MisHaan FF- Satan's secretary (chapter- 22page no52 updated) - Page 17

Originally posted by: Nups_mish

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Chapter-10

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Ruhaan smashed his feast in the wall. Thrice. His knuckles were cracked and blood started oozing from them, but he didn't care. He was so mad at himself. What the hell was he thinking!! You weren't! He reminded himself. Yes, he wasn't thinking, it was like someone else had taken possession of his mind and body. How could he do that. If it weren't for the noise outside, he would've taken her there. Against the freaking wall!

No, he can't let her affect him like that. He WON'T. It seemed, she had the ability to push his every buttons! She was all he thought about these days and seeing her with that simpleton asshole had cracked something in him. He had to be with her in that moment and when she called him despicable for HIM, he lost it. He didn't know what he was doing, kissing the hell out of her, was, all that mattered in that moment.

But that's it. He won't let that happen again. He won't let the history repeat itself. He wasn't weak like his father. No. He won't let anyone break his heart again. Once was enough! He had seen his father suffering, hurting every single day. He won't become like him. He still remembered that day clearly.

His parents were arguing again, not that it was some news to him. Basically his mother was shouting and his father was listening, like he always did. He couldn't understand much, his 10 years old mind couldn't really processed what exactly she was shouting about, except that she wasn't happy and his father, Raghav Rajvanshi, couldn't satisfy her. Ruhaan didn't really understand what that meant, for they were the richest people in the town and they had everything. In fact his mother had the most expensive jewelry, he had heard her boasting about it in her kitty party. Why wasn't she satisfied then? He asked himself.

"I'm divorcing you. That's it" Ruhaan heard his mother say.

"If that's what you want, but you won't get a penny from me. Be warned, Nandini" his father said.

"Honey, I get what I want. You just wait n watch" she said and Ruhaan heard the footsteps coming out of the room, he hastily retreated from the door, where he was trying to eavesdrop. His mother saw him and paused for a second.

"Where are you going, mom?" He asked nervously

"Don't be such a baby Ruhaan, and I'm not your mother, your father adopted you because I didn't want to spoil my figure" she said so callously, not caring one bit that what effect it'd leave on his still child heart.

But Ruhaan wasn't listening to her anymore, he had stopped listening after the word adopted came. She pushed him aside and went her way. Tears were streaming down his face but he understood. Finally he understood, why his mother was not like his friends' mothers. He understood now, why she never fed him, why she never sang any lullabies when he was scared sleeping alone, why she never came to his PTA meetings. He understood everything. But he couldn't stop his young heart from breaking, for he had hoped, he had always hoped that if only he were a good boy and never made any mischief and behaved exactly like his mother wanted him to, then she will love him. He was starving for her love and now? Now he didn't even have anything to hope for, because he DID NOT have a mother, ever!

Ruhan came back to present and wiped the tears, he didn't know he possessed anymore. He had never cried after that incident. But today, 22 years later, he found that he still, had those tears left. No, this time he won't let anyone do that to him, he vowed. But destiny never tells it's plans, does it?

Originally posted by: Vartika026

Chapter-10

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Ruhaan smashed his feast in the wall. Thrice. His knuckles were cracked and blood started oozing from them, but he didn't care. He was so mad at himself. What the hell was he thinking!! You weren't! He reminded himself. Yes, he wasn't thinking, it was like someone else had taken possession of his mind and body. How could he do that. If it weren't for the noise outside, he would've taken her there. Against the freaking wall!

No, he can't let her affect him like that. He WON'T. It seemed, she had the ability to push his every buttons! She was all he thought about these days and seeing her with that simpleton asshole had cracked something in him. He had to be with her in that moment and when she called him despicable for HIM, he lost it. He didn't know what he was doing, kissing the hell out of her, was, all that mattered in that moment.

But that's it. He won't let that happen again. He won't let the history repeat itself. He wasn't weak like his father. No. He won't let anyone break his heart again. Once was enough! He had seen his father suffering, hurting every single day. He won't become like him. He still remembered that day clearly.

His parents were arguing again, not that it was some news to him. Basically his mother was shouting and his father was listening, like he always did. He couldn't understand much, his 10 years old mind couldn't really processed what exactly she was shouting about, except that she wasn't happy and his father, Raghav Rajvanshi, couldn't satisfy her. Ruhaan didn't really understand what that meant, for they were the richest people in the town and they had everything. In fact his mother had the most expensive jewelry, he had heard her boasting about it in her kitty party. Why wasn't she satisfied then? He asked himself.

"I'm divorcing you. That's it" Ruhaan heard his mother say.

"If that's what you want, but you won't get a penny from me. Be warned, Nandini" his father said.

"Honey, I get what I want. You just wait n watch" she said and Ruhaan heard the footsteps coming out of the room, he hastily retreated from the door, where he was trying to eavesdrop. His mother saw him and paused for a second.

"Where are you going, mom?" He asked nervously

"Don't be such a baby Ruhaan, and I'm not your mother, your father adopted you because I didn't want to spoil my figure" she said so callously, not caring one bit that what effect it'd leave on his still child heart.

But Ruhaan wasn't listening to her anymore, he had stopped listening after the word adopted came. She pushed him aside and went her way. Tears were streaming down his face but he understood. Finally he understood, why his mother was not like his friends' mothers. He understood now, why she never fed him, why she never sang any lullabies when he was scared sleeping alone, why she never came to his PTA meetings. He understood everything. But he couldn't stop his young heart from breaking, for he had hoped, he had always hoped that if only he were a good boy and never made any mischief and behaved exactly like his mother wanted him to, then she will love him. He was starving for her love and now? Now he didn't even have anything to hope for, because he DID NOT have a mother, ever!

Ruhan came back to present and wiped the tears, he didn't know he possessed anymore. He had never cried after that incident. But today, 22 years later, he found that he still, had those tears left. No, this time he won't let anyone do that to him, he vowed. But destiny never tells it's plans, does it?

Poor boy 😥😥😥... good one👏👏👏👏

super update dear

ohh poor ruhaan he fears that he will also suffer heart break like his father did

mishti is not like that ruhaan don'y worry you will get all the love of the world from mishti

she will heal you

ohhhh wow seems it's going to be intense love story of MisHaan

super excited for next parts

update soon dear

Touching update dear..So Ruhaan's painful past made him tough and Satan..He doesn't want to face another heartbreak from any Woman..But I'm sure our Mishtu will heal him..Can't wait for the next update

Excellent update. Thank you so much for this. Let our Mishti heal his pain

Happy to see Ruhaan getting affected by mishti.was irritating to see him not letting mishti affect him.shocking that its bcz of his past only he is like this.sad childhood.his mom left his father 4 a stupid reason n poor ruhaan came to know that he was adopted as his so called mom didnt want to spoil her figure by giving birth to a baby.poor guy is scared whether history will repeat.i hope one day he will realize that mishti is not like hismom

Chapter-11

Mishti woke up precisely at 6 on Monday morning. For the first time she didn't have any difficulty, waking up this early. To be fair, she hadn't slept much, she'd dozed off after 3 and she woke up before her alarm went off.

"Good morning, God, what's up? Fought with new rogues? I'm hoping you won" she blabbered cheerfully.

"I do not fight Mishti, I'm the head in heaven, remember? Besides, I let them do, what they want to, the day of reckoning comes later" huffed God, the girl asked the same question every morning! What does she think he is, captain America?

"You're no fun!" Accused Mishti, Pocking her tongue out. God didn't say anything, for even though he didn't fight the rogues, he did have many important work!

Mishti carefully chose the dress for today. Well, it wasn't like she wanted to impress him, it's just that...she wanted to look pretty today.....for him. She blushed bright red."You gotta stop doing that!" She scolded her image in the mirror.

After trying out more than twenty dresses, she finally settled for a white one, it was pretty simple actually, but it hugged her curves in all the right places, without being very tight, and had a modest neckline. It was a knee length dress and she was satisfied with the result when she looked herself in the mirror.

Now it was time for hairstyle. Usually she didn't care what her hair looked like and barely gave any time or thought to it, but today....well, she didn't want to make a messy bun, like she usually did. She tried some hairstyles but none of them worked, so she finally left it open. She applied a little pink lipstick and mascara and she was all done.

She reached the office before Ruhaan for the first time, she was beaming with joy and happiness. She prepared his coffee, exactly the way he liked and made her way to his cabin, all the while she couldn't stop smiling.

But he wasn't there, yet. He was never late, why didn't he come yet? He is okay, isn't he? She asked herself anxiously. She put the coffee on his table and went to her own cabin, I'll check in ten minutes, she decided.

"Oh, Miss Khanna, I was looking for you only" said Mr Ahmad out of Ruhaan's office.

"Morning sir, Ruha...umm Mr Rajvanshi hasn't arrived yet, do you have any message for him?" She asked politely. He looked at her peculiarly and said

"Don't you know?"

"Don't I know what sir?" Asked Mishti, scared now.

"Don't you know that Mr. Rajvanshi left to Paris yesterday? He'll be there for a month and until then you shall be my assistant, I thought you must be informed about it"

"I....I didn't know...." Mishti managed to answer. He went to Paris? For a month? She was supposed to accompany him there, that's why she was hired, for the French project. Because she knew French. But that project wasn't due till next week, so why did he go yesterday? Thousands of such questions were flooding her mind and she didn't have answers for a single one. What was happening?

"It's alright, child, Mr Rajvanshi doesn't usually tell his plans to us. You'll get used to it" Mr Ahmad said politely and brought Mishti back from her dream land, which has become nightmarish after hearing about Ruhaan's departure.

Mishti didn't know how her day went or what she did the whole day. The only consolence was that she had managed to find his number. She'd call him as soon as she reached home, she thought and hurriedly made her way.

She did call him when she reached home, but he didn't pick up, so she left a message for him...

"Hi, umm....it's Mishti, mishti Khanna, your PA. How are you?...." Her voice broke and she couldn't speak anything for a minute. Her throat welled up with sudden emotion choking her words "Call me" she managed to finish and cut the call.

She waited for him to call the whole night. But he didn't. She didn't even go to the bathroom without her phone, yet, it never rang.

"He'll call me tomorrow" she told herself. Yes, she didn't want to admit that maybe he didn't want to call her. Maybe she wasn't important enough to bother. No, she didn't allow herself to think all these. She just wanted to believe that he hadn't gotten her message and will call her as soon as he got.

He didn't call her tomorrow, or the day after that, or the day after that.....and so on. No, he didn't call her any day for the next thirty days. And she finally let herself believe that, indeed, she wasn't Important enough to bother. She let herself believe that she'd been nothing more than a scratch for his temporary itching, which he had soothed and now that the itching had subsided, he didn't need her. He had thrown her out of his life like people throw flies out of their milk.

But what hurt most was the fact that he didn't even have the decency to say it to her face. Instead he chose the other way out and behaved like a bloody coward!!

It wasn't like she was throwing herself at him! She had her self respect! What did he think she would do? Beg him? Throw herself at his feet and beg him to take her? My foot!! She loathed him now. She loathed him more than anything in the world!

Please don't kill me for this.... But I had to bring some twist didn't I?😉😉

Originally posted by: Vartika026

Chapter-11

Mishti woke up precisely at 6 on Monday morning. For the first time she didn't have any difficulty, waking up this early. To be fair, she hadn't slept much, she'd dozed off after 3 and she woke up before her alarm went off.

"Good morning, God, what's up? Fought with new rogues? I'm hoping you won" she blabbered cheerfully.

"I do not fight Mishti, I'm the head in heaven, remember? Besides, I let them do, what they want to, the day of reckoning comes later" huffed God, the girl asked the same question every morning! What does she think he is, captain America?

"You're no fun!" Accused Mishti, Pocking her tongue out. God didn't say anything, for even though he didn't fight the rogues, he did have many important work!

Mishti carefully chose the dress for today. Well, it wasn't like she wanted to impress him, it's just that...she wanted to look pretty today.....for him. She blushed bright red."You gotta stop doing that!" She scolded her image in the mirror.

After trying out more than twenty dresses, she finally settled for a white one, it was pretty simple actually, but it hugged her curves in all the right places, without being very tight, and had a modest neckline. It was a knee length dress and she was satisfied with the result when she looked herself in the mirror.

Now it was time for hairstyle. Usually she didn't care what her hair looked like and barely gave any time or thought to it, but today....well, she didn't want to make a messy bun, like she usually did. She tried some hairstyles but none of them worked, so she finally left it open. She applied a little pink lipstick and mascara and she was all done.

She reached the office before Ruhaan for the first time, she was beaming with joy and happiness. She prepared his coffee, exactly the way he liked and made her way to his cabin, all the while she couldn't stop smiling.

But he wasn't there, yet. He was never late, why didn't he come yet? He is okay, isn't he? She asked herself anxiously. She put the coffee on his table and went to her own cabin, I'll check in ten minutes, she decided.

"Oh, Miss Khanna, I was looking for you only" said Mr Ahmad out of Ruhaan's office.

"Morning sir, Ruha...umm Mr Rajvanshi hasn't arrived yet, do you have any message for him?" She asked politely. He looked at her peculiarly and said

"Don't you know?"

"Don't I know what sir?" Asked Mishti, scared now.

"Don't you know that Mr. Rajvanshi left to Paris yesterday? He'll be there for a month and until then you shall be my assistant, I thought you must be informed about it"

"I....I didn't know...." Mishti managed to answer. He went to Paris? For a month? She was supposed to accompany him there, that's why she was hired, for the French project. Because she knew French. But that project wasn't due till next week, so why did he go yesterday? Thousands of such questions were flooding her mind and she didn't have answers for a single one. What was happening?

"It's alright, child, Mr Rajvanshi doesn't usually tell his plans to us. You'll get used to it" Mr Ahmad said politely and brought Mishti back from her dream land, which has become nightmarish after hearing about Ruhaan's departure.

Mishti didn't know how her day went or what she did the whole day. The only consolence was that she had managed to find his number. She'd call him as soon as she reached home, she thought and hurriedly made her way.

She did call him when she reached home, but he didn't pick up, so she left a message for him...

"Hi, umm....it's Mishti, mishti Khanna, your PA. How are you?...." Her voice broke and she couldn't speak anything for a minute. Her throat welled up with sudden emotion choking her words "Call me" she managed to finish and cut the call.

She waited for him to call the whole night. But he didn't. She didn't even go to the bathroom without her phone, yet, it never rang.

"He'll call me tomorrow" she told herself. Yes, she didn't want to admit that maybe he didn't want to call her. Maybe she wasn't important enough to bother. No, she didn't allow herself to think all these. She just wanted to believe that he hadn't gotten her message and will call her as soon as he got.

He didn't call her tomorrow, or the day after that, or the day after that.....and so on. No, he didn't call her any day for the next thirty days. And she finally let herself believe that, indeed, she wasn't Important enough to bother. She let herself believe that she'd been nothing more than a scratch for his temporary itching, which he had soothed and now that the itching had subsided, he didn't need her. He had thrown her out of his life like people throw flies out of their milk.

But what hurt most was the fact that he didn't even have the decency to say it to her face. Instead he chose the other way out and behaved like a bloody coward!!

It wasn't like she was throwing herself at him! She had her self respect! What did he think she would do? Beg him? Throw herself at his feet and beg him to take her? My foot!! She loathed him now. She loathed him more than anything in the world!

Please don't kill me for this.... But I had to bring some twist didn't I?😉😉

Nice update😊😊

U also making us wait😥😥😥.....

Originally posted by: sahisri

Nice update😊😊

U also making us wait😥😥😥.....

Good things come to those who wait dear😉😉