Precap for Rise of the Devil - Part 26

Khushi’s POV



“What do you mean where you going?” I frown. “I am hungry so I am going to grab some breakfast. You too should join me to Chandra Mahal too. Dad and Buaji will have loads of questions about why I am here in this Villa with you. I suggest you take up their queries, while I hog some food.”


I wink at him and wait for his reply. Devil tucks away the loaded gun back in his jacket and reaches me.

“You won’t go there,” he declares.

“Excuse me?” I scowl. “That’s my home. Why will I not go there?”

“THIS is your home Khushi. THAT is your Father’s home.”

I don’t understand. What is he trying to prove?


“You mean I cannot go see my father? How dare you even think like that?” I growl at him while he watches me with hooded eyes.

“You can see him any time you want. It’s just that you won’t rely on that house for your daily activities and needs.”

I am speechless.


“This is not a joke, Khushi.” He adds. “You need breakfast, the kitchen is there..”


He turns me around to show the kitchen in his Villa. I swallow hard.

“But.. I don’t know to cook. And you know that very well.” I try to make my point.

He thinks for a second before replying.

“You were going to live an independent life in Denmark. So why not take up some responsibilities here?” His voice brings a shiver in my spine. Is he really serious? “I will get a maid to help you in the kitchen work.”

Note: Since I couldn't give back to back updates of this FF, hence the precap. LOL

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