Aryan's POV :-When I said I had a smile whole day on my face because of Jhanvi , it was too good to believe.
Initially , after I reached home, I totally regretted coming back.
I had a whole huge ass office to stay a few more hours until late night.
But what was done , was done.
I was hurried away with my Dadi for her shopping spree as soon as I reached home.
She was feeling low all day and was waiting for me to come home so that I could accompany her to the mall.
Poor me, I thought , as I was holding shopping bags of clothes and shoes.Then she entered some boutique for buying sarees. The boutique had yellowish golden lights over the ceiling. Mannequins wearing different outfits with fabrics which are famous all over the country. Slow whispers of shoppers. And I got a call from work and was looking for a quite place to talk.
But I collided with someone. That someone being Jhanvi. My inner self did a clap for me. As she was about to fall I immediately caught her in my arms.
I got a strong rush of electricity which ran through my spine as my hands came in touch with her upper half.She had herself draped in a pink saree and another one had fallen down because she lost her balance.
Her open hair hanging low , her pretty brown eyes wide and her lips forming a slight O as she realised I had held her in my arms.
We stood there like that, she in my embrace, her one hand on my bicep and other hand clutching the lapel of my coat. Me holding her and preventing her fall.
Both of us looking into each other's eyes.
She was so close to me for the first time since we met. Her sweet lavender smell was mischievously drawing me to hold her for much more time. Loud gasps around us made her shut her eyes tight and in reflex I tightened my hold over her frame.Some lady came towards us. Upon having a closer look she looked like she was in her fifties.
I saw Dadi was also coming from the other side of the counter and people and salesmen were looking at us with shock.
It all happened so swiftly . That woman came right in front of us and disentangled Jhanvi from my arms and help her to stand straight."I am so sorry Aryan, I didn't mean to run into you ." Jhanvi spoke while she hurriedly removed the saree .
"No, it's fine ."
I almost had a heart attack there.She was wearing jeans and a jumper underneath.
PERVERT !
What , I am not a pervert. Who wears a jeans below a saree.
Anyone would be shocked.The lady spoke to me after that, the one who was standing besides her.
"Thank you so much , my dear, she can be clumsy at times ." As soon as she said this Jhanvi looked at her as if she saw a ghost.
"Mom , I was walking properly, he came in my way ." She muttered.
What ? A minute ago wasn't she the one saying sorry for running into you.
Even I am confused.
And that lady is her mother.
Great deduction Sherlock.
Dadi came towards me and started questioning me.
"What did you do Aryan?" She asked as if I did it on purpose." I did nothing , we both just bumped into each other Dadi." I explained sincerely.
"I am so sorry , it just happened by mistake." Jhanvi said.
"Wait a minute, you said Aryan, do you know him ?" My Dadi asked Jhanvi.
"Beta, you both know each other?" Her mother asked her too.
"Yeah , erm hmm ..." As she was about to talk I intervened.
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RomanceThis is an Indian story Aryan Malhotra ♂️ A 28 years old businessman . Arrogant, self centred, rude and flawlessly handsome. He came back to India after his parents passed away in a car crash. He is now living with his grandmother. Aryan has a past...