THE SHADOW'S OBSESSION

The Realization

I was shaking when I came back from the library thinking about "what the hell" just happened?
I still can't believe that my stalker was here, and he had me pinned against that wall.. sorry, what??? I was scared, tbh but I was equally thrilled with anticipation... not the type of feeling I thought I would experience. I never expected this type of confrontation from him. Someone who has been watching me since one whole year one only to land straight right at me at my own fucking college!!??

I quickly made my way back to the seminar hall and my eyes looked for Dixit. My eyes darted towards her as though I was trying hard to not look at anyone except her. She immediately looks my way and tries to study me, but before she could say anything, we are asked to assemble near the corridors.

Looking around, I was again aware of the whole surrounding and how I cannot explain everything to her at this moment. I have to wait. I have to wait for this ceremony to end. But inadvertently my eyes move towards the elevator, looking for him.

Somehow, calming myself down, I approach Dixit and try telepathically to convey my anxious thoughts to her in a hope that either she will understand or else she will understand. But after studying my expression for a few moments, the edges of her lips tug up in amusement. "Why..... Agarwal?, Why does your gaze keep darting towards the elevator with such hopefulness? As for someone who claims to not give a fuck about who's coming and want to end this whole thing as soon as possible, you're undeniably excited? Also, how come this change only occured after you went to go bring the thali? What are you hiding Agarwal?"

I part my lips to deny her claim, only for the excuses to evaporate on my tongue. She knows me too well. Damn it. There's no way I could look her in the eye and lie to
her. "I need to tell you something.. more like about someone," I say instead. "But trust me, you need to wait for all this to end. I can't - "

My words die out as soon as I hear the elevator bells ding in anticipation of arrival of our guest. Fuck.
The breath rushes out of my lungs, leaving me lightheaded as I stare at the entrance. Every thought fades away until there's nothing left but him.

RYAN FUCKING MALHOTRA.

He fills the room like no one else. Even though there are three other men with him (Two probably being the assistant and the third one Shaurya himself) my eyes are completely fixated on the large man with broad shoulders, big hands, awesome height (um, may be, 6 feet) whose suit is probably tailor-made and closely fitted to his form in a shade of navy blue so rich it almost screams royalty, a white shirt underneath and a pretty pink tie (fuck toxic masculinity.. someone should see him wearing the tie, like the colour actually is made for him! No joking. Surprisingly the pink matches the pink in my saree, a small minute detail, which needs to be ignored but for some reason I can't) with shiny classic cap toe Oxford boots, he looks immaculate.

Flawless, infact. After ogling him for a hot second I direct my gaze towards his face, he is undeniably handsome, with chiseled features, and a strong jawline accentuating his masculinity but the oddity that catches my attention were his eyes. Those icy-dark hazel green eyes. NO WAY. I try to sound confident but even when every fibre of my being is screaming that the person in the library was him, I couldn't bring myself to understand.. why of all people would he be there? I might have considered being mistaken but I cannot dare to wear of the intensity of those eyes. Just the same way, they are concentrated on me NOW. Um, WTF? ME? Is he looking at me. Like for real?

Ryan frowns as recognition slips over his handsome
face that I might have acknowledged his earlier encounter and presence. My eyes widen at the fervency of the situation, and my lips part, but I immediately close them because nothing comes out of my mouth, other than a hint of a polite smile (But I'm highly positive, the smile did not make it to my face) and a mask of confusion that I tried to wear.