I couldn't afford a costly restaurant for his birthday. But I ordered his favorite Black Forest cake.  I invited his mother and sister for dinner to make his day more lively. I know he would feel very happy once he gets to see them. After we complete our breakfast with his favourite menu prepared by Maria, I try to pull him out of the seat with my little hands which are far much smaller than his to drag him to the bedroom where I placed his gift.

He shakes his head smiling amused by my childish deeds and finally pulls off his seat to my relief. "You bought a gift for me 'little girl'?" He asks me clearly surprised.  I nod my head answering his question and his eyes glisten in glee. "Now I understand how you got the money. Didn't you work late nights to earn this?" His eyes point to the present. Shimmering in joy he unfolds the offering and tells it to himself in a whisper "you knit the sweater for me." Hugging me to his belly he speaks with an emotion "you shouldn't have taken so many efforts to knit it." I wrap my hand around his torso and he pulls me more to him and both of us stay like that for I don't know how long.

Later that night we have a hearty dinner with his family and as I predicted his joy knew no bounds. He cuts the cake and pulls me and his little sister to his lap kissing our cheeks. That night, he was putting on the sweater I knitted for him and underneath it he wore the shirt his sister purchased.

I could see happiness radiating his mother's eyes as she spoke "I make a note from today forward you have not one but two sisters who care for you so much."

Within seconds the spark in his eyes was lost and I could clearly see there was something up which I clearly couldn't assimilate.

Dear Readers,
Oops! How is the twist given by Ajit's mom?

Does Ajit love Adaah in a sisterly way like his Mom thinks or his love is like the love of a man towards his girlfriend?

I also request my readers through this chapter please be helpful to the physically challenged.

Thank you all for following my novel.

Chapter 10

Ajit

Adaah was ecstatic once she came to know about the death of Harsh. The idiot had the guts to touch my 'little girl'. Imagining the lecher's hands on 'my girl' makes my blood boil even now. She didn't know I had ordered my men to kill him and keep his friend locked up for years to come. The leeches had to suffer the consequences of man handling 'my girl'.

Two days after.......

Tomorrow I have a charity ball to attend with a 'date'. A year back situation was different. I would pick any random girl to such function and then end on the bed. Tots clung to my arms like magnets and fantasized to be my date. But now l am not attracted to any such deeds. Everything changed since the time Adaah arrived in my life. I stopped trysting with girls and ironically my life is more enjoyable now. I spend much time with my family and my relationship with them is blossoming into a deeper level.
A few years back I never wanted my mom or sister to stay with me as I preferred privacy for a reason. I would hook up with any random girl and my family was an obstruction to my adolescent attractions. I went home welcomed by silence and darkness and thought it as a best way to live life. My life now shapes to difference. It is full of activity and drama and when my little sister joins the tiny monster in the house, it hosts mischief making 24/7. I smile jocosely about the rampant change my life has undergone which I wouldn't have thought even in my dream a few months ago.

I am now sitting in my office glancing boredly at the phone numbers of various girls with whom I was involved earlier. Briskly trying for a date after a lot of homework my eyes settle on a certain number. "Sheela, how are you?" I start a conversation and invite her to my house to have a casual talk.

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"Adaah, go to your room and study. I am expecting a guest now." I tell my 'little girl'. Her face scrunched up listening to my statement clearly indicating she did not like the idea. After a few minutes I hear the ring of the doorbell. "Hi" Sheela blushes, her face caked up with makeup. I wonder how I could stand this girl a few seasons ago. She encased her arms around my neck and pulled me to a kiss which I did not think of reciprocating. My acts disappointed her but she immediately covered it with a smile.

I took her to a nearby sofa and asked Maria to serve us juice. To my surprise Adaah reached instead with a tray of two glasses filled with Orange juice. "Baby girl Maria could have served the drinks." I whispered to her as I felt hurt to see her little hands at work. While serving Sheela, Adaah accidentally spilled the juice on her dress. Sheela's eyes got wild once she saw the juice on her dress but she was shrewd enough to cover it up with an innocent smile. "It is okay. Why don't you go to your room and mind your business instead of disturbing us here." Sheela spoke with annoyance. Nobody has the right to speak rough to my 'little girl'. Misbehaving is a far ahead version. "Mind your language Sheela." My voice came out in caution. "I know it clearly what sort of a woman you are!" I held out my voice running out of patience. "Oh sweetheart there is nothing for you to bother, I just...."