Chapter 4

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Prabhas's Pov: 

"Prabhas! Rana! Get up," Ma shouts to us. "Why." Rana questions lazily. Ma takes a pillow and hits us both on that head.

"We have people coming over and you guys are in sweatpants. Get ready NOW."

We both groan and get up from the comfortable sofa we were sitting in. Ten minutes later we are ready.

I am wearing a black shirt with khaki pants and Rana is wearing a suit.

Before we got a chance to relax fully Rana's dad walked in. "What dad," I ask him annoyed that everyone is bothering us today.

"Miheeka came to discuss the business project with me and Rana," he said and grabbed Rana's arm to lead him out."

"Good luck bro," I remarked with a teasing smile. He just shook his head at me and left.

I run my hand through my hair as I walk downstairs after hearing Ma call for me.

"Oh Chay, hi," Ran's cousin and one of my good friends Chay came over a little early to help out. I give him a fist bump and we sit on the couch catching up a little. 

"Is Rana still in the meeting," I nod at him and add, "But I don't think it's the meeting he is focusing on." He shakes his head and laughs at me.

"Prabhas, Chay come here, what are you two doing." We helped her lay out the food on the table, the appetizers first and we had drinks on the far side of the table.

"Are they in the study room?" I ask ma looking around for Dad and Rana.

"Ya, with that girl Miheeka," I nod my head and walk over to the plate of bajjis my mom made and before I could even lift my hand to take one, my mom stops me.

"It's not for you, for the guests," I just shake my head and laugh. 

Chay grabs a glass of juice and chugs it down before Ma could see him. I sit down on the couch and pull out my phone. 

After a few minutes I hear Ma greeting a few people by the front door, so I put my phone in my pocket and stand up. Before I even turn around I hear a clicking sound, the sound of someone's shoes coming closer to me.

I turned around to see Shriya's friend, the girl who I saw a few days ago. 

This girl is special, she can pull off both western and traditional Indian wear, a quality I love in girls. 

She looked captivating in that short red dress that stopped above her knees which showed off her legs and hugged her curves. 

She had tall heels on, which only added to her already tall height. She was probably at my shoulder now if not more and I'm well over 6 feet. 

Her hair is down again framing her beautiful face. She has minimal makeup on, with her eyes outlined in kohl, and she was biting down her lip.

Her lips looked so soft and inviting, waiting to be kissed. 

I hit myself on the head for thinking that. 

Just then I saw two middle-aged people behind her. They must be her parents I thought to myself. 

The woman was short and wearing a pink colored saree. 

The man was wearing a black suit similar to what my dad was wearing. 

I see a young girl whom she introduced to my mom. The girl was wearing an orange dress which looked very bold I could say, but clearly, Chay has already fallen for her. He is staring at her from his position by the table, and I look over at him and just shake my head.

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