“What??” Luke screeched loudly. “Yes, she had a severe seizure this early morning, and it was hard to control her. We have given her an injection. She will sleep at least sleep for the next five hours. But this is weird and dangerous. Just yesterday, everything was fine. I don’t understand how everything took a sudden flip.” Dr Ken stated, rubbing his stubble while Luke was heartbroken on the other side. “Please tell me, she is going to be fine,” Luke choked on his words. “It’s not possible to predict anything right now. It appears that she is in major trauma. We don’t know how it’s going to affect her improvement.” Dr Ken said, and Luke could literally hear his heart pounding inside his chest. “Sadly, seizures slow the improvement process,” “What’s happening with us?” Luke wondered as he disconnected the call, and looked at Vera and his wedding picture, remembering the time they spent happily. “Don’t torture me more, Vera.” His thumb traced Vera’s picture as he mumbled helplessly
Mishka walked into the building of Knight Group, and the staff politely greeted her. She reached the reception, holding the file of good news close to her heart, and asked. “Where is Christian?” “Sir is at an important conference. Let me inform him,” The receptionist said, but Mishka stopped her. “No, it’s alright. I’ll wait for him in the cabin.” She said and turned to the elevator when she slightly tripped on her heels and a look of horror washed over her face. “Are you alright, ma’am?” The receptionist quickly came forward to help. “Yeah! I’m fine.” Mishka said and quickly removed her heels while the receptionist looked at her weirdly. She left her heels near the reception and walked barefoot towards the elevator. All the while, she was humming a song. The lift opened on the fiftieth floor, and Ana approached her. “Good Evening, Ma’am. Please, this way!” She escorted her to Christian’s cabin. “Would you like to have something? Sir will be free in half an hour,” Ana said. “No,
Christian took furious steps back inside the office premises and Ana tried to speak to him again, “Not now, Ana!” He said sternly, so done with all the drama, and rushed to the elevator. But something caught his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. His steps halted as he swiftly turned to look at the pair of silver heels lying leisurely near the reception.He furrowed his brows and recognised it as he recalled Mishka wearing the same in the morning. “Where is Mishka?” He almost shouted, his voice echoed, and his eyes peered at Ana for an answer.“She was here but left…. After…” Ana stuttered.“What after?” Christian asked, fearing the worst. “Damn it, say!!”“She left when she spotted Lia with you in the conference room,” Ana revealed, and Christian’s face lost all colour, and for a split of seconds, he couldn’t process anything.“Why didn’t I know she was here?” He looked for an explanation.“She came to give you a surprise,” The receptionist said and Christian’s eyes darken. He took a
Christian Knight was about to marry Andrea Donovan and start a fresh life. Andrea was a gorgeous, kind, and respectable woman. She liked Christian since her college days but couldn’t muster the courage to express her feelings to him, as she knew Christian was interested in Diana Roger, the mute girl.Years later, destiny played cupid for Andrea and Christian, and their families fixed their marriage. Andrea was over the moon and it was hard for her to believe that Christian was finally going to be her forever.To escape the haunting nightmares and hallucinations about one particular woman, whom he thinks he has never met before, Christian agreed to marry Andrea as she was beautiful, smart, and a generous woman, completely compatible with his status but little did he know that meeting with a stranger at Coffee house will drastically change everything for him and he will be standing on a crossroad where his decision could ruin three lives.What will happen when the destiny plays its cards
COPYRIGHT ©️ 2020 AUTHOR ANIKA ALL RIGHTS RESERVED It was a pleasant sunny day when the guards opened the giant black metal gates of the Knight Mansion and a speeding Red Audi R8 limited edition sports car slid into the driveway. Christian Knight stepped out of his car in a charcoal grey suit, seething in rage, and slammed the door of the car shut with a rude bang. He strode towards the gorgeous Italian-styled Knight Mansion crossing the expanded water fountain. The house helper opened the magnificent mahogany door and respectfully greeted him, but Christian ignored it. “Where is Grandpa?” He asked, his nostrils flaming in anger. “Sir, they are in the living area.” The house helper answered meekly and Christian turned on his heels, taking long strides sauntering towards the living area, where he saw his father Luke Knight and grandfather Leo Knight sitting together enjoying coffee and chatting about some forthcoming projects. Christian charged toward them with blazing eyes. “Grand
Christian left the house in the morning after the heated argument with his grandfather and did not come back. But Christian’s Grandfather, Leo, was still as calm as the sea, it was already late evening, and resting on his bed, Leo was talking to the picture of his deceased wife Rosella, he was telling her about the Indian girl, and why he chose her for their grandson when Dr Agnes came in the room with a bottle of wine and two glasses. “Hey, oldie! Talking to Rosella?” Dr Agnes asked, giving a broad smile. “Yeah, I was telling her about the girl I met in India,” Leo responded. “Oh, that same girl you chose for Chris?” Agnes asked. “Yes,” Leo replied with a broad grin. “Well, I sincerely wish to know, what is so exceptional about this Indian girl that you like her so much?” Agnes enquired, sitting on the couch and pouring wine into the glasses. Leo placed Rosella’s photo frame on the side table and sat next to Agnes on the couch to answer him. “Well, she is a beautiful girl. She k
Till late last night, Christian continued struggling to pronounce Mishka’s name properly, but he still couldn’t pronounce it fluently. “Why are these Indian names so difficult? I will definitely name her Mia after the marriage. Fuck, I still can’t believe that I am being forced to marry an Indian girl whom I have not seen yet.” Christian thought. He strode to the dresser and stared at himself in the mirror. “You can do this, Chris. You can do this.” He kept chanting this in his mind again and again to calm himself, but he was still losing his patience. “How can I marry a girl whose name I am not even able to pronounce perfectly? God, please get me out of this trouble.” Christian was thinking of another way to get rid of this girl when his phone started ringing. “LOVE” CALLING “Good morning, babe. Did you have a good night sleep?” Lia asked, behaving as if this was some other normal day. “What is so good about this morning, Lia? Till late last night, I was practising to take that b
As soon as Mishka walked in through the main door, Leo rose from his chair and sauntered in her direction with a broad smile. “Mishka, my darling!!” He beamed with happiness. Mishka grinned, and as Leo came close to her, she bent down and touched his feet first (Indians take the blessing of their elders touching their feet) and hugged him. Leo embraced her with a surreal smile on his face and everyone was watching them as if a father and a daughter has reunited after a long time. “How are you, my child, and how was your flight? I hope you reached here comfortably.” Leo asked. “I am good, Dadu. The flight was great, but I am exhausted. I can barely keep my eyes open.” Mishka answered with a tired expression. “I know, sweetheart, let me introduce you to everyone here, then I'll take you to your room,” Leo said, holding her hand, and introduced her to everyone. “This is Luke, my son and Chris’s father, this is Jennifer, this is my daughter Berry and her husband Dan, Jake’s mom and d