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CHAPTER SEVEN
"Don't you dare play any romantic music in my car" solded Ruhaan, when he saw her hand reaching the player.
Mishti glared at him and said "I wasn't" even though she was doing that only. Of course the Satan wouldn't like melodies, would he?, she thought bitterly.
She was still dwelling on the fact that he was taking her to have some ice cream...WHY? what motive could he possibly have? Is he going to poison me? that must be it, she decided. But she was so much blinded by hunger right now that she willed herself to take the risk.
"It's upto you now, you'll have to save me from the Devil, God" she pleaded to God.
God frowned at her and said "you're so selfish Mishti, you only remember me when you have some work!"
She gasped "that's not true, you're my best friend!"
God scoffed at that and said "Really? then how come...
"Shhh, he'll hear us" she whispered
"I can already hear you, Miss Khanna, I'm not deaf" said the devil and looked at her as if she was a ran away lunatic from an asylum. Mishti didn't like that look. At all.
"I was talking to God okay?" She blurted in a fit of anger
" I already knew you were crazy, but you're delusional too, is a news to me"
"I'm not delusional" said Mishti, levelling a glare on him
"Sure you are. God doesn't talk Miss khanna" he said, as if explaining this to a 2 year old.
"He does, to humans, Devils on the other hand are different cause" she said sweetly. Too sweetly. Although Mr Satan didn't find that amusing.
"If you have any hopes of getting your ice cream, then keep your mouth shut or I'll kick you out"
She wisely kept her mouth shut. If she hadn't needed that ice cream badly she would've shown him who was the boss here!
"Huh..you wish Mishti" scoffed God. Mishti could only give him her hardest glare.
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Who talks to God? apparently that idiot. Thought Ruhaan, looking at the said idiot sitting across from him and devouring the ice cream as if all the ice cream factories were going to be sealed tomorrow!
"Can't you eat properly? No one's going to take that away from you!" the fool has managed to create a moustache on her upper lip...and he wanted to lick that off. f**k. What the hell was his problem! He was getting turned on by her display!
"You never know... Mmm...this so yummy Mr Rajvanshi, you should have some too" she said between her bites. The way her pink tongue was peaking out and licking the ice cream...and the sound she was making... f**k...she'll be the death of me! He was already rock hard. He shifted in his place and cleared his throat...
"No thanks. I'm good" he managed to rasp, his throat had suddenly gone dry.
"Your call" replied Mishti, licking her mouth, he looked away, for if he didn't, he knew he'd do something they'll both regret later.
"Let's go" he ordered
"But I want some more, I only had two!" She whined
"That's quite enough for one day, now let's go" and he practically ran from there.
"That's quite enough, my foot!" Wailed Mishti and reluctantly followed him. But he was already driving away. Without her. That jerk! Thought Mishti and made her way to the ice cream parlour again. Now she'll have as much as she wants. Yippiee! She clapped and went inside
Chakravarti Samrat Prithviraj Chauhan
Mangal Lakshmi
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