The Devil and I

27.

Hello my cute little cupcakes🧁

One thing which I have understood now is, that here, only some of my viewers had patience and got the meaning of what BOARDS and what I was going through, rest of everyone just cussed me or asked me if I was dead and played the Report Kardenge wala card on me.

You seriously think this is a decent behaviour from one human to other? Do we get paid for writing? Absolutely not. I do this for my own passion which now feels like burden.

This whole chapter has been written while I was preparing for my JEE MAINS.
Also my JEE would be over on 12th so expect next update after that. I need rest💀

All my supporters who understood the situation and were there for me
I LOVE YOU🫶🏻.

To answer your question, i will try to wrap this book by june as we have only 15 chapters left and start the other books soon.

Precap: (For people who have forgotten the plot)

JAAKR VAPAS PADHO. 💀

Noor's POV

"Good morning ma'am" Abhijeet said as he entered my cabin.

"Good morning Abhijeet and please call me Noor." I said placing my overcoat on my new chair. This is nice. My own chair.
My own desk.
My own room.

I squealed like a child inside my head and grinned looking at my name on table encrypted beautiful bold italic letters.
'Mrs. Noor Chauhan.'

"Ma'am-" i gave him a stare.

"Sorry, Noor. Uhm Mr. Russo called by. He is leaving for USA tomorrow. He wants to discuss something with you. Should I arrange the meeting in next hour? His secretary suggested the same."
He said.

"Ofcourse. Arrange that." I replied logging into my ipad.

"Also uh- ma'am before I forget, what coffee would you like to have? So that I can bring that to your table every morning" abhijeet's question travelled me back to the morning.

Abhiman's coffee.

Not his technically but he brought me one okay?

How did he know about my favourite?

He definitely stalked me.

A red hue covered my cheeks thinking about morning incident. Oh he's so babygirl.

"Noor, Noor... Mrs Kapoor."

"Huh?"

"Ma'am coffee?" Oh fuck. Did i just dazed out. Ufff my husband

"I won't need you for serving me coffees Abhijeet. I will take it myself dont worry." I replied him with a smile due to morning incident.

He nodded and went back to his work while I went through the designs and presentations I made for Gabriel's deal.

I need to fucking get this.

Gabriel is an artist himself but an investor now like his dad and he invests on a LARGE SCALE. And by large I mean he is fucking Emperor of it. I need to get him in my company because with his investments and involvement I can get to ramps and shows very quickly.

Ofcourse I can get my husband's help but what's fun in that? So I am taking help of Gabriel which is also a very good friend of Siddhart somehow.

With his investment and idealogies and my designs and talent my work can actually excel and reach to multiple counties and that's what my vision is.