Abhiram Singh Rathore
The cold-hearted, handsome, and ruthless multibillionaire CEO of Rathore Industries, the number one company in the industry with numerous other companies under its umbrella. This enigmatic figure, whose name echoes with both ad...
My alarm rudely interrupted my peaceful sleep, and I groaned as I reached out to shut it off. Still half-asleep, I mumbled to myself, "After 5 minutes, I'll wake up." I snuggled into what felt like a combination of a soft and hard pillow, wondering when I even got one. As I opened my eyes, I realized it was Abhiram, and I was sleeping on his chest. Wait, but I remember falling asleep on the couch. How did I end up here? Let's think about it later, Siya. It's your first day here; go and get ready, I said to myself.
Attempting to free myself from Abhiram's grip, I found that it only tightened. After a considerable effort, I finally managed to free myself. As I started to step out of my mattress, the clumsy side of me kicked in. One leg remained caught in the mattress, and despite my attempts to maintain balance, I tumbled off the bed with a loud bump. "Ouch, my bum," I exclaimed, rubbing the sore spot.
The noise I made must have woken Abhiram up, and as he saw me, I managed an awkward smile, revealing my white teeth. Hastily, I got up as fast as I could, but luck wasn't on my side, and I tumbled down again, albeit more carefully this time.
Abhiram, now fully awake, questioned, "What are you doing down here? Don't tell me you sleep on the ground."
"No, I didn't sleep here. I, uh, actually fell down," I confessed, and to my surprise, he burst into laughter. It was the first time I had seen him genuinely laugh, and for a moment, the tension between us dissolved.
"You should laugh more; you look good laughing instead of sulking," I remarked, but my attempt at lightening the mood was met with an immediate return to his cold demeanor.
Undeterred by Abhiram's swift return to his usual reserved self, I decided to focus on getting ready for the day. As I moved towards the bathroom, I couldn't shake off the warmth from witnessing that brief moment of laughter from him.
I pondered on the details of Abhiram's personality. His laughter had been like a fleeting glimpse of a different side, a side I was curious to explore further. However, the walls he had carefully built around himself seemed impenetrable.
I came out from the bathroom, in a bathrobe, and noticed Abhiram engrossed in his work. The palpable tension from the morning's events lingered in the air, prompting me to make an effort to break the silence.
"Good morning," I greeted, trying to keep the atmosphere light.
"Morning," he replied, his gaze briefly meeting mine before returning to his work.
Then, I started getting ready and decided to wear a red plain satin silk saree. Suddenly, the realization hit me - I didn't know how to wear a saree. "What the hell, Siya? Can't you ask bhabhi maa to teach you how to wear a saree? How could you forget such an important thing? tu nah ek no. Ki pagal hi rhegi (I am number 1 crazy)," I scolded myself.
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In a panic, I thought, "Okay, calm down. I can watch a YouTube video, right?" Glancing around the room, I saw that Abhiram had already gone to his gym, so I had the room to myself. After a few tries, I managed to wrap the saree around me, but getting the finishing is not coming, it's like i am wearing a sack.
