers. As she drew in her breath, her breath coming in whispers, I could hear her surging heartbeat bouncing against her ribs. "You can breathe, I won't eat you up." I stepped back with the paper in my hand.