Swetha's pov
" are you awake?" i asked-sitting straight in a seat on the private jet
"yes, did i sleep the whole time" anand asked, rubbing his eyes and i nodded
"you must have been tired-we are about to land, go and freshen up" anand was working overtime for this project for a few days without sleep....so he dozed off the moment we boarded the plane.
we landed in Hyderabad and went to our hotel-after getting familiar with the room and hotel premises anand directly went to have a lunch meeting
"just take the driver with you when you go out" he said cuffing his sleeves buttons, i nodded giving him his work bag
he bent down towards my face and we went in for a peck...."give me a ride" he whispered in my ear his baritone voice sending goosebumps in to my soul, and then straightened up
"what ride?", i was puzzled- it is not like i have my car here, why is he asking me for a ride?
"after my meeting, on that bed" he pointed towards our hotel room and i looked back....what ride on that bed?..."you" my eyes widened, pink color reached my ears-by the time i turned back he was already out of the door...leaving his low laughter echoing in the room.
i relaxed a little and went for a spa treatment-anand was busy the whole day.
Anand's pov
i did plan to go to Hyderabad with swetha sometime but not for honeymoon-now that i am here i want to take this chance to tell her the truth
it has been two days, i promised swetha i will go with her to do touristy things in the city but i couldn't.
we went to eat in restaurant yesterday with difficulty.....the only good thing is that the project is going as i expected....i walked out of the bidding office, along with my assistant and got in to the lift.
someone stopped the doors from closing....just one look is enough to say who this person is
"you are wasting your time by being here, you won't get that bidding" Abhay said in a mocking tone
"then you won't win either" my assistant sharat replied fuming
"sharat!" i glared at him for talking to Abhay and looked ahead-air in the lift almost felt suffocating for sharat at this point due to the coldness coming from both the men beside him
"why are you glaring at him? look at me-fight with me" Abhay said
"don't mix up professional and personal feelings" i replied in a cold tone
"why shouldn't i? you started it first....you should have come at me if you wanted revenge but you snatched my girlfriend...now you want to snatch my project" Abhay pushed his hands in to his pockets
"yes, because they were never yours to begin with" i snickered
"you!" Abhay held my collar
"ha, let's see who they belong to at the last" i removed his hand from my collar
"just for swetha's sake...i am not punching a hole in to your face" i replied....the lift reached to the first floor and i got out followed by my assistant.
"are you saying your wife still loves me?" he shouted- i could see a smirk on his face
"nope, she will feel bad for her husband, if he go to jail after punching a NOBODY" i smiled looking at his changing angry face as the lift doors closed.
coming out of the company...it is still afternoon, i have spared a whole day today to spend with my wife.
i went to the hotel, freshened up took swetha and we went to the light and sound show at night-after the show we were walking slowly in the street...her hand entangled with mine...cool summer night breeze blowing on my face.
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