Chapter 6

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Kiara's POV 

I entered, thinking I would find him working, but what I found shocked me for the second time that day. THE KIAN AADISH AARYA was seated on the bed in casual attire, with a black mask covering his face, the same plushy by his side, and in front of him, there seemed to be a lot of creams sprawled out.

After not hearing me, he looked up and seemed shocked to find me there. He was lost in his thoughts, and I decided to break his haze.

"Back to earth, Mr. Kian," I said in a professional tone.

It was enough to put a brake to his thoughts and bring him back, and he said, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here in your house to help with the preparations for your grandfather's birthday party, and I'm here in your room to ask you to come down for lunch. Dadu is calling you," I replied.

He seemed amused by me calling his grandfather "Dadu" but said, "I can't come down. Just ask them to send the food to my room."

Curious, I stepped closer to the bed and asked, "Is everything okay? Why are you wearing a mask and what are these creams?"

"It's none of your business," he said in a panicked tone.

Nevertheless, I spared a glance through all of them. I was shocked, to say the least, and asked, "Why the hell do you have so many pimple creams? Do you even know each one of them costs thousands of rupees? Some of them aren't even available on the market. How did you get them? Have you officially lost your mind?" 

He looked at me, shocked, and was about to say something, but I walked closer to him and swiftly removed the mask before he even noticed. I couldn't stop my laughter as I saw that Kian was panicking and worrying about just a pimple on his cheek.

"Oh my God, you are unbelievable," I said, laughing.

I stopped my laughter for a moment and asked, "Is it your first pimple?"

He looked around and tried to say in a cold tone, "Yeah, so what? I have a party to attend tomorrow and I cannot go like this. Anyway, this is none of you're concern. Just leave and do what I said." 

"Can you just keep your mouth shut? And for your information, none of these creams will work instantly. Let me see it properly and help you out, that is only if you want to look flawless tomorrow," I said, knowing he would definitely agree, knowing how particular he is about his looks.

He huffed and nodded, so I walked closer to him, examined the pimple, realized that it was already ripe and that just a pimple patch would be enough. Looking around the bed, I was pretty sure that who ever brought all these creams would have definitely brought whatever I was looking for and after a proper search I finally found the pimple patches.

When I was about to take one, he asked skeptically, "Are you sure none of these creams will work, but this small patch will?"

"Just keep your mouth shut," I said, leaning closer to his face and applying the patch on his pimple. "Done, but you have to keep it on the entire night. If you remove it before that, don't blame me."

"If this doesn't work, I'll kill you, haunt you in your nightmares, and then fire you," he said.

"Whatever, but normal people say thank you in these situations. But how could I forget that you're an alien," I replied, dragging him out of the room for lunch. 

We finished our lunch in no time, the dining table filled with laughter and happiness. Since all the preparations were done, I decided to take my leave. When I informed Dadu, he asked one of the boys to drop me home, but I told him I had already booked a car waiting outside. They all nodded reluctantly and bid me goodbye, asking me to reach home safely and call one of them once I did. I was overwhelmed by their love for me, despite it being barely a day since they had known me.  

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