THE KNIGHT'S DOLL

60. HER PERSONALIZED ROYAL THRONE!

1st of all I know am late again & I apologize for that... Well had my exams from 22 April to 3rd May, & then I got sick...

& then I got confused with the chapter... Wrote one, deleted it, & then wrote this with hard efforts of 2 days...

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THE KNIGHT'S DOLL

CHAPTER-60

HER PERSONALIZED ROYAL THRONE!

Ishana roamed around the whole corridor anxiously, a permanent frown etched between her brows, as she moved on & on, lost in her thoughts.

It's been two days since she last saw him, & after that passionate night when she accepted her passions for him, don't know what she was even thinking at that time...

She shook her head blushing hard, as she thought of the morning that followed, where he kissed her, touched her, caressed her, made her feel the most wanted person of his life, & gave her a mouth-watering & earth-shattering oral, which had her...

She again shook her head blushing red as she felt tingling down in her lower belly. This man has corrupted her entirely! Once upon a time Ishana Mishra feared even being eyed by a man, & the current Ishana Mishra is his whore as she terms it & his so-called-Queen as he terms it.

She gulped hard fisting tightly the railing, as she looked down mindlessly to his lavish penthouse, again loosing herself in thoughts, frustrated by being interrupted by her not-so-pious thoughts in between. When & why did she become like this...

& after leaving her all needy & hot, he didn't even return. Deep down she was worried for him, but she refused to accept it, nor did she ask anyone knowing all the maids here inform every thing to him! The dress she wore, the food she ate, the steps she walked, the color of her shit, & how it smelt!

She was so furious being watched all the time, as making a face, huffing & puffing she walked downstairs towards the garden, where finally she felt relieved a bit, away from those prying eyes, seeing people & children roaming around freely.

She knew not why but these days she has been too moody, too choosey, & well to be precise very annoying. She had been behaving like a spoilt brat, & maybe that's the reason that oh-so-good Knight of hers had run away from his very penthouse....

 As soon as she smirked at the thought, leaning back on a distant bench, her smirk was stolen away as she saw him entering the garden, eying nothing, walking nowhere but towards her, his steps faster than his normal walk, making her heartbeat rise as the mere site of his... For once she thought she was dreaming him, but seeing people prying away, she knew it's not.

She flared her nostrils in anger, rolled her arms on her chest & turned her body to her right, looking away from him, as she held her chin up, in anger & to show him that she is in no mood to even see him...

Though both she & he knew the side-eye she gave him. What could she do, he was looking so ravishing in that signature black-shirt & black pants of his, & the thought of what lied beneath these clothes made her feel hot & fist upon her clothes tightly, while maintaining her annoyed facade. He needs to know she doesn't care wherever the hell he goes, but he should also know he can't just disappear like that without even letting her know his whereabouts! She huffed & puffed angry at her own messed thoughts.