Royal's Deep Yearning

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"So, you are stalking me? "
Archana's question vibrated all over the room.

"Absolutely no little flower, Iam just trying to know '
Abhimaan paused.

"My officially wedded wife"
He completed the sentence with a low soft voice.

"Doesn't't matter! It's the same thing
How can you? How it's just possible
My account is a private one and you should respect my privacy"
She rubbed her hands on her face.

"Chill sweetheart, don't stress your little brain, you know I have my ways
So, don't you have college tomorrow
It's already  late little flower'
"Go to your pretty sleep"
Abhimaan's hand caressed her cheek

"You know what? "
He raised his eye brow

"I hate you"
She shouted

,You very well known to my feelings sweetheart but still, feelings aren't mutual wifey"
Abhimaan smirked winking at her.

She huffed in anger before he could say anything he slightly patted her cheek
"Well, be ready tomorrow We will be for dinner ! Sleep tight little flower"
He said still moving his thumb on her cheek.
She just have him a angry look stepping back.

"Good night! "
With that he walked out of the room

"Agrh.. "
She stomped her foot in frustation

Walking into his chamber he removed his coat and shirt leaving his upper body naked tossing them away
he fell on the bed leaving his legs down staring at the ceiling.
Her thoughts again surronded him
She is pulling him towards her like gravity.

"What are you doing to me little flower? And I don't even know the reason why I am chasing you"?
He groaned to himself.

"I never desired anything as Iam desiring you, never wanted anything like you, never lost myself in someone's eyes as Iam drowning in yours, The desire of caging you in my arms strengthening day by day. "
"Your words, your actions, those angry eyes, flared nose every little thing about you is so enchanting"
His words are sincere so soft, his fingers caressing her photo on his phone.
Which he captured without her consciousness when she is studying being in her room totally unaware of his presence then

Staring at her pic until he was satisfied he tossed his phone away.
Grabbing his laptop he proceeded to do his work as there is no chance for him to sleep.
As he was insomniac and had sleeping issues, which always keeps him wide awake with a pretty little sleep.

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The popping sound of notification broke the silence in the room ruining abhimaan's peace who is buttoning up his suit. As usual suit but with turtle neck tshirt inside this time
Tieing the rolex around his wrist he set his hair, all ready for his first official dinner date with her.
The notification sound again popped
Hissing in irritation he checked his phone
Message from group of four of them.

His irritation grew more when he noticed the messages

Sid: All the best for your date hukum sa!
Arjun: well, same
Abhimaan typed in his phone

Abhimaan:can you guys stop this shit!

Sid:never! And an advise for you
Lessen your hot headness! Nhi tho bhabibhaag jayegi

Arjun:😁😄 what's say Agastya?
Agastya:don't drag me in this you idiots.

Sid:Any advise for hukum from you agastya

Abhimaan: just stop Iam leaving
Arjun:bhaiyaa sharma gayi..

Abhimaan: Agastya finish them off ,I don't care

Typing his last message he shoved his phone into pockets walking out of the room.

He walked to the back garden of the right wing all ready
A round large table was setup, with candle stands illuminating it,
Her favorite red roses are tucked in glasses! Offcourse with food
The whole garden is decorated with tiny flickering lights.
Galncing at his watch Abhimaan pulled a chair for himself kept waiting for her. Minutes passed but, still there isn't a sign of her,
Sighing, he picked up his phone to call her.
But, interrupted with her voice

"Not at all feeling sorry, but sorry "
He smirked at her words looking at her .  servant who brought her here pulled the chair for her,
Abhimaan signalled him to exit, bowing he left to which Archana just rolled her eyes.
She is finding all these over politeness.

"You don't need to put any effort to prepare yourself, you will always be beautiful. "
Abhimaan said observing her from top to bottom.
Her efforts in grooming herself are clearly noticeable.
Different from everyday, she let her hair free which always be cluched by clips. Her pearl ear tops are replaced with jhumkas. A perfect bindi between her browsHer regular bare hands are filled with a pair of oxidized bangles. Her regular outfit, replaced by a white crop top with jeans along with long black and white floral shrug.
That's it, so simple but surreal.

"It's my first dinner with a guy so, obviously I want it to be special I can't ruin it for you. "
She half lied.
Some part of her know, that she wanted to match his looks which she is reluctant to agree.

"Well, you are a millionaire but don't have any outfits except suits and Tuxedos? "
Archana broke the silence that spread between them.

Abhimaan just narrowed his eyes at her,
"As far as, I have seen you, you have always been in suits, tuxedos,or shirts
I have seen you rarely in casulas. "
Archana said while checking the table her eyes wandering over the table but, question directed at him

"Don't insult me, Iam a billionaire"
" I have casuals, seems you only failed to notice. "
Abhimaan replied pouring him a glass of wine,

"Hmmm! The same three pairs of black, white and grey tshirts with a pair of tracks, if so, I have noticed"
She replied smirking out,

"So are you checking out me, little flower? "
Her denial was instant
"Noo.. "
She stressed the word no
He just shook his head

he signalled at wine bottle in his hand, to which she nodded in no.

"Now or never?"
He asked swirling thr glass

"Never, I don't drink, can't even think about it. I am fine with water, and above all that, you are offering wine to a 18 year old, you know that, Mr. Ranawat chauhan."
She smirked sipping the water.

"Age can't decide our habits, I had my first taste of wine at the age of twelve."
Abhimaan said still sipping his wine.

She just chuckled
"It's for your elite community"
"Not for us, you don't know about the typical Indian middle class moms,
Whether it's a boy or a girl, if parents get to know if their child is drinking then, finish pura mohalle ghuma ke jhaadu ya chappal se maarega, aur kab tak maarega jab tak saari nasha Utarjaaye"

"They opt for  broom,chappal Or anything  chasing all over the street, till the hangover disappears in air
She, My mom trashed my brother, when he befriended my drinking friends"
She added laughing all while

"Our parents are liberal along strict
In these situations, how can we? "

"Abuse? "
Abhimaan frowned

"It's not abuse, it's their Protectivness"
She laughed again.

Abhimaan just pressed his lips into a thin line observing her care free laugh after so many days

Hmm..
So, there is part 2 of the dinner date.
Tried to show Archana's carefreeness.
Abhimaan's feelings about her.
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