Forcibly Yours

||Deal||

This chapter is dedicated to my lovely reader ✨Rasiya  Isqh✨

Kanak and Shanvi's faces turn pale after hearing Krish's statement.

"Fifteen thousand might be a drop in the ocean for Kiyan and Krish, but for us, it is a significant amount," Kanak thinks to herself.

Krish, observing Kanak, smirks and steps closer to her, bending slightly to whisper in her ear, "What’s the matter, Miss? Never heard of such an amount all at once, huh?"

Kiyan, disliking Krish's behavior, grabs Krish's collar and pulls him back.

Kanak and Shanvi both lower their heads. Shanvi comes from a middle-class family, while Kanak, from a lower-middle-class background, is the sole breadwinner in her family.

Shanvi meekly said ," It's a lot for us we know that it was our mistake but you are also held accountable for that so can we get some relaxation.

How about this , we pay you 8000 and you don't have to pay for our scooter damage .

They are about to respond when they hear the sharp, seductive voice of Ekta.

Hearing her voice , Krish wishes for a spaceship to land in front of him and take him away from the planet. He is lost in his fantasies when Ekta grabs his arm, startling him.

Kiyan, Shanvi, and Kanak observe him. The daring, confident Krish suddenly becomes a timid mouse, seemingly ready to dig a hole and hide.

Ekta coos, "Oh, my baby Krishu."

Hearing Ekta's sweet words, Kiyan clutches his stomach and bends over as if he is going to vomit.

Kanak and Shanvi share a look that says, "Brother, eww, what's that, brother?"

Meanwhile, Krish feels as though his organs are packing their bags to leave his body.

Krish, trying to maintain his distance from Ekta, says, "Ah, Ekta, don’t call me that, okay?"

Ekta, ready to pounce, replies, "Why, baby? Don’t you like that?"

Kiyan, remembering Krish's words, realizes that Krish was talking about Ekta. As a responsible friend, he decides to take matters into his own hands.

Kiyan says, "Oh, Ekta, what are you talking about? Krish has been speaking about you. But he didn’t tell me your name; he was calling you Beauty, Bella, and what not."

Krish stands stunned in front of them, unable to find words to respond.

Ekta, eyes gleaming with satisfaction, moves closer to Krish, "Is that true, Krishu? You've been talking about me?"

Krish, flustered and trying to regain his composure, stammers, "N-no, that's not exactly—"

Kiyan, sensing an opportunity to further his friend’s discomfort, interjects, "Yes, Ekta. He talks about you all the time. He admires your...charm."

Krish shoots a pleading look at Kiyan, but Kiyan pretends not to notice.

Kanak and Shanvi exchange glances, trying to suppress their giggles.

Ekta, thoroughly enjoying the situation, places a hand on Krish's shoulder, "Well, Krishu, if you wanted to tell me something, you should have just said it directly."