❝ SHE IS MY EVERYTHING, AND WITHOUT HER, I'M NOTHING AND NO MATTER HOW BIG THE WAVES GET OR HOW FAR THE TIDES TAKE US, I KNOW THAT WE WILL ALWAYS FIND OUR WAY BACK TO EACH OTHER❞
Ranveer Rajvansh, a man of power and wealth,
Had it all, except his hi...
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• Ranveer •
I exactly knew what I wanted. Her. I just wanted to spend more time with her, even if this project ends. I wanted to know more about her. So that's exactly what I said.
"Only on one condition."
She frowned, not expecting that from me. She stared at me, her eyes filled with curiosity and a hint of annoyance. I couldn't possibly imagine what condition her little brain thought of.
"I don't want your help," she worded angrily. That's where she thought the worst of me.
"You don't want to listen to my condition?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. She narrowed her eyes, clearly intrigued, and motioned for me to proceed anyway.
"Help me in chemistry in exchange," I worded, my voice filled with anticipation. Anaya's shoulders straightened up, her eyes lighting up as she listened to my proposition. A smile slowly spread across her face, radiating warmth and happiness.
"Okay I will," she cheered, her voice filled with enthusiasm. I couldn't help but smile back at her, feeling a sense of joy and excitement. Whether it was studying chemistry with Anaya or strengthening our chemistry together, it felt incredibly good.
For the rest of the time, we focused on our project, working diligently side by side.
Exactly when the clock ticked at six thirty she stopped working, her sketch was done it only needed some changes and corrections she didn't check her phone once so I doubt she saw my email.
" I'll take this home and complete it " She worded packing some of the sketch things and all the materials she needed.
" Nope," I said pulling it out of her hold and she stared at me for a second like decoding me.
" You don't trust me' with the project Ranveer? " she asked. I pressed my lips together in a thin line.
Why the fuck does she always think worst of me?
She kept the things back packing her bag she swung her bag on the shoulder and walked out of the room. And I pulled my hair out of frustration.
God I just don't want her to overwork herself. I just wanted her to take some rest without thinking about this project.
" Anaya wait " I utter as she halted in her steps without turning back.
" I'll drop you," I said grabbing the keys of my car and wearing my flip flops.
" No thanks, I will take a bus " She answered turning towards me bored.
" It will take too much time, And it's seven there will be too much rush I should drop you "
" I'm used to it Ranveer I come by bus every day so it's nothing new and the bus stop is near my house," She said and I frowned.
" She comes from the bus? Squeezing between so many people? " I thought and frowned.
