Loving The Prince

: Fifteen :

Ruhanika's Pov

Paris is just so beautiful, for the past ten minutes i have been looking outside the window only,
The busy streets,the people going here and there, the amazing weather.
Everything was so pleasant.

I have to start getting ready, i went to closet and took out my suitcase from the wardrobe.
I took out a brown skirt with cute black buttons, a black sweater with white and brown stripes on collar and a plain white top , cause it will he hidden by the sweater.
A black full length stocking with black boots.

I heard a sound and saw him standing by the window in just towel around his waist, his left hand's two fingers holding a cigarette in between his lips.
He looked so freaking hot.
Not trying to get caught , I took out my necessary things and went to washroom taking my clothes.

After a hot shower, I wrapped a towel around my head and wore my lace set then I started getting ready.
This dress made me look younger and i smiled like a little girl.
I unwrapped the towel and blow dryed my hair which was inside the washroom.
Feeling somewhat better I opened the gate and went to closet to take out my makeup bag.
He was not in the room.
Where is he though ?

I went towards the vanity, and placed my makeup bag on the desk and got myself seated on the leather chair.
I did a neutral look and slightly curled my hair from ends.
I sprayed Chanel perfume which divya bought for me.
I went towards closet and i heard a sound, he might be back.

"Are you done? We are getting late" He said somewhere from the bedroom.
I just had to wear the boots.

"Yes" I replied back and quickly wore the boots and took my handbag and went to bedroom.
I was looking inside the handbag to take out the un necessary items , completely forgetting about him standing there.

I looked up and saw him looking at me and my heart froze.
We both were coincidentally matching.
He wore all black outfit , black pants, black shirt, and a light brown french coat with black shoes.

My cheeks started heating up under his gaze, it looked like he was staring directly at my soul.

Do I look bad or good?

I heard a ping sound from my phone and it made both of us look away from our staring contest, i saw a text from Divya saying-
'Don't forget to send pictures and Please do post  a good picture on social media'

I chuckled and showed him the text, he raised an eyebrow and didn't said anything.
He then left somewhere in the closet .
Okay time to search hunt my husband on Instagram cause it is the only app along with snapchat that I use.

And royal protocols, so my Instagram had nothing in it.
Zero posts, zero highlights.
But still my followers were ten million.
I had followed every rajvansh except him then my two friends, Nikita , Samarth's friends and His friends.
At last I gathered the courage and searched him .
And his name came.
Four hundred million followers.
Ten posts and zero highlights.

I looked at his feed and it had two family pictures, one of Divya's birthday another of Samarth's Birthday, then three pictures of his business suit or formal wears.
Three pictures of him working out and I felt like dying cause he looked so freaking hot.
Two pictures of his royal wear.
He looked like a true king in it.

I checked his following and it just had all Rajvansh members then his friends and Some Rajvansh's businesses.
I quickly followed him and turned off the phone.
Blushing like a teenager, i looked outside and he came back.
"Lets go" He murmured and I nodded and stood beside him.