Rajveer really likes to keep his life in order and doesn't like anything that messes it up. But when his mom insists he spend the summer with a woman she introduces him to, Rajveer has no choice. Even though he didn't want to, he ends up caught in a...
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Bidding Siya Bhabhi good night, i entered the huge room. I shut the door without locking it as Rajveer has not came yet.
And then the realisation hit me. I will be sharing this room with him.
Oh my god, i will be share this room with a man. With a handsome, hot man. Man who is my fiance. Man I am supposed to lurk and attract. Man I am attracted to.
Calming down my racing heart, I took few deep breath. My cheeks burnt hot and i couldn't help but think about his reaction towards me earlier at the train station.
I am pretty sure he find me hot and attractive from his expressions, the way his eyes dipped lower towards my chest. And the way his eyes lingered more than required on my legs.
A shiver ran down my spine as a pleasant wind hit me, and came out of my day dreaming.
Blinking a few times, I shook my head and looked around the room, scanning through it.
To be honest this room was my least favorite room in the entire house so far.
Though I was not complaining or anything, this room is already bigger than any place I had ever lived in, probably bigger than the rooms at the 5 star hotel that I worked at.
The walls were painted with a dark greyish-blue colour, which could be mistaken for black.
The dark colour gave me an uneasy feeling, the energy felt depressed and sab. No wonder Rajveer ji is sad and lonely, anyone living in this dark cell would be.
If it had been my room, it would have painted it with lighter colours. Maybe light blue or maybe cream colour would be great too.
I shook my head, as it wasn't my room and i shouldn't dream about something which was nearly impossible.
Scanning through the room, my brows frowned as looked at the empty walls. Not a single photograph adorned the wall,nor was there a trace of any decorative pieces.
The room lacked the warmth of personal touches.
"Don't rich people decorate their houses with expensive things?" I wondered as I roamed around the room.
My gaze fell on the huge king sized bed lying in the corner of the room touching the wall. It was so big, probably thrice the size of my own bed back in Ramghar.
My attention then shifted to a small purple couch positioned beside the bed. It almost touched the bed, leaving a significant amount of space in the room untouched.
My frown deepend looking at the condition of the room. All the furniture was cluttered in small place at the corner of the room leaving the entire room empty.
"There is so much space in the room; why is everything clustered in a small area?" I thought to myself.
Sighing in disappointment, I decided to take the matters in my own hands.
