HIS HEALER

CHAPTER 8 ✨

Ojal was just in the moment, the moment where she was in a bliss feeling the command she hold over the choices. For once she wanted to feel the feeling of what it is to be like holding the power on the particular you wanted to behold over how it matters for the one to wear clothes of your choices. She again rejected the finest piece of suit and him being the obedient one today discarded it the same way he did to other fifteen finest pieces in the collection worth lakhs.

No body was observant enough at the moment to witness the event going on, the staff present there was now being more tensed as he did not even liked the best one now they were left with no choice but to present him the finest collection which was tet to be released. Their family was also now done with their shopping as in the ladies buying matching outfits for their spouses as their outfit for the event. One of the staff member made a run on the manager's command who was personally at the service of the most influential peoples of just not the city but of the state and country itself to bring the unrealised collection worth not lakhs but some prices of even crores.

As the staff bought it Orman who was just glancing at the mirror moved his eyes just for a sec to have a look at the commotion but again shifted his attention back to his girl standing at the very back making his decisions. He very well knew why and what she was doing he can read the expressions of her face like a open book's clear words and according to his fine reading it only shows how commendable and hot he was looking trying all those outfits. But he did not made any comment or even a blink which could have made the little bubble of her happiness burst.

He himself was enjoying how she was showing her rights without even asking or knowing about it. They were not in a position to hold rights on each other but unknowingly he did gave her the right to choose for him whether it's just for the moment or the day no one knows but they were allowing themselves to just flow in the moment without breaking it. The staff members lines all the pieces in front of him in a vertical order which deliberately made a straight line of blazers beside him.

"Maan, you almost checked every fine suit and hence you are not satisfied. Now this is the last options and if you did not liked this too than sorry we can not help you brother. Seriously your fashion perfect craving is more dangerous than the fashion craving of this ladies." Orian said sighing on his brother's entics. They all were now sitted beside on the couch placed there. Ojal was still at her place beside the manaquin hidden from their eyes. "Don't worry Bhai if not here we can get it from anywhere else if not anywhere I can always make a customised one but you know it well I do not settle for bare minimum or even bare maximum I AM ORMAN, ORMAN SINGH OBEROI AND THE MONSTER ALWAYS WANTS THE BESTEST OF BEST OR NOTHING." He said the last lines glancing at the figure in the mirror as if portraying a message to her that she is bestest of best for him and no one else has the right to even look at his way the way she does and vice versa.

He took a blazer aligned and wore it in a one swift motion. As she saw his image in the mirror she was spellbound again if he was a brunch in the previous outfits he was whole meal now she slowly nooded her head as if agreeing for this. He nooded to buy in a curtly manner and ask one staff standing to side it in choosed options. They sighed knowing that he was now atleast liking something. He again tried the four following behind but she rejected it there were almost ten pieces aligned from which five was done and give remaining he again moved to try the reaming five from which she choose three more and the last one was where she lost herself.

Lost in his aura. The perfection through which the outfit was sticking to his body highlighting the charm and greekness he was having in his personality. If he was a meal to her before now he was a cuisine a whole perfect grand cuisine to be exact. "Pack the four short listed." The staff did made a run to do their jobs and ormal nodded towards his family who were sitting bored on his antics that he was done "hishh, finallyyyyyy" Naksh exclaimed and they all got up from their places now to their last stop which was food court.