The Devil's Doll

Chapter 13

Authors POV

Hilarious.
Stupid.
Ignorant.

That's how Amaira felt. Hilarious cause the face he made was pretty funny, stupid cause oh damn did she plan for the worst and ignorant cause she never took into account of any possibilities.

Ring...

Her eyes were caught on her phone as the user surprised her a bit.
Vikram.
Her eyes were caught on with suspicion yet the positives and endorphins took over her mind.

Yes?

Did you miss me? cause I missed you

Her heart tangled for its beats as her cheeks flustered at his husky tone.

Should I miss you?

Her voice felt so caught up, she never felt the need to cool herself down but here? It was different. Giggles were a second away from ruining her stoic reputation.

Anyday. Everyday.

Why did you call?

Her voice calmed down as her heart kneeled down to her brain.
She needed to win.
And she will win.

Come over. I've got a deal for you.

Call end

Amaira POV

Fuck.
He didn't even mention about it.
Is he planning on killing me?
No. No. No.
It can't be. He said that as long as we are out of each other's way, we are good. So why is inviting me?

It's evening already, I shall leave.
I slither on a red dainty dress that makes me look none less than Meghan fox.

Knife?
Check

Pepper spray?
Check

Gun?
Check.

Heart?
Lost.

Bad bitch!
That's who you are.

A cough later, and pulling back some tears. I'm fine.

Click.
Walking into those marbles feels like heaven yet those gates are opened only for the devil.

His assistant guided me to his home office. Might I mention that the assistant is a 'she' and a very pretty one. I am not jealous. At all.

Amrita Sher Gil. Her paintings brought back the sense reality.
So regular yet so extraordinary.

"Snowflake?"

And here it goes again.

"Yes? Mr. Singhania, what have you called me for? " I couldn't faze the intensity of his eyes without feeling vulnerable so i decided to look behind him. Cause life hack.

" Come on darling, don't be shy, look me in the eye. " Fuck. Something flutters in me as his hands grasped my chin and pulled me towards him.
I feel weak. I couldn't help but look in those sudden change of emotions in his eyes as they crisped up.

Vikram POV

When I see her in those frills.
Ugh fuck. I need her soo bad.
I want her to go down on me and suck me till heaven.

Yet all I can do for now is to hold her.

I don't know why she decided to pull those stunts to bring me down when all she needed to do was to be my pretty girl.
Like I give a fuck.

" I have a deal for you. " Ugh huh. Her eyes are still looking amidst me.
Cute.

" Speak." Awww. Soo cute. How she's trying to act all tough yet the nervous touches on her neck showcase a different tale.

"Date me." 

"Wha-t?" Shocked. My lips couldn't help but curl up at those extreme emotions of hers.

"Date me, I said. Not love me. Dating will help create a better era for me. As well, I'll get you anything you desire. Anything." Bullshit. I just want her for me. I'll make her fall for me and break her so bad. Am I kidding myself?

A minute has probably passed as the air thins out even more.
A huff left her face as i could finally hear that voice of hers.

"Fine." Remarkable. The way she tries so hard to cover up her fanatic.

"Today. Grandeur Ball, Louis's marriage celebration. I'll send you what you need to wear." I couldn't see the look on her face anymore before melting away.
I walked my way out the room without any saying.
I needed to be far yet I'm so close. Irony

Amaira POV

Dating him?
I said yes?

I am mentally ill and it's proven right now.
But needless to say, it'll help me and the business. That's what I want na?
Perhaps.

But he went away. He didn't even look me in the eye. Does he even care?
I don't care.

My bed is so comfortable, if sleeping for three hours regularly and considering it short breaks were a game, I would be a reigning champion.

A

sudden knock wakes me up.
GREAT.

" A dress and it's accessories has been parcelled for you and it's placed in the dressing area with a man waiting for you. Have a look. " The same monotonous voice of my assistant appeared. Ugh. But wait. Did he say some dress?! It means that Vikram has finally done what he ought to, he came.

Adrenaline rushed through me as I paced my way to the dressing area which held all my ball dresses but i couldn't help but fixate on my flying hair and those saliva patches.
A word of advice, never sleep before meeting your man. Wait. My man?

I pushed the door open as my eyes clasped down to ecstasy waiting to hear his voice.
"Ms. Oberoi?" Huh. Ms. Oberoi?
He would never call me that.
Confusion led me to open my eyes and GREAT.
It's a man I've never seen. He looks well dressed but Vikram is better.
Uhm only because he has good taste.
Obviously not cause I'm attracted to him. That's a joke.

"Who are you?" The swan white gown stood next to the man yet all my eyes were upon him. Who could he be?

"I am Dhruv. Vikram's assistant. Sir ordered you to wear this dress and be ready, he'll be waiting for you at the event itself. I'll be driving you and you have a total of thirty minutes to be ready. " What?! So Mr. Vikram can't come himself and sent his damn assistant over? Joyous.
And who in their right mind provides only thirty minutes to get ready?
Crazy bastard! My Crazy Bastard.

Before I could even speak up that guy just walked out the room. My feets stomped the ground. I couldn't believe the amount of disrespect. Ugh.

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Adrenaline rushed