*Yet another surprise for all my beautiful readers.*

(Quick A/N The text enclosed in single inverted commas bold indicates it is Avni's conscience's words. Thank you.)

Avni's POV

Keeping my hand on my shoulder to keep the damned cloth in its place, I grabbed a glass and started filling water.

I was fully aware of the fact that Mr Khanna's eagle eyes were still boring holes at the back of my head. I was turning to give water to him but jumped back in horror. Mr.-Nirdayi-Khanna was standing so damn close to me. One step and our lips would meet.

No bad bad Avni!

'Very bad', my conscience said and I couldn't help but agree.

Very bad indeed.

He stood there unbothered and here I was flustered and sweating like anything.

Relax dammit!

 He leaned closer making my eyes widen, and me being I, couldn't keep my composure and leaned back to keep as much as distance I was able to.

What do you expect, if one person is showing indecent expression then the other has to be decent, right?
'What do you think, he wants to kiss you?', my conscience said.' But there's a chance, maybe he leaned to kill you'

Haa that's also a possibility. Now the question is what's running in his mind.

Kill!

Kiss!

Kill!

Kiss!

'Maybe you know first kiss then kill, hahahaha'

My My, Help someone!

Mr Khanna towered, literally towered over me. Don't say I was tall enough, 5'6 is a good height, right? It was Mr.-Tower-Khanna who was 6'2 and trust me when I say he was intimidating and was scaring the hell out of me. I didn't know what to say, what to do. 

I gulped a lump that formed in my throat. Mr Khanna's eyes watched my every action. He didn't say anything, just stared at me like I was an art piece.

'Bahahahaaha, you and art piece! What a joke Avni. He's staring at you like you are an alien.', my conscious mocked me.

 His gaze zeroed at my shoulder and that's when I realized that he saw my torn shirt, he quickly averted his gaze from my shoulder.

'Haye such a gentleman.', my conscience drooled over him. 

Shut up! I'm sure he's thinking of some new words to insult me.

He looked back into my face this time with a different emotion that I couldn't comprehend. His eyes never left mine, watching my every single movement like a hawk.

And that's the moment you all ladies and gentlemen when I thought he would kill/kiss me, he stepped back. What the hell runs in his mind I don't understand.

 I took a deep breath and sighed.

"Follow me.", he ordered and turned to leave.

"What? What does he mean by 'follow me'", I spoke inwardly but swallowed my words, I'm seriously tired of this man.

I walked behind him obviously, I don't have the guts to ask him any question because he is Mr.-Don't-Interrupt-Me-Khanna. Keeping his cold hard demeanour he stalked out of the kitchen and entered a room. I wondered whose room it was.

I entered the room behind him and that's when realization dawned upon me.

It was Mr Khanna's room.

Now how do you expect the room to be?

Beautiful?

Classic?

Screaming hella money?

Exotic?

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 Well Well, sorry to burst your bubble, you think Mr-Billionaire-Khanna's room would be like any of the aforementioned. Hell No!

It was a simple room, dark walls, though not enough dark to match Mr Khanna's heart. A King-sized bed you know wadde log waddi baatein, large French windows that gave the breathtaking view of his garden, a black almirah on the left corner of the room. A wooden door which I supposed led to an attached bathroom. That's it, no television, no pictures, no decorative pieces, all walls were clear having nothing. Zero, nada. 

He doesn't have emotions, at least he could keep the room beautiful. Boring-Khanna.

"Done examining my room?", Mr Khanna asked bringing me back from my amazing thoughts. Okay! Maybe not amazing, but ya! His one perfectly shaped eyebrow slightly raised maybe due to amusement. Does he pluck his brows? 

'How can you call this a room? It looks like the set of a horror film Mr Khanna.'

'Shut up for 2 minutes conscience.'

'Waah waah, a few moments back you were swooning over his eyebrows and now telling me to shut up, you're such a hypocrite Avni.'

'Fine. Sorry but for now please shut up.'

'you know you are saying shut up to your own self.'

'Whatever.'

"Mr Joshi, come here.", Mr Khanna said looking for something into his wardrobe.

I moved towards him and stood beside the opening of the almirah. And once again my heartbeat started racing due to the closeness. He wasn't that close, but the coldness and hardness radiating off his body were enough for the erratic functioning of my heart.

And don't.

I repeat don't you dare jump to the conclusion of the typical cliché

Reading these romantic novels have made you unrealistic.

So don't you dare bring the thought of me having those weird feelings for this Homosapien to your one-track mind. 

I gathered all my courage, 1-2-3..go, "MrKhannawhydidyouaskemetofollowyou."

Mr Khanna looked at me like I had grown two more heads.

"Mr Joshi I know beneath this look you are an imbecile ill-mannered woman but you don't need to prove that again and again."

'The audacity of this man', right at this moment me and my conscience were fuming in anger. How dare he say this. Don't strangle him. Don't strangle him .. control! control Avni. He's doing this deliberately.

"And you also don't need to prove to me again and again that you are a Chauvinistic son of a bachelor.", I snapped.

'Woah Six Avni, Six'

"Respect Mr Joshi, you work at my place."

"Okay, so let me put my statement as-Stop being a Chauvinistic rascal sir.", and once again I stretched the last word to show him my respect.

Mr Khanna took a step towards me, his eyes as always emotionless. He stared at me for a second and as if something flicked his mind, he stepped back with the same speed he stepped ahead. What confusion does he have? Either step ahead or step back, what is he doing my stars.

"Here.", Mr Khanna threw a white shirt on my, Avni Mehta aka Abhiman Joshi aka Abhi Mehta's face. I fumed in anger but kept mum. I withdrew the shirt off my face and held it in my hand.

Next, he threw a box at me which I gracefully caught, thanks to my absolutely amazing fielding skills which I learned due to maa's anger.

"Now, take off your shirt and...."

I gasped.

"What?", I interrupted him.

Guess what happened next?

Guess!

Guess!

Exactly!

You got that right. Mr Khanna's Don't-Interrupt-Me Mode was back to life. 

But this time I didn't flinch at his hoarse intimidating voice. I might be scared of him but my self-respect was far above the fear.

'Avni get out of this room this instant.'

Right!

I turned back to move out but -

"Stop.", Mr Khanna stated, making my steps halt in between.

But now there was no point I would stop, hence I raced toward the door but just when I thought mission accomplished. Mr Khanna came right in front of my face. I gulped.

"Mr Khanna you d-don't know I know taekwondo, judo, and box-boxing also, so you better stay 6 f- feet away from me.", I said with all the courage I had.

"You don't say.", he sounded amused. As if a game was going on, he took one step ahead making me take two steps back.

Within no time I was caged between the wall and Mr Khanna's chest. I tried to escape sideways but he kept his hands on either side of my face. Great! Officially trapped.

I closed my eyes ready to face the worst but what happened next was something I could never suspect.

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My eyes shot open as soon as his knuckles came in contact with my cheeks, lightly brushing them. Mr Khanna's eyes never left mine and trust me when I say that his eyes were the most beautiful thing I ever saw in my entire life obviously after my maa's smile.

His hand travelled below my cheek, down my arm, encircling my wrist, his eyes never leaving mine, I blinked several times trying to comprehend the situation but Mr Khanna didn't blink even once. 

'Are you sure he is a Homosapien'

At other moments I would have certainly laughed at this comment by my very own conscience but this time it was different. It felt like everything went in slow motion and my brain had shut down. 

And with one swift movement, Mr Khanna pulled me towards himself. As a reflex, my other hand went to his shoulder to balance my body.  I have this gut feeling that he is up to something which would be really dangerous of course for me.

"I've not forgotten about the apology and how you ridiculed me on the road that day and I swear to make you apologize to me this month itself.", his words rang in my ears.

With another swift movement, he held my wrist at my back and twisted it, thankfully it didn't hurt, though I was ready to face the pain.

My hand gripped his shoulder more tightly, I was afraid I may fall and we all know I'm a top certified in getting embarrassed.

I don't know maybe he sensed my fear because next, he kept his other hand on the small of my back.

I struggled to move out of his grip but he didn't budge. Iron Man?

"Don't move.", 2 words by him and all my movements halted then and there.

"Mr Joshi, stop running your brainless brain." I blinked my eyes rapidly unable to understand the meaning of his sentence.

'brainless brain? What type of insult is this?'

And there you go just like I said I was a top-class certified person in getting embarrassed, and Mr Khanna's words didn't help either hence in such a compromising situation also I started laughing.

"brainless brain... bahaha.", I exclaimed while laughing. I didn't expect Mr Khanna to say such words. His gaze softened for just a nanosecond and once again the cold, deep, dangerous yet gorgeous eyes came to the view.

 My Khanna cleared his throat and instantly my laughter died.

"You find it funny?", he said twisting my wrist anticlockwise, I stifled a yelp by closing my eyes and shaking my head. Instantly his grip loosened and I sighed in relief.

"Anyways, I was saying stop being a brainless bimbo...." I opened my mouth to interrupt him but he shot a frozen glare towards me and I closed my mouth like a fish. "Take off your shirt, sew it and till the time you do that, you may wear my shirt.", he said in a dismissal tone leaving me no room to argue.

I nodded embarrassed.

He stepped back and moved out instantly making me crave for the warmth.

Again, don't you jump to the conclusion of me having any feeling but hate towards this man.

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Well! Thank you so much for reading. You know I really wanted to update it, because I don't know yours but I surely missed my Chauvinistic Khanna and my Avni's devil of a conscience.

Precap-

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"Mr. Joshi don't you dare interrupt me, I'm counting till ten."- Mr. Khanna announced.

"What do you mean, it's my mistake, huh?"

"Mr. Joshi, shut up and let me count."

"Sir, you've seen me then why play the innocent role, you can call me Miss now.", I said, amused.

"Mr. Joshi, just shut up.", Mr. Khanna snapped at me.

"Okay, sir!"

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"Okay, Mr. Joshi call me when you are finished.", he said and his footsteps faded within few seconds.

Precap ended

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