Her Dangerous Obsession

Chap 9 - The Perfect Plan

Anaisha’s POV

I returned from that cafe sometime ago, and came straight into washroom to clean myself.

I took a look at myself in the mirror, and my eyes instantly got filled with disgust upon looking at my condition.

My beautiful white was badly stained with the mud and dirt, and my overall appearance, which always used to look perfect, classy and elegant, today looked so pathetic.

My hands curled into tight fists, and eyes turned cold, yet, a satisfaction was lingering in my heart.

Steam curled lazily against the mirror in the washroom, as I slid deeper into the warm water. The scent of rose salts filled the air, but it couldn’t mask the disgust crawling over my skin.

That filthy kid. His sticky hands had clutched at me earlier, when I gave him a candy. I wanted to retch. My whole body screamed to scrub myself raw, but I controlled the urge, because I knew, Adhrit was watching me all along. I had smiled instead — smiled sweetly, smiled warmly — like some saintly angel.

But inside, the feeling was worse, I was dying from inside.

I closed my eyes, tilting my head against the porcelain edge of the bathtub.

Adhrit.

Just whispering his name in my mind made the earlier moments replay vividly.

The way he leaned closer, hesitant yet attractive. The way his hand brushed my cheek, wiping away that smudge. The way his deep voice whispered beautifully near me.

My skin prickled, not with disgust this time, but with a strange, wild shiver. I couldn’t explain it. No one had ever looked at me like that. Not as the heiress of the Mehrotra Empire. Not as the untouchable Anaisha Mehrotra, the arrogant girl. But simply, as a girl — a girl, who was worth admiration.

For the first time, someone’s admiration hadn’t been bought. It wasn’t about power. It wasn’t about my father’s empire. It was just him. Just Adhrit.

I inhaled, and I could still smell him — the blend of roses and sandalwood that clung to his shirt. That fragrance had wrapped around me, when he stood close. For a second, I desperately wanted the time to freeze.

And the best part of today? He agreed to be my friend.

Finally. A name for our connection. A bond, however small. A beginning. A foothold for me to climb higher into his life.

My obsession was no longer a secret, not even to myself. The madness burned brighter with each passing hour. And now, my only goal was to make him mine.

Even this friendship of us, of course, it wasn’t luck. Nothing about Adhrit could be won through diamonds or money. I had studied him long enough, followed him quietly, sent my men to keep watch. I knew his Sunday routines, I knew, he usually likes to visit temple on Sundays, I knew his softness, his weakness — his kindness.

So I staged it all today. The candies. The children. The selfless act. I hated every second, standing amidst those ragged brats, but I bore it. Because when Adhrit’s eyes softened as he watched me… every ounce of my disgust became worth it.

With this, I got lost into the memories of today morning, when I planned this all.

Flashback

I was sitting in the balcony, my gaze fixed on the rising sun.

"Next move..", I whispered, gripping the armrest of the couch, until my knuckles turned white. "I can’t let him slip away so easily. Not now. Not ever. He is mine."