Our Little Cupid

♥|Clumsy Chaos|♥

• Author's POV

Ishanvi was looking into his deep and alluring green orbs with her fearful ones as she was really surprised because of his sudden arrival in her kitchen even though according to her she had already closed the Cafe by the sign banner which was hanging on the entrance of the cafe but honestly it was all her misunderstanding in reality the banner still shows "Opened"

"Yeh toh wahi Ameer papa ka bigdel beta hai jo ek hafte pehle mujhe paas wali street par mila tha"
(He's the same Brat Son of a Rich father with whom I had met one week ago on the nearby street)"She mumbled in her mind while narrowing her eyes meanwhile she was still in the hold of Triaaksh who was trying to free himself from her hold on his neck

"Chhoro humari gardan,kya kar rahi ho??"
(Leave my neck, what are you doing??)" He stated while removing his arms from her waist and continued to struggle with Ishanvi's grip on his neck, his husky but irritated voice made her to come back to reality and she immediately removed her hands from his nape

After she removed her hands from his neck he quickly caressed that area and felt a burning sensation over there which was due to the little scratches he got from the nails of the girl standing in front of him showing him her doe rageful eyes. Her grip on the back of his neck was really tight because of which she almost digged her nails inside his skin

"Peecha kar rahe ho mera??"
(Are you following me??)"before he could say anything in explanation she stated sternly making him look at her in confusion

"Kya??(What??)" he asked while forming a bridge of eyebrows on his forehead

"Hindi samajh nahi aati joh kya..kya kar rahe ho aap??"
(Don't you understand Hindi so, you are doing What, What overhere??)
She let out these words while placing her knuckles on the side of her waist making Triaaksh jaw clenched on her audacity

"You are the same person na who was drenching in the rain one week ago, the person who owns the Mustang bought from his father's money" Ishanvi stated or rather mocked him,until now he was calmly listening to everything but the mention of his hard work on the name of his father literally angered him but God knows what stopped him from bursting out over there so, he controlled his anger by tightening his fist

"Tameez naam ki cheej nahi hai aapke ander like bahar closed ka banner show ho raha hai aur aap hain ki chale aaye ander..ander hi nahi meri kitchen tak main ghus gaye"
(Don't you have any shame like the banner outside is showing that the cafe is closed but you not only barged inside my cafe but also entered inside my kitchen)" Ishanvi was herself making theories due to misunderstanding in her mind which was literally pushing Volcano of Triaaksh's Anger to erupt anytime soon but Ayansh was watching everything hence, this little fellow decided to handle the matter

"Offho Mumma----- "both Aksh and Navi gawked towards Ayansh in synchronicity after listening to this which was mistakenly uttered from our young prince's mouth

"Oppsy I'm solly..I mean Miss Biluty My dadda bought me here to eat pilesty"
(oppsy I'm sorry.. I mean Miss Beauty My dadda bought me here to eat pastry)"He exclaimed defending his dadda who still couldn't overcome the shock he got a few moments ago

Meanwhile here, Ishanvi got another shock when she heard Ayansh calling him "His dad". She was thinking Triaaksh as a Rich spoilt Brat who might be a bachelor in his 20's because obviously he looked like that only