Chapter 33

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Hey Lovelies,

With all your love, I take immense pleasure in presenting the dinner chapters. Initially it was 7 chapters with 10K words now after rewriting it's 10 chapters with 24K words.

Like last time I'll be posting the updates on alternate days when the previous chapters reach 1K reads and mostly it'll be around 8pm or 9pm

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Like last time I'll be posting the updates on alternate days when the previous chapters reach 1K reads and mostly it'll be around 8pm or 9pm. This might also help for you read the later chapters (from 4th chapter in this sequence) 🌚🌚🌚. Different timeline readers please forgive me❤️🙏.

Without further ado.
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Devansh

23 August 2025

She will. She will not. She will. She will not. She will.

I played a yes or no game while I placed the flower petals, completing a line. Every line ended with a yes but my heart hasn't settled down from beating fast. I have never been so nervous in my entire life and this was the first time I felt nervous about having dinner with a girl which I have never done before. It has never been chocolate, flowers and dinners but just a hard fuck or a nice suck.

I was just a hard fucking asshole. That is what every girl called me before I asked them to leave or I left when my hunger was filled. But then there was Aathira, who drove me crazy. She flipped my life and made me see new things. Made me do new things like asking her out for dinner and sending flowers, chocolates, books, a doll and saree.

She made me crave for her, only for her by making other women uninteresting. It's been over a week since I was with any girl but it doesn't matter any more. She gave me a new, beautiful experience that converted wanting her into needing her. The process of learning her and her likes is something worth for the lifetime.

She also made me go through the fear of not seeing her again. Initially I was very confident that I might win this seven day challenge with her and make her come today for dinner. But as the days went by and I started getting negative scores, my confidence got diminished. Even the thought of not seeing her again killed me. Especially when the lunch gift went wrong.

I thought that she would be happy to feast on her favourite dish but I didn't know that she won't eat non vegetarian food on Thursdays. Also, I didn't share with Sara about what I'm getting for lunch. Else she would have warned me before I ordered it. I accepted my defeat and sent the score as she never sends a negative score. She never sent for winning too. She always called to express her happiness or doubts regardings the gifts she liked. And that excitement in her voice created something blissful inside me which was not lust for the first time.

The failure of Chicken fried rice as a gift made me fear losing the final day challenge too. When I first got a glimpse of her in my Indian client Sivakumar's reception, she was wearing a long flowy red skirt and crop top. So I chose a red saree despite her favourite colour being white and black. But I'm not sure about the fabric material and design. Even if I hadn't won the seven day challenge and she won't be arriving for dinner, I just hope she allows me to stay in contact with her.

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