Anahita Hashemzadeh, whom I have imagined while designing Kiara's character is actually honoured with the title of world’s cutest baby.
Christian too was disturbed by Kiara’s sudden popularity, as this could bring a lot more trouble for her. “How did the media get Kiara’s picture?” Christian asked someone on the call, standing on the balcony.“You said your pictures shouldn’t come out in media or any news related to you, but you never mentioned anything about Kiara. Reports saw her with you and decided to click some pictures and videos of her funny actions. Actually, they are too shocked by her immense popularity. They never expected this. Even some people have created fan pages on social media.”“I don’t know anything. Remove her every picture from social media. Block all her news.” Christian said when Riya appeared, handing him a cup of coffee.“It’s gonna be a little difficult, sir.” The voice said. “She is trending. Her thirty seconds video is the most viral thing on the internet today, crossing over millions of views. I’d suggest letting it go for a while. The news will die down in a couple of days.”“I don’t kno
London,“So, do you have any information?” Andrea asked a man who had a mask on his face.“Ma’am, I’ll lose my job. Please don’t do this!!” The man pleaded.“You have taken money from me. Don’t you dare try to cross me,” She said, her cold eyes glaring at the man.“Look ma’am, I only heard a small conversation of your father and I don’t know if it will help you?” He said, and Andrea was getting impatient. “If I knew this will turn out dangerous, I wouldn’t have taken the money.”“Will you fucking start speaking?” Andrea shrieked, but gradually lowered her voice, looking around.“He said to someone to kill the woman and her kids and make it look like an accident. He has appointed someone to do this task in New York,” He finally sighed.“What’s the name of the woman? Fast!!” She asked impatiently.“As I said, I heard his half conversation. I absolutely have no idea!!” He said and Andrea glared at him.“I hope you are telling me the truth.” She said, and the man nodded. “Fuck off!” She m
Mishka’s eye went wide, and she turned to him. Their lips were inches away and Christian stared into her eyes. Mishka successfully removed his grip from her waist while staring back into his eyes with the same intensity, and took a step away from him. But he held her wrist, yanking her back to him, and smeared her face with the flour he had in his other hand.“Happy Holi,” He said and turned his back to her with hands in his pockets.Mishka composed herself, took a deep breath, and shot a glare in his direction. “And you think I’ll spare you this time?” She asked arrogantly, and a wide grin appeared on Christian’s lips. He turned to counter her with a sarcastic comment, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Mishka threw water on his face.Christian wiped his face and glared at Mishka, who was having a playful smirk with her hands across her chest. “You shouldn’t have done that,” He said, rushing to her, but she ran out into the garden area using the back door.Kiara, Eric and Riya follo
Mishka was pacing back and forth in the room while Kiara was sitting on the bed with a grumpy face. “What’s wrong with you, Kiara?” She asked and Kiara creased her forehead.“I am not talking to you!” She said, looking away, and Mishka glared at her.“Okay, fine, Let’s sleep,” She turned to switch off the lights but Kiara interrupted.“Ruko ruko bol rahi hun (wait I’m saying)” She said in Hindi, showing her palms to stop Mishka and the latter suppressed her laugh turning back to her.“Ivaan doesn’t like me, mummy. He says he will never accept me his sister and his dad would never love me,” Kiara said, and Mishka knitted her eyebrows.“When did that happen?” She asked.“In school, we met during the break. He likes Eric but not me!!” Kiara pouted and the next moment she widened her eyes. “What if he said to throw me out of the house?” She asked, her eyes widened. “Nikhil loves him so much, he will throw me out. Where will I go?”Mishka chuckled, “Nothing like that gonna happen, alright.
“Riya, could you please come to meet me?” Ivaan politely asked, and Riya sighed. “Ivaan, baby, I am very busy today. I’ll come later, okay?” She said as she wanted to maintain a distance from now because she knew she would be the one ending up miserable and also from now Ivaan was Mishka’s responsibility. “Can’t you even come for half an hour? Please!! I am not feeling good,” Ivaan said. “Ivaan, I promise I’ll visit you later. I really got a lot of work from your dad,” She was feeling pathetic, as she loved Ivaan dearly like she loves Kiara and Eric, but she had to pull up a strong face and distance herself from him before it complicates her life. “I’m hanging up, Ivaan. Finish your homework, your dad will be home around seven.” She said and ended the call. She sat back in her recliner. ‘I shouldn’t have involved myself emotionally with Ivaan.’ She thought, closing her eyes. Riya always felt a pull towards Ivaan. She didn’t really know why but she always convinced herself, saying
Christian was sitting on the passenger seat of the car looking outside in the heavy rain. “Sir, we should call the cops!” The driver said while driving the car. “Just keep driving fast. Did you tell others to look for her?” He asked one of his men in the back seat. “Yes, sir,” “We’ll find her, she was on her way coming back home,” Christian said gazing out in the heavy rain when he saw a figure walking on the opposite side of the road in blue jeans and a beige jacket, something the same that Mishka wore before leaving in the morning. “Stop!! Stop!! Take a U-turn. I think she is the one,” Christian directed and after half a mile ahead, they took a U-turn and they came behind the woman. “Stop the car!” Christian said as he quickly stepped out of the car in the heavy rain. “Mishka!!” He called her, running in her direction, but instead of stopping Mishka sped up. “Mishka!!” He yanked her arm and Mishka looked at him, flabbergasted, trying her best to get rid of him. She almost freed
“What happened?” Mishka looked puzzled. “It was raining hard three days back?” Christian raised an eyebrow but Mishka appeared clueless. “You took a taxi but didn’t reach home and when I tried to search you, I found you drenched in rain and you fell unconscious on the road.” Mishka laughed, “What rubbish?? I went to my office. I had a client…. meeting….” She trailed off as she failed to recall the event. She blinked her eyes several times, feeling completely disoriented as if something was wiped out of her memory. “Chill,” Christian smacked her arm. “Oww,” She rubbed her arm. “I guess you just love fainting on me,” He laughed, “Charms, you know!” “You wish!” She rolled her eyes. “Anyway, I’ll send the doctors in.” Christian turned to leave. “At least, tell me what’s wrong with me!!!” She shouted at his retreating back. “You are mad!” He shouted leaving her ward, while she threw a pillow at the closed door. Minutes later, a team of doctors entered to check Mishka while Christi
“Are you coming back or do you want me to come to Paris?” Mishka asked Aryan. It was now over fifteen days, but he still wasn’t back.“I’ve booked my tickets! I promise I’ll be in front of you tomorrow.” Aryan answered from the other side.Mishka laughed, “This is what you are saying from the last twelve days. Your friend’s father convinced me about you extending the trip, but it’s enough now!!”“Check, I’ve emailed you ticket details,” Aryan said. “I am coming back tomorrow and don’t worry, I’ve prepared for the upcoming tests.”“Fine,” Mishka said. “Are you hiding something?” Mishka sensed something wrong. “Do you need money?”“No! Everything is fine. See you tomorrow, di,” Aryan said, and they hung up. She bunched her hair and rounded a messy bun when Kiara appeared with a shopping bag in her hand.“Mummy, Chischen asked me to give you this,” Kiara handed her the shopping bag and Mishka narrowed her eyes, taking out a plain black midi dress up to her knees and complimenting black f