Crazzzzzy 4 U (Completed)

17: Mr Problem

Ayesha's POV,
"Um....who might you be?" I asked confused but politely not trying to be rude.

"I'm Sahil Sharma, the chief editor of Mirchi News." He said smiling.

My eyes widened. He's from the media?!

"Uh... I am kind of busy right now and so I'd really appreciate it if you could come back some other time." I faked a smile and tried to close the door but he stopped it with his hand. I gulped as he bent down at my face level.

"Miss Ayesha.... I'm not alone. At a snap of my finger all my reporters can gather her at this very spot to get exclusive pictures and interview of The Malik brother's girlfriend. Do you really want that....or rather, you'd like to negotiate with me?" He smirked saying in a low voice.

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He sat on the couch adjacent to me as me looked around at the apartment. My fist clenched as I carefully observed him. He doesn't look like a dangerous person....he has that 'nice guy' feel to him. Yet, the way he warned me earlier and the look in his eyes....is telling me otherwise. I cannot let my guard down even for a moment.

"Nice place..."

"What do you want?" I asked him straight.

"Ah, coming straight to the point are we?" He said with a smug.
Ok, he's cute..... but dangerous.

"I've had my eyes on you 3 for a while now and trust me this is the biggest scoop I've ever got which can easily turn me into a millionaire." He said

"Tsk! You guys enjoy turning peoples lives into a tv drama don't you!" I spat.

He chuckled.
"They're celebrities darling. The more drama they show the people....the more popularity they get. It's no less than a publicity stunt and you're probably no less than a publicity stunt artist for them."

I glared at him angrily. This guy was pissing me off now.

"Publicity stunt?! You think celebrities don't have emotions?! They can't love?! You media people have the habit of blowing things out of proportion just so you can add some masala in your pointless news and make a joke of thier lives!"

"Don't talk about love sweetheart. You're the one who's juggling between two boys ...that too, two brothers." He said mockingly.

"You know nothing! So stop talking bullshit!" I grunted.

"Then tell me Miss Ayesha. What's the scene between you and the Malik brothers?"

"We're just friends!"

"Friends? Friends don't go around walking hand in hand in restaurants....or on secret long drives. They don't hug on the streets while gazing into eachother's eyes soo lovingly?" He smirked.

"That was..... I....." I was lost for words.

"You know.... I have many other proofs too." He took out an envelope from his jacket and kept on the coffee table in front of me. He gestured with hus hands to open it. I picked it up nervously.

My heart almost jumped to my throat. There were pictures of me with the entire Malik family....in the house. Proof that I live with them.I ejected off my seat in utter shock. If this comes out then....

"Surprised?"

I looked at him horrified.

"I can release these pictures right at this moment but as I'm a good guy I can negotiate." He tilted his head.

"Please don't release these pictures. What do you want just tell me..... I'll try my best to make it possible." I said desperately.

"Now that's my girl." He grinned and got up to walk towards me. He stopped just inches away from me. I gulped.