Dare to Hope | Heir & Heiress #2 | ✓

♚ 2.4 Chosen Weapon ♚

Posted: September 12th, 2018

♚ Aarush ♚

          The delicious scent of Eva's cooking fills my nostrils the second I walk into her loft. Gosh, I miss home-made food. I never was much of a cook and eating take-outs can get boring very easily.

Closing the door behind me, I announce myself by asking, "What's for dinner?"

She appears out of the kitchen archway with a spatula in her hand. Her brows are raised in clear judgement. "Can you ever knock like a normal person?"

I return her sass with my own, "If you don't like my visits, you should change the place where you hide your spare key."

She narrows her eyes, "How do you even know where I hide it? I've never told you."

I drop myself on the couch with a heavy sigh while pointing out, "You are an open book, Eva. It's not difficult to figure it out."

She mutters while returning to the kitchen, "And here I thought being in army intelligence for few years would teach me how to keep a few secrets."

I repeat my question while taking off my shoes, "What's for dinner?" Yes, I care more about food. I am starving and much rather eat her cooking than risk cooking myself or going out to a restaurant. Naturally, I do a lot of take-out and that can get tiring quickly.

"Your favorite. You see, I had a sixth sense that you'd crash my quiet dinner time once again."

I roll my eyes. She's extra sassy today. "Tone down some of that attitude, will you? I'm actually here today for a reason, not just to gobble down your food."

She sticks her head out again in curiousity, "You learned something new? And get in here if you want to talk. I'm not going to risk burning my food."

I push myself up on my feet and walk into the kitchen. Leaning against the counter, I inform. "Some of my contacts got back to me."

She raises a brow in clarification, "Army contacts?"

I scoff in amusement, "Please. That's too much red tape to cut through." She gives me a disapproving look as I continue, "Not that I couldn't make it happen, but it would just take a bit longer, you know? We don't have that kind of time to waste."

She shakes her head in disappointment, "You're going to get yourself in deep shit one day, Aarush."

Without a care, I answer shrugging my shoulders. "Nothing I can't get out of, E. Now do you want the information or not?"

She sighs while flipping the paratha on the pan. "Let the record show I do not approve of your methods, but because we are desperate here, yes. Spill it."

I grin to myself because I knew she couldn't resist. One of the things I like about her is that she doesn't have an issue with crossing a few grey areas. She understands the necessities time and again. "Our dearest Dinesh was dumb enough to try and make contact with Hiten."

When I say dearest, I say it with utmost despise for that man. There are one too many crimes that I am going to make him pay for one day.

"Seriously? I would have thought he'd be smarter than that."

"If you ask me, he is."

She questions looking at me briefly, "So what are you saying? It's a trap?"

"That, my friend, is exactly what I am saying."

She swats my hand when I try to reach for a piece of potato from the vegetables steaming on another stove. "It's not cooked, Rawal."