Mohit's POV
" The whole office is yours, sweetheart, just order me. I am so excited... And will your handsome husband also come?? I can arrange for him as well. Or he can share my room. " I said to tease her. It had been so long since I teased her.
" In your dreams !!! Forget it. Don't you dare to think it even in your dreams. I will kill you. "
I laughed and started eating food... It was awesome. It was bad to eat while talking on the phone but I could not stop either of them. I was too hungry and was so happy talking to her.
" You are such a spoilsport, love. " I said to Manu.
" Don't call me love, if sahil gets to know, he would not let me work for you, even though he knows your preference. "
" Well... I do love you... Preferences do change with time. " I said looking at my sweet angel.
" WHAT?? What do you mean by that?"
" Nothing, Just saying, that it does. "
" No, you were not just saying it. "
" I missed you a lot... I am so happy, you will be back. " I said still enjoying having food and talking to her.
" Mohit?? Are you ok?? "
" Hmmm... But I need you with me. I missed you. Thank God !! I will have you now. "
" l will always be there for you. So, arrange one room for my kids and my assistant. "
" Sonia?? "
" No another one, Sonia would be there too. But with kids, I need another one. "
" Yeah, sure... Don't worry... I will arrange it. If you need, you can use my apartment above my studio. You can take a rest there. It's all yours if you want."
Finally Srusti placed a water jag on the table with a thud and went inside her room without looking at me even once.
" Yeah, great idea... Ok, need to go now, see you tomorrow at around 10:30. Bye. " she said.
" Hmmm... bye see you tomorrow. " I said and disconnected the call. "
Srusti's POV
I was so irritated with him. But why?? What right did I have on him?? Why was I behaving like a jealous and nagging wife?
My soul didn't fail to remind me that I was his wife only on paper. He made it very clear in the beginning...
He was talking to me so nicely but I don't know why I was behaving like that. I just wanted him to talk to me and yet I didn't want to talk to him.
What did I want?? I was going crazy.
His phone was buzzing...
" Excuse me but I need to take this call. "
" Sure sir, you don't need to take my permission for that. You are the master of the house. " I said and started making chapattis.
Oh God!!! Can't I talk without sarcasm in it now??
I knew, he was looking at my face, I could feel it. He took the call.
"Hi, Manu !! How are you??...... I was miserable, beautiful, but I am very good to hear your voice. I am missing you a lot. "
Oh, Manu?? Of course, he had to take the call... Beautiful?? He was miserable?? Missing her...
Are you listening Srusti?? My soul poked me.

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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...