❝𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆.❞
In the blink of an eye, she became my obsession, a dazzling enchantress I couldn't resist. From that very moment, I swore to make her mine. Even if it meant faking m...
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Roop's Pov
I reached my office within half an hour after leaving Papa’s office. The entire ride back, my mind kept replaying that embarrassing moment on loop. Papa had politely called that man “sir”… and I, very confidently, told him to fucking apologise.
God.
I really need to learn how to think before I speak. This habit is going to get me into serious trouble one day. I dropped into my chair and face-palmed myself, letting out a long sigh.
Then I shrugged it off. Leave it. It’s not like I’m ever going to see him again, right?
…Right?
Except, if I’m being honest, I kind of wanted to see him again. Just once. Only to take a closer look at him.
What? He was handsome.
*Shrugs.*
Vedu's voice got me back to reality, "Hello madam. Kaha khoyi ho?" (Where are you lost?)
I shook my head quickly and stood up, "Kahi nahi. Tu yaha kya kr rhi hai? Kaam nhi tuze?" (Nowhere. What are you doing here? Don't you have work?)
I started to arrange my table, something I do everyday, while she said, "Ek to tumse time nikal ke Milne aao, aur tu mujhe ye attitude de rhi hai?" (First, i made time to come and meet you, and you are showing me this attitude?)
She folded her arms over her chest and sat on the chair in front of my table. I had a small table and office, being a Junior wedding planner. But it was cute and minimal. I had some photos of my family on the desk, a small idol of Shivji and other small useful things like penholder, files and all. It was quite scattered due to yesterday's meeting and working.
I held her gaze, "I am not giving you any attitude."
She raised her eyebrows at me, "Acha aaj itna late kaise aayi tu?" (Okay, why are you late today?)
"Papa ke office gayi thi. So thoda late ho gya." ( I had to go to Papa's office. So, I got a little late.)
She hummed in response and pulled me aside from my desk,"I'll rearrange this, you go. You have a meeting to attend. Client is already here."
I am never late for any meeting. But today was an exception. Meeting papa was more important. I took my laptop and kissed her cheek while rushing to the meeting room,"Ohh, is he? Thank you. Love you." Vedu laughed while I rushed as fast as I could.
Vedu, that is Vedika Thakur, had been my best friend since childhood. She was just like me. She loved to plan and organise things too. So we were on the same course after school too. After completing the course, she chose event management as a career, while I chose the wedding planner.
