Poison and Passion

Chapter 33

~~Srishti's PoV~~

"Paul, we need to start a cafe," I said and he didn't look surprised.

"How can I help you?" he asked. He agreed to help me. Wonderful. Now, I don't need to worry much.

"Step one, we need a place. Any suggestions?" I asked him, taking out my notepad and a pen from my jeans pocket.

"What about Capo's building we visited recently? He is shifting his office there too," he suggested.

His building, I don't think so. He would prefer to die rather than help me out.

"I don't think he will lease it to me," I said.

But that would be the perfect spot for my cafe.

My lessons with Chef William are going well, and the knowledge I acquired through those classes would come in handy.

"Nothing wrong in trying," he said. He is being supportive. That's new. He usually would not respond to my questions.

Maybe I should try asking Arthur. He might have a change of heart.

I ran to his study.

I barged in without knocking. It's my husband's study after all, I think I can skip the knock on the door and wait for his permission part.

"Arthur," I called his name extra sweetly.

He didn't even look at me.

Mr Polar Bear is deaf.

"Arthur, we need to talk, please," I said.

Oh my! Did he ignore me again?

I decided to climb on his desk, sit in front of him and force him to listen.

Imagining myself doing it seemed cool. I will do it with a savage attitude, to make it better.

He will be stunned by my charm and will have no choice but to agree.

I giggled to myself like a fool. Andrew and Paul were staring at me. Oops!

I cleared my throat, put on a badass expression and ran towards the table.

I put my one hand on the table just the way I imagined and jumped.

"Ouch," I hit my knees to the desk.

The jump was short, my imagination betrayed me.

While I was in pain, I heard someone's laughter. It was Arthur laughing at my distress.

Jerk.

Jerk.

Jerk.

Ouch! It hurts.

"Paul, come here," I said between my sobs with no tears.

He immediately came to my side.

"Give me your hand," I said. Arthur's laughter was no longer heard. What happened?

Paul forwarded his hand. I held his hand for support to climb onto the desk.

Finally, I am standing on the desk.

I took two steps towards Arthur, without displacing the objects and sat in front of him, crossing my legs.

"You will lease me the cafe space," I said staring into his eyes.

He was angry. I am a little scared but I shouldn't show it on my face.

I already pulled a dumb stunt, better to push forward than fall back and be killed.