"My Beastly Prince Charming!"

Chapter 3

CHAPTER 3

-Kriya-

After taking the shower, and a lot of thinking, I stepped out and wrapped a big black fluffy towel aroud myself and wrapped my damp hair in another . A thought crossed my mind and I cringed internally. How can I forget That ?!

I'm in stranger's house, and I dont have any clean clothes. Not even a fucking under garment!!!!! DAMN!

I slapped my forhead, sighed to myself, and rummaged through the closet to find some women's clothes, but obviously found none. But I dont know why, a wave of relief washed through me.

I sighed again and grabbed a big white tshirt, which definitely belonged to Reyaansh and some boxers of his as well. I pulled the tshirt over my head, and the hem landed just below my butt.

It smelled just like Reyaansh himself, like forests and so manly, so delicious. I sniffed some more of him, because I wouldnt actually get to smell him, ever. It felt comforting and reassuring somehow, being in his clothes.

I sighed again and climed down the stairs, and past the living room, towards the kitchen where I heard small noices of utensils being used.

I walked slowly, appreciating the medium sized cottage I was in. It was not very small or huge. It was just the perfect size for a warm, cozy home.

Everything was so manly yet so cozy. As i made my way to the kitchen, I stopped dead in my tracks at the doorframe.

There stood, his sculpted back facing me, a shirtless Reyaansh, cooking.
Now he cooks too?! Just how dreamy could he get?

I took some time to appreciate the gorgeous peice of manliness, as well. From the mole at his neck, to his broad shoulders , to the dimples at the bottom of his spine, to his extra cute butt, my eyes took in everything. And I swear, I swooned.

After drooling over his delectable derriere my eyes travelled back up and met a pair of chocolate eyes shining with mirth .

My eyes widened and heat creeped up my cheeks.

He gave me that teasing smile and said "like what you see?".

That made me redder if possible and it felt as if my cheeks would melt down from my face. I looked down embarrassed on getting caught, checking his ass out!!

When i looked up to him again, I felt my knees weaken.

He was looking at me, his eyes traveling from head to toe. With dark eyes, so intense.

I cleared my throat and he snapped out of whatever daze he was in. His pupils seemed dilated, and I have no idea, why?!!!

"Uh-- I made breakfast, have some?!"

He said.

I couldn't speak, no, so i just made a noise of approval, "Umhmm".

I sat on a stool at the counter and noticed my surroundings, the kitchen was painted gray as well, with dark granite counters and islands. There were stainless steel appliances. In short, it was perfect.

But one more thing, I noticed, was this guy's love for the black colour. Everything in this cottage was in dark shades of colours. Even his wardrobe consisted of most clothes black or grey.

He turned towards me again with a pan in his hand, and dare i say he looked...edible.

He set some french omelet and toast in two plates and handed one to me. It smelled ,looked so delicious. It was my stomach grumbling in approval, this time.