Chapter 218 Playtime Over, Kitten

• Mishka’s eye went wide, and she turned to him. Their lips were inches away and Christian stared into her eyes. Mishka successfully removed his grip from her waist while staring back into his eyes with the same intensity, and took a step away from him. But he held her wrist, yanking her back to him, and smeared her face with the flour he had in his other hand.
• “Happy Holi,” He said and turned his back to her with hands in his pockets.
• Mishka composed herself, took a deep breath, and shot a glare in his direction. “And you think I’ll spare you this time?” She asked arrogantly, and a wide grin appeared on Christian’s lips. He turned to counter her with a sarcastic comment, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Mishka threw water on his face.