Vansh and Roshni are college friends. Vansh was a business man who had a bad childhood with his parents having a unhealthy relationship which made him not believe into marriage or love. Roshni was a fashion designer and a girl full of life but unluc...
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It's first day of the challenge and I feel like I am going to win this because I was never the kind of girl who is dying to have sex and specially with the person I haven't slept yet.
I was making coffee for myself when he came in the kitchen wearing only sweatpants and his hairs were messy. He just woke up. He has been waking up so late nowadays God knows what he does all night.
"Can you make one cup for me?" He asked in rusty voice.
I was about to say no but my devil mind came up with a very good idea.
"Sure." I replied without looking up.
I made sure that he wasn't looking at me when I added a spoon of Chilli powder and handed him the cup very casually.
He leaned his back at the counter facing me and took a sip. I couldn't find any change of expressions on his face, maybe the first sip wasn't that spicy. I waited patiently to witness any change but there was none and soon he finished the entire cup.
He placed the cup on the basin and I kept staring at the cup not knowing that he was looking at my weird expressions.
He came close and I couldn't take a step back. He placed his thumb on my lips and smudged my lipstick.
"You think I can't handle that spice? Your lips were more spicy so next time you want to bring out my irritation try making it more spicier." He winked while licking off my lipstick from his thumb and brushed my shoulder while leaving.
"And yeah...." He spoke so I turned to look at him.
"Your lips are at the top of the list nothing can beat the spice level of it." He left laughing as if he had already won. He did actually.
I felt something weird. My stomach felt butterflies and my head felt irritation. I wanted to kiss him and at the same time I wanted to kill him. What kind of love and hate relationship is this?
I stromed towards the living room where he was sitting on the couch and rested his legs on table in front of him while eating snacks.
I stood there in anger before speaking, "When are we leaving from here?" I asked surpised how high my voice was.
"Not until the challenge is over, can't trust. What if you leave before the challenge is over?" He spoke following the crust of snacks.
"That's ridiculous.... We were here for just a week and you expanded it without discussing it with me." I shouted.
"Well sorry about that... I hope it's fine that I am informing now."
"No it's not fine."
"I can't do anything about it, have a good stay over here." He sounded careless.
"Fine, I am packing my bags and leaving from here in your car." I said in utmost anger and started to leave until I heard him choke on his snacks and then he chuckled.
