Chapter 8

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The next morning, Naira got up and looked at him who was sleeping peacefully. He was looking like a cute baby but a devil when he wakes up.

She took a bath and went near him to wake him up. She shook his shoulder.

"Kartik get up" she said as she leaned on his face.

"Hmmm" he hummed and open his eyes.

Her eyes met with his and she straighten herself.

"Get up or you'll be late." She said and turned to go.

She went down and ordered the cook to make breakfast. Swarna hired a cook for them when she got to know that Kartik has dismissed the cook but in real he done that only to annoy her.

After 20 minutes he came. He sat on the table and looked at her.

"Where is my breakfast?" He said and she pointed towards the table served with breakfast.

"Sherin, take this away. And now you don't need to come. I will have breakfast made by my wife." He said and she was shocked.

Sherin left from there, she immediately stood up in anger.

"What do you think you're doing? I'm not going to.." before she could complete he pulled her in his arms.

She collided with his chest. His arms wrapped around her. She was struggling to free herself but he was so strong for her to get rid.

"Now listen. Everyday every morning it's your duty to make breakfast and lunch for me. And ofcourse I will like to have dinner made by you. And don't take too much stress. Look your little nose turned to red." He said and pinched her nose.

"Stop that okay. Why are you doing all this?" She asked still near him.

"What? I just want to taste whatever you cook. Even I don't mind tasting you." He said and smirked.

He leaned on her face and kissed her forehead.

"Huh! Devil just kissed me!!"

After a few seconds he left her and turned around.

"Hurry up. I'm getting late. Make tea and breakfast." He said still keeping his face on other side.

She went inside and start preparing breakfast for him. She was still feeling the warmth of his lips on her forehead. She slightly touched her forehead and a smile appeared on her lips.

"What is happening to me? What is he doing to me?"

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Finally it was night. He came home but she didn't bother to call him nor he did.

He directly reached on dinning table where Naira was sitting having her food. He took his seat and looked at the food that was served on the table.

"What is this?" He asked looking at her.

"What? Can't you see it's food." She said.

"I don't want to eat this." He said and she raised her eyebrow.

"Okay your wish." She said eating her food.

She kept enjoying the food while he was giving her death glares.

"I want to eat kachori." He said and she looked at him.

"Now?" She asked looking at him.

He nodded.

"Sherin make..." she was saying when he interrupted.

"Nah..not Sherin you will make kachori for me." He said and leaned on chair relaxed.

"No way. I'm not going to cook and specially not for you." She said.

"Sherin you..." she again started but the great Mr.Kartik again spoken up.

"Sherin you can leave now. And one more thing you don't need to come now. My wife will make my breakfast, lunch and dinner for me." He said directly looking in her eyes.

"What? Are you mad?" She yelled.

"Sherin you can go now." He said and she left.

I looked at him and narrowed my eyes.

"What it's your duty to do my works. From now you will do all my works." He said and she kept looking at him.

"Go hurry up, I'm very hungry." He said looking at her innocently.

"I'm not going to anything." She said and got up. She went inside and put the plate on counter. As she turned she collided with his chest.

"I don't like to repeat myself. I need what I say in just an hour. Get that?" He said looking in her eyes.

She was not able to blink her eyes. He kept looking at her.

"Start making it." He said and left from there.

She made kachoris for him. She looked at clock, she was cooking since an hour and now she was really tired.

She took the tray of food and went inside the room.

As she entered, her mouth opened in shock.

"What is all this?" She said and put the tray on table.

"These are my clothes can't you see?" He said and walked towards her.

"I can see that. But why are they on ground?"

"These are my clothes you've to wash them tomorrow." He said enjoying his food.

"You really think I will do this? No impossible." She said looking at the pile of clothes.

He didn't answer and kept eating his food silently.

"And these clothes on the couch, you've to iron them tonight." He said again.

"What you think I'm, huh? I am not going to do any of your work." She said and turn on the tv.

She was busy in watching movie when he grabbed her arm and next second she was on floor standing in front of him.

"Listen carefully, I will not repeat myself. I bring you here to give you pain and hurt that I felt. Now this is your life you have to do what I will say to you." He said and tightened his grip on her arm.

He was hurting her physically and emotionally. She couldn't control the tears and the hiccups which left her mouth.

He pushed her and she fell on bed. He leaned on her and she just kept looking in his eyes.

"Next time don't waste my time. Do as I say." He said angrily.

He was scaring her. She was scared of him. The change in his behavior was hurting her. He was never nice to her but he was not this bad to her.

"Now go and iron all these clothes." He said and she start picking his clothes and went near the iron stand.

She started ironing his clothes one by one. She was feeling his eyes on her. He turned on the Tv and started watching it. When she finished she checked the time it was 12 am. Her legs and back was hurting continuously. She put his clothes in wardrobe and took his clothes from ground to be keep them aside.

"Wash them tomorrow by yourself." He said but she didn't reply.

Her body was hurting badly. She really wanted to sleep as she was about to sleep as she was about to lay down on couch, his voice snapped her out.

"I need coffee." He said and she looked at him shocked.

She checked the clock it was 1 of the midnight.

Without any argue, she walked towards kitchen and made coffee for him.

She hand him the coffee and walked towards the couch. Again his voice stopped her.

"Who will wash the cup?"

She took a deep breath controlling her anger. She kept looking at him who taking small sips of coffee as if it's some precious drink and he don't want it to end. She was standing infront of him waiting him to give the cup. Finally he gave the cup and she went to kitchen and washed it.

She entered in room again and waited for few seconds if he has something else for me to do but he turned off the lights and lay down. She took a breath of relief and walked towards couch.

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