Srusti's POV
" So Let's get to know about each other. " Mohit said.
" Ok... "
" I am Mohit Paul," he said smiling at me.
" I know.... "
" Go with the flow... "
" Hmm ok... Srusti Mehra. "
" I am 29 years old. "
" 23. "
" My favourite colours are black and red. "
" Pastel colours... Red and Black too. Actually no preference... "
" I like all cuisines. "
" I like Indian, Chinese, Mexican, Italian... "
" Hey, can you cook all of them too??"
" Yeah... "
" Wow !!! "
" My favourite holiday destination is Paris. "
" I have never been out of India. But I liked travelling when my parents were alive. We went to various parts of India. I feel India is beautiful... "
" Yes, it is... Undoubtedly. "
" I am a fashion designer. "
" Wow !! Seriously?? What do I say?? I cook for a fashion designer?? " I asked and he smiled at that.
" I know that tell me something else."
" Ok, I sing well and wanted to be a singer. Would have become if my parents... " I said.
" Really?? But you can still pursue your dreams. "
" Let it be... " I said as I didn't want to talk about it.
" Srusti... you said, you would tell me why you left your home in such a haste. " He said all of sudden.
" Can't we talk about it later?? "
" Please... Tell me. "
" I... My... Sister's husband... tried to... to force... himself on me. " I said with my eyes closed.
" What?? Why didn't you tell me that day?? We should have complained about him. We should have filed an FIR. "
" No, my sister is pregnant and her condition is a bit difficult. I don't want to give her any added stress. "
" But you should have at least given her a hint. "
" I tried but she trusted him over me. A few days back, he tried to touch me and before I could say or react to anything, my sister saw us. He said that I was trying it. " I said and tears started flowing from my eyes.
" Oh please, dear don't cry. " He wiped my tears and asked me what happened after that. I told him everything till I got hit by him.
I saw that he was really getting angry. But he tried to soothe me.
" Wow !! You are brave... By the way, how nasty was the gash?? "
" I think it was bad enough... He cursed loudly. I didn't wait to see him, just pushed him hard and ran to my room. When I thought that everyone was sleeping, I ran away. "
" Good !! He deserves that and much more, I would break his all teeth if I ever see him. " He said looking at me.
" Thanks... " I said and smiled.
" Now go and sleep, I will plan everything and let you know... "
" You also take some rest... "
" No, I have to do the arrangements for your meeting with my family. "

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Bewitched
RomanceSample chapters only... Mohit Paul is a young and dynamic Fashion designer. He is sinfully handsome, having girls drooling over him but to their dismay, he barely gives them another look. He is bisexual, but prefers to be with men . Until one fat...