Meet Atharvaa Singhania, 27 years old, handsome, charming, and hardworking person who completed his business management from the University of London, now CEO of Singhania Industries. He loves and protective about his family.
And our female lead Khu...
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"I just asked you who the fucking Arjun is???? Can't you answer me directly??" I exclaimed, causing her to flinch back with bewilderment. I know I'm acting like a jerk, but when it comes to her, all my emotions overrule me, either it's possessiveness or love, which I never felt with anyone... No one.. expects her... only her. I feel pathetic for feeling this way... pathetic for going to her room last night and showing my vulnerability, though I'm in an intoxicated state that doesn't excuse my actions.
Seeing her yesterday after three months made my self-restraint crumble, and to resist the desire to see her again, I drank... drank to welcome the numbness which I got habituated in these months but; exactly after forty minutes, I stood up in front of her like a desperate fool. I barely remember how I drove to her house and what happened last night, however, when I woke up in the morning, my heart has engulfed with warmth and tranquility, seeing her cuddled into me closely, as I would disappear at any moment. She was looking awfully cute, cozily snuggled between the quilt and me. Her head was lying on my chest, and her hand and legs encircled around me, straddling me completely. The light that was flickering from the nightstand, causing her to look more beautiful, and chuckled listening to her soft snores, with her lips parted slightly. I gently brushed her hair off her forehead and caressed her chin with my other hand, making her sigh lightly, but my heartbeat stopped when she kissed my jaw and whispered Atthu stuffing her face more into my neck.
I hugged her more tightly, kissing her shoulder and neck, causing her to stir. I know I will be beyond broken this time once she wakes up, and that's what happened when she called my full name with a shocking expression on her face. Leaping out of her room, I drove off in my car... drove off far away like a madman to reduce the stinging pain caused by her, and it only decreased when she reappeared in my office closet, curled like a small cotton ball, hiding her face with palms.
"He is just my colleague and a good friend, Atharvaa." She answered impatiently, almost like trying to convince me.
"I'm... I'm sorry, I don't have any right to ask you... I ..." Gulping the lump forming in my throat, I tried to clarify but halted by her.
"There is no one in my life, Atharvaa, and no one can replace you." She sounded hurt, but gasped audibly, clasping her mouth with her hands when she realized what she said and spins around immediately to leave.
"Why are you confusing me, Khushi??? Why are you making it harder for me??? Why do your eyes speak a different story??" Clutching her shoulders from the back, I whispered gently, noticing how she visibly stiffened in my arms.
"It physically hurts to stay away from you... You are so near to me, but can't even hold you!!! It fucking hurts so much... Please, say something??" placing my chin on top of her head, dragging her closer to me, I pleaded but only greeted by her soft sniffles.
"Leave..." Closing my eyes, I exhale through my lips, ignoring the burning feeling, seeing her walking out... again.
The next few hours I worked mechanically until my friends decided to barge into my office unnotified, then drag me to the club and I followed them quietly, knowing how much I need it today, which made them raise their brows with surprise as it was one of the miracles. The complete ride has filled with their non-stop chattering, yet my mind wondering around what happened this morning.
How she scrunched her nose while peeking through her palms, how her cheeks turned pink seeing me shirtless, how she stuttered by my closeness, and how...
No, fuck... no...
As soon as we enter the club, I made my way to the bar, passing over the crowd, and swigged down the whiskey, causing my friends to shake their heads with annoyance.
I have to move on from this... these toxic emotions that are only making me frantic and also need to remove her from my head before I go and do something outrageous like yesterday...
My gaze roams around the club, passing over the crowd who are soaking in the alcohol, swaying their hips to the loud music like there is no tomorrow, and grinding on each other until it lands on the hopeful eyes waiting for my attention and a grin appeared on her face when it got it. Swaggering her hips, she approached me within a minute and settled alongside, grabbing a drink that I offered. She has a decent figure, tall and slim with short hair, the complete opposite to Khushi, which I'm looking for...
"Akanksha," she introduced, moving closer to my ear as loud sounds are blaring through stereos, and from the corner of my eyes, I saw my friends stroll away, giving us privacy.
"Athar..."
"Who doesn't even know you, Mr. Singhania??? You're all in magazines, the young and dynamic businessman..." She stated as a matter-of-factly, dodging off my introduction.
"You can just call me Atharvaa," I responded, flashing a smile and controlling the urge to move out from here. In the next one hour, I got wasted... wasted enough to lose my sense and make a move with Akshaya or Ankshitha... Ugh, whoever, without remembering her or maybe that what I thought...
Honestly, Ankshitha is a good company which I didn't expect at all until our conversation started. As she was also from the same business stream, we evenly progressed, but there was no fire and enthusiasm like it used to with her. Her sarcastic remarks, dramatic expression, and the way Khushi uses her hands when she tries to debate... all were missing.
"Do you even heard me???" Ankita asks, placing a hand on my thigh, and I involuntarily moved back, causing her hand to drop.
"Sorry, what were you saying???" I said apologetically, seeing her face fall.
"I was asking you about the tattoo which you got on your right-hand finger." Pointing her chin towards my ring finger where I tattooed the engagement date, she quirked curiously.
"Nothing significant," I answered exasperatedly, gulping another glass of drink.
"I thought the date was something important to you." Shrugging her shoulders, she stated coolly.
"It was..." I tried to be unaffected, but her frown asserts something different. I don't want to answer her question anymore and turn down all the memories that I've been avoiding hardly so; I urge her desperately.
"Can I kiss you???" My request completely took her back but leaned in, studying my face.
The moment her cold lips with mine, I know it's not the same... the way my heart flips whenever I kiss her, the way her touch makes me alive, the chemistry we had and... and suddenly her blushing face when I first time kissed her popped in making me clutch my eyes more tightly.
I'm all yours, Kittu...
I love you...
There is no one in my life, Atharvaa, and no one can replace you...
"Shit!!!" I back away, pushing Akanksha off lightly, and gripped my head with my hands over.
"I'm sorry. I... I can't do this." I murmured, guilty for dragging her in this. Without even glancing towards her, I storm out of the club and climb into my car. Wiping away the tears that are rolling down without my consent, I thrust away my phone raggedly when the cuddling image of us, which I have secretly taken in the morning, appeared randomly.
