MY INDIAN WIFE

Chapter 10 This Close?

Since Leo was busy accompanying some foreign delegates and Rose was attending her guest, Mishka was roaming around the party aimlessly when she spotted Lisa, the dress designer, who prepared her for the party,

She was at the bar enjoying red wine when Mishka reached her. “Hey Lisa, what a surprise! I didn’t know you were invited to this party? We’d have come together!” Mishka smiled, standing next to her.

“Hi Mish, I had some work, it’s finished early, so I came here to wish Sir Leo,” Lisa answered and Mishka nodded her head, ordering an orange juice for herself.

“I am glad you came, and by the way, you are looking stunning tonight!” Mishka complimented.

“Not more than you, Mish! You are looking breathtakingly gorgeous, and this gown, this is Madame Rosella’s last designed gown and the diamonds in the neckline are worth one million pounds, but sadly, it’s not for sale. Sir Leo reserved this dress for his grandson’s future bride. He wanted to gift this dress to the girl as Madame Rosella’s blessing. When I saw this dress in your hand back at home. I knew I was meeting the future Mrs Knight.” Lisa smirked, leaving Mishka stunned with her revelation.

Lisa smiled, “Wearing this dress is like a dream for almost every girl standing here at this birthday party, but you are the lucky one. Just look around yourself. All the girls are envious of you!” She said, and Mishka turned her face briefly to the left and found every set of eyes pinned at her and the brewing jealousy didn’t go unnoticed.

Mishka swallowed hard and focused back on Lisa. “I didn’t know the story behind this dress.” She said nervously. Lisa was about to answer when a man dressed in a black suit stood between them, keeping his hand on the bar counter. He tilted his head towards Mishka and introduced himself.

As soon as he said his name and extended his hand toward Mishka, she recalled the phone call incident from the car. “Is this the same Danny?” She wondered, but shutting the voices in her head, she shook hands with him politely. But when he threw another question, she couldn’t stop herself from asking him if he was Christian’s friend, and indeed, he was.

Mishka boiled in anger, but she composed herself and tried walking away, excusing herself from Lisa when Danny asked her name again. This time, Mishka turned with a smirk plastered on her face and called herself by the name, his best friend had given to her, and the look on Danny’s face was priceless.

Mishka walked away and desperately wanted to ask Leo about the dress, but she found him busy with the foreign delegates. She was looking at Leo from a distance when she felt a tap on her shoulder and she turned. “Jake?”

“May I have the honour to dance with this gorgeous lady?” Jake asked, leaning forward, extending his hand in her direction.

~ CHRISTIAN ~

Danny took long strides in my direction, glaring at me while I tried hard to control my laughter looking at his face, but was failing miserably. He took a seat on the barstool next to me and I knew what would have happened there, yet I asked him in a concerned voice, “What happened? Why did that girl leave you standing there alone?”

“Don’t you dare pretend, fucker! You perfectly knew she is that same Indian girl, yet you did not stop me from going near her,” Danny roared. “And why the f**k does she know about our conversation which we had when you were driving? Why did you put the phone on speaker?” He spat, glaring at me angrily.

“How would I know that you’ll start vomiting about her once I pick up your call, that was all so sudden, and I tried to stop you but you continued your nonsense and now because of you, she is mad at me, and second, I shouted to stop you from going near her remember? But you ignored me and went to her acting all macho! So now shut up and bear like I am bearing her wrath.” I said, gulping down the whole whiskey at once.

“Yeah, but you could have said that there is someone with you in the car or you have placed your phone on speaker. Anyway, I must say she is gorgeous. Your oldie grandpa has selected the finest girl for you." He smirked.

"Just look around here, no girl can match her in terms of looks, beauty, voice, and she seems a hard-headed sexy girl. I mean, she walked away from an attractive chap like me!! Trust me, she is your soon-to-be wife that’s the only reason I am not hitting at her,” Danny faced in my direction and his eyes travelled behind me.

“But it seems that your cousin is definitely trying to woo her.” I furrowed my eyebrows at his comment, turning my barstool to the left, and I saw Jake dancing with her.

“Go get your girl dude before he takes her away like before,” Danny whispered in my ear and I stood up from the stool, slamming the glass on the bar counter and sauntered towards them.

~ MISHKA ~

I was on enjoying the dance with Jake. It wouldn’t be wrong to say that I love talking to him. He always makes me laugh at his silly jokes. In fact, in the last two months, we both have become wonderful friends. I love our conversation. It’s so easy to share anything with him. He is a happy-go-lucky man, and a friend like him is like a blessing.

“Can I have a dance with her?” Christian appeared asking politely, but by the look on his face said a different story. Jake nodded and put my palm in his hand, leaving us alone.

Christian held my hand firmly, pulling me towards him while I tried to maintain a distance between us, but when he placed his hand on my bare waist, pulling me closer, I felt a chill ran down my spine with his touch. I froze for a moment. I tried to move away from him, but he didn’t let me escape from his hold.

“As far as I know, Jake did not go to India with grandpa, so how do you both know each other?” He whispered in my ear.

“I don’t think you have anything to do with this matter,” I whispered back into his ear, and I felt him tightening his hold on me.

“I have asked you something and I expect an answer?” He asked again in a serious tone. Our faces were inches apart.

I swallowed hard, looking at his face. “Dadu introduced us on a video call and since then, we are very close,” I replied in a hushed tone and looked down.

“Oh, I see, this close?” He asked with an evil smirk and again pulled me even closer to him, leaving no space between us.

“I... I mea.. meant c-c-close friend. Chris, you are h-h-hurting me!” I stammered, but he didn’t leave me.

“I don’t like you talking to him. Stay away from him,” He said in an authoritative tone, loosening his grip on me.

“And who gives the f**k about what you like?” I asked in a high pitch, raising an eyebrow and he tightened his grip on me again. I panicked staring at his face and blazing eyes. He was going to kiss me, but his phone vibrated and he abruptly removed his hand from my waist, retrieving his phone from his trouser.

Christian looked at me and back at his mobile screen. He took a step back, and mumbling sorry, he left me alone, disappearing into the crowd. I just stood there like a statue. I couldn’t understand what had just happened. “Was he going to kiss me or did I misinterpret his actions?”