Bitter AFTERTASTE
The Cake That Broke
Zac Smith(ML)
"Why are you doing this?" *He growled, his voice low and menacing*
Before Ayesha could respond, Zac swept his arm across the table, sending the cake crashing to the floor. The sound of shattering glass and the ruined cake felt like her heart breaking.
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
"Zac, you know I'm not a good cook, but I tried practicing for a week."
Zac Smith(ML)
"Still disgusting, though.Just like you."
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
"Don't call me disgusting! You're heartless meatass!," *she said, gritting her teeth.*
Zac Smith(ML)
"Watch your tone!" *His voice was thunderous.*
Zac Smith, the 27-year-old CEO of Smith Enterprises, lost his parents at the age of 12. His sister, Emma Smith, is now 18 years old and was just 3 when their parents passed away. If Ayesha Mukherjee's father, Pratap Mukherjee, hadn't helped him, Zac might not be where he is today. Pratap, a manager at Smith Enterprises, took care of Zac and helped him become the eligible bachelor he is now.Ayesha, on the other hand, was 18 when she left her country to help her father with the business. Her mother, Sutapa Mukherjee, always wanted the best for her daughter and thought Zac, with his wealth and good looks, would be the perfect match. After Pratap's death two years ago, Sutapa entered into a contract with Zac, who trusted them blindly. However, when he discovered the truth, he became angry and felt trapped. Ayesha, now alone in his country, knows no one and is two years younger than Zac.
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
"Meatass! Meatass!" *repeats*
Zac Smith(ML)
SHUT The F*** UP!!! You're not even my type! *Voice Rising*
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
I don't care Kneel And eat that!!
Silent Scream
Zac Smith(ML)
"What did you say?!"
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
"I said kneel and eat that cake!"
Zac Smith(ML)
"You're telling me to kneel?" I laugh humorlessly. "You're in no position to order me around. I might scoop you up and throw you out of my house!"
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
I gulp, aware of Zac's ruthless nature.
Zac Smith(ML)
"Why are you silent now? Meatass square?" I grit my teeth.
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
My eyes widen. "Don't call me that again
Zac Smith(ML)
"Finally, you know your place! Don't forget you work in my company."
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
"But I am your—"
Zac Smith(ML)
"Name only," my veins bulge with anger.
Emma comes downstairs, running.
Emma Smith(ML's Sis)
"What happened? Please stop; I'm studying."
Zac Smith(ML)
My eyes soften slightly as I look at Emma. "I'm sorry, Em."
Emma Smith(ML's Sis)
"Zac, you're too loud, always shouting at her. Please don't do that again." Her voice is soft
Zac's POV: Emma is my heart; if she commands me to do anything, I'd do it, even burn the world down.
Zac Smith(ML)
"Fine, when you say I stop. But know this: I can give you everything except the moon and stars. And the fact that I don't love that bratty woman—don't pressure me on that." I point towards Ayesha, who looks at me, crossing her arms.
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
"Don't use that type of language." I come closer to Zac, my anklets making a drizzling sound
Zac's POV: That noise again; I don't like it. In her country, do women follow men, making noises?
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
"What?"
Emma Smith(ML's Sis)
"Ahem... I'm going to study in my room. Continue, just don't shout."
Emma goes to her room and closes the door.
Emma Smith(ML's Sis)
I mutter, "Zac doesn't know about Indian women; she might throw a sandal at him..." I laugh silently.
Downstairs, Zac's POV: Annoying, annoying, and annoying. Too much sound; I don't like it. I don't like her; I hate her, probably every day and in the future.
Zac Smith(ML)
"Clean that up, and don't make me mad with your lost tongue."
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
"You—"
Ayesha's POV: That brat is already gone; it's so hard for me to stay with him. But alas, I can't go to my country; what would my maa tell me? And the neighbors... sometimes they come to bother me, even when I'm not in a good mood. My maa has to live; if I don't get her money, how can she live properly? My eyes glisten slightly.I am her only child.
Zac's POV: I closed my door angrily with a loud thud. Yes, we're living in separate rooms. Even now, after one year, I can't stand her. I look at my room;
Takeout & Throwdowns
Zαc's թօѵ
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I don’t know what to do. I hate my fate. I hate everything. Sometimes I think maybe it would've been better if I died with my parents…
But—
SLAP!
I smacked myself, hard. "Get a grip, idiot," I muttered. I have a little sister. I can’t just fall apart. Tears slipped down my cheek anyway.
“I’m Zac Smith,” I growled. “I don’t cry.”
Yeah, right. My tears didn't get the memo.
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“I can’t cook, okay?! Order your own damn food!” shouted from downstairs.
Zαc's թօѵ
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That woman. Not even five minutes of peace to have a breakdown.
I slammed my fist on the desk.
I grinned bitterly. I’ve got a whole squad of maids and servants, but I gave the chefs a holiday—just because I knew someone I mean her could at least clean.Not the whole mansion in one day but she's good at that. BUT COOKING LOL LOL..She can’t even boil water without nearly setting off the fire alarm.
So… how is she gonna eat? Not my problem.
I’ve tried every trick in the book to get her to leave—my life, my office, even my dreams—but nope. She's as clingy as a sticky note in a hurricane.
DOWNSTAIRS
Zαc's թօѵ
Ayesha was sitting, probably thinking about where the chefs were.
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“Where are the chefs?”
Zac Smith(ML)
“Mmm… holiday.”
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“What?! You planned this, didn’t you?!”
Zac Smith(ML)
“Guilty. Should’ve read the fine print before signing up for this ride.”
Zac Smith(ML)
“So, how’s that divorce coming? Oh—and your resignation? Can’t forget that.” grins
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“Divorce?!”
Αվҽsհα's թօѵ
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Cold-hearted, ego-filled, emotionally constipated ICE MONSTER. But I can’t leave… not when my bank account looks like a horror story.
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
"Fine, but I want to remain in the office."
Zac Smith(ML)
"No, you.." points finger at her chest “Go back to your country. Park your drama there and put your ass there, and don’t come back."
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“Wow. Someone woke up with a filthy mouth.”
Zac Smith(ML)
“Because you’re a filthy cause.”
Αվҽsհα's թօѵ
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Deep breaths. I can’t piss him off now. If I go back, the neighbors will start chanting, “We told you! She thought she could handle a foreign husband!but she couldn't”
Nope. Not giving them that satisfaction.
Zac Smith(ML)
Angrily “Stop standing there and thinking! Just vanish already!”
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
Cuts him off “Don’t forget my dad helped you. This how you say thanks?!”
Αվҽsհα's թօѵ
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I’m sorry, Papa… this is the only card I’ve got left to play.
Zac Smith(ML)
“Wow. There’s the real you. I almost believed you had a soul.”
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“And you can’t divorce me. Remember the contract? No party can divorce unless my maa says so. Bet you forgot that clause.”
Zac Smith(ML)
“Ugh. You’re nothing like your dad. He was a legend. I don’t know why he even raised you. If you were my daughter, I’d light your ass on fire and launch you into traffic.”
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“EXCUSE me?!”
Zac Smith(ML)
“Move. I’m going to cook.For us.”
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“Wait… for us?”
Zac Smith(ML)
"For me and Emma."
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“What about me?”
Zac Smith(ML)
“Order takeout. Should’ve learned how to boil an egg before marrying a CEO. Oh, and don’t you dare say, ‘give me money.’”
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“Why would I? I never begged! I used my own hard-earned money.”
Zac Smith(ML)
“That was my company’s money.”
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“Oh, shut up. I earned every damn penny. Blood, sweat, and caffeine!”
Zac Smith(ML)
“And yet, I still wanted to throw you out… but your father stopped me.”
TO BE CONTINUED
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