Everything I Wanted❤ |COMPLETED|

Chapter 5

Kashvi

I walked outside the car slowly, only to gape at the mansion in front of me. His office was impressive, but his mansion was a different level. It was covered in shimmering colorful lights, glowing against the night just like straight out of a dream. Through the tall glass windows , i could see the decorations inside , everything arranged with perfect precision ..

We walked towards the entrance,  everyone welcomed us warmly. We did some rituals as per the traditions after which everyone felt, people drifted towards their rooms, slowly.

I walked  through the long hallway behind Danish.

He did not even bother to see whether I was there.

My eyes wandered over the walls and the antiques placed around. Paintings covered almost every corner, each one captivating.

I wanted to stop and look at them longer but I was  too tired and, it wasn't the right time either.

" You'll be staying in this room. your luggage is already inside. " he said.

  I nodded.

I was never used to sharing my room, closet or bathroom  with anyone. It felt like invasion in  privacy.

I didn't even like sharing  my damn earphones with anyone. Things were going to change now.

" If you need anything, don't bother me, " he stated.

 I glared at him, which he ignored effortlessly as if I was beneath his attention.

He pissed me so much- especially when he had the audacity to order me to act like a happy wife in front of his family.

I could surely act but the I despised the way he had ordered me.

I walked and looked around.The bathroom was huge and spacious, all I wanted was to sink into that bathtub.

Turning around, I took in the room again. It honestly felt unreal. There was a glass window opening attached to a small balcony,   a big couch-don't even get me started on the bed.  The most striking part was the color of the room. Everything was dark.

The moment he walked out, I dropped onto the bed with a relieved sigh.

"Finally," I muttered to myself.

For a scond, quiteness of the room settled around me. It was calm....but also a little lonely.

I changed into my pajamas and tee , then crashed aain onto the bed, sinkin into the soft mattress. .I was so exhausted.I needed this .

Just as my eyes begun to close, the door clicked.

I glanced up, the door knob twisted  revealing  Danish.

He walked in, irritation visible all over his face, dressed in  grey sweatpants and white T-shirt. Casual or not, the man carried that cold expression everywhere.

Didn't he get tired of being  this grumpy?

His gaze moved towards me. Without hesitation, he stepped inside  like he owned the place- which, technically, he did. But tonight it was my room too.

" Take the couch.. I'll sleep on the bed, " he said, flatly. I sat upright, narrowing my eyes at him.

And before I could respond,  he had already stretched out on the bed, his head resting on the  pillow , arms crossed over his chest as he stared at me.

I immediately straightened up, " I was sleeping on it first. "

He gave me a bored look.

" Take that couch, " he repeated, his voice calm but commanding.