Mike agrees to help her

"See, it is not that I do not want to go on a date with them. But with a drunkard like you who is stuck with me, how do you think I will even get any time to enjoy my life? Last time, when I went on a dinner date, I received a call from the south police station. Then the other time when I almost reached the hotel room, I got a call from the east station.

Yesterday, I had just got the phone number from the beautiful lady and arranged to meet her after I dropped you home. But what happened? You disappeared from there! And I spent all my night searching for you near the streets. Now, do you understand why I cannot go on even a single date? It's because of you," Mike muttered under his breath and poked her forehead with his index finger.

"Ok Ok! I get it! It is all my fault now! I completely agree with you." She said but her mind could not agree with his reasoning at all.

"If those girls really fell in love with you then nothing would have stopped you from making out. Even if I don't accept the logic behind your sufferings, do I even have any other choice now? So, I would just accept whatever you say, so that you would agree to submit the designs to the fashion week." Dina then mouthed silently.

"What? What did you say?" Mike looked at her and asked as he couldn't hear what she had just murmured.

"I said, yes, it was all because of me your romance always gets into tragedy! Do not worry from tomorrow onwards, I will let you enjoy your nightlife. I won't be a hindrance to your love life. I promise. Are you happy now?" She asked him.

"There is no tomorrow for you! Every day you say the same thing and you let all your promises fly in the air." Mike shook his head in regret.

"Fine! I will try to change myself. But now go, Please, go… I beg you. I have to submit this today without fail to make them accept my designs for the show." Dina begged while holding his hands tightly.

With a stone-face, he pulled the file from her hands and walked towards the door without saying a word.

"If you are afraid to stay alone, do you want to come with me?" He asked her.

"Nope, I am suddenly feeling better now! I didn't see or hear anything from the morning. I am starting to wonder why? Maybe, I am cured miraculously of all the illusions I have been having until now." She said with twinkling eyes.

"Good then, if you are cured. I will be back in a few hours." He said and left after waving her good-bye.

Dina waved back and giggled at his back as everything went according to her plan.

'Good thing, he forgot about his project. When he comes back and asks me, I can tell him that he never gave her any details about the project thesis. Moreover, I still did not agree to do his project.' She thought and started to flatter her hands in the air.

She hopped towards the door in a happy mood. But the minute she opened the door, she saw Mike leaning against the wall next to the door. He gave her a nasty look.

"Why did you not go yet? We are really running out of time," Dina reminded him.

"..." Mike did not reply and looked at her blankly.

"What?" She asked and blinked her eyes innocently.

Still, Mike did not respond to her. Dina understood that he wanted her to talk about his project work. So, left with no other option, she half-heartedly said,

"Fine! Email me the project details. I will immediately start to work on it."

Mike closed his eyes for a second to control the pain he was feeling right then. Once he felt slightly better, he opened his eyes and uttered,

"I already mailed you. Did you think I would let you get away easily? In your dreams."

Dina pouted her mouth in disdain and walked towards her workspace with her head down. Mike breathed in relief but he did not know how he could hide the wings that were protruding from his back.

Next to the two knives around the flower, he now had two wings that appeared from behind his back. Once Mike made sure that Dina could not see him anymore, he rushed to his room again.

He walked to the corner of the room and removed a red Fuchsia painting from the wall. He pressed his hands on the system attached to the wall behind the painting and an invisible door opened. He disappeared into the magical portal.

When Dina heard some noise next door, she came back and knocked on the door.

"Mike, are you still there?" As she didn't get any response she entered his room.

When she could not find him in that room, she turned around to leave. But she abruptly stopped and saw the painting that was kept on the floor. She walked towards it and picked it up.

"I don't understand why Mike would treasure this flower painting so much. But see now, it had fallen on the ground and he did not even care about that." She said and dusted the painting.

The wall had a plain look and only a nail poked out of it. She hung the painting on the wall and ran her fingers through the flower's petals. The magical system had disappeared along with the invisible door once Mike left. The white smooth wall did not show any hint of what had happened just a few minutes ago.

She went back to her workspace and started to do some research on Mike's project. She got immersed in that until Mike came back with her cake.

"Here's your 'Double-Chocolate Bundt Cake with Ganache Glaze' that you ordered, Madam," He said and placed the box on her desk.

"Shh… Don't disturb," Dina shushed him and continued to type something on her laptop seriously.

She concentrated on gathering all the important points that she collected from the internet and the reference books. Mike stood next to her for two seconds silently and then he started to poke her arm with his index finger.

"Come on, I am doing this project work for you. If you keep on disturbing me then how do you think I can do my job properly?" She got irritated and slapped his hand away.

"I… I couldn't submit the designs. I am sorry," Mike said and hastily moved away from her.

"Ok. Just give me five minutes. I will be done… What? What did you say?" Dina shouted and looked at him in shock.

She could not believe what she had just heard. She was working her ass off on his project for so long and he just didn't do, what? She glared at him and lifted her hand to hit the delete button on her laptop.

But before her finger could land on the delete button, Mike dashed towards her and grabbed her hand.