Forbidden lovers

Chapter 3

                                 •Shivam&Siddhi•

As she turned her head, she saw her fiancé, Shivam, sitting in the car , seemingly engrossed in something. She paused for a moment, wondering what he was up to.

To her surprise, Shivam didn't seem to notice her. Instead, he was watching her intently, his eyes sparkling with mischief. He was trying to be discreet, hiding behind a lamppost, but his broad frame made it impossible. Siddhi couldn't help but smile at his antics.

Pretending she hadn't seen him, she continued walking, but with each step, she could feel his gaze following her. She decided to play along, quickening her pace slightly to see if he would follow. Sure enough, Shivam began to move, staying just far enough behind to think he was unseen.

After a few minutes, Siddhi stopped in front of a quaint little café and turned abruptly, catching Shivam off guard. He tried to hide behind a nearby bench, but his efforts were in vain. She walked up to him, an eyebrow raised in mock sternness.

"Shivam, what on earth are you doing?" she asked, crossing her arms.

He straightened up, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. "Oh, just... making sure you're safe," he said, though the twinkle in his eyes betrayed his true intentions.

"Safe? From what exactly?" Siddhi pressed, trying to keep a straight face.

"From all the dangerous... coffee shops?" he ventured, causing her to burst into laughter.

Before she could respond, Shivam stepped closer, his expression softening. "Actually, I just wanted to see you. I missed you," he admitted, his voice sincere.

Siddhi's heart melted at his words. She couldn't stay mad at him, not when he looked at her like that. He reached out and gently brushed a stray lock of hair from her face, his fingers lingering on her cheek.

"You're such a flirt, you know that?" she teased, but her tone was warm.

"I can't help it when it comes to you," he replied, his voice low and earnest. He leaned in and kissed her cheek softly, his lips warm against her skin.

Siddhi felt a pleasant shiver run down her spine. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes meeting his. "Well, you're forgiven. But next time, maybe just call me instead of stalking me?"

Shivam laughed, a sound that made her heart skip a beat. "Deal," he said, wrapping his arm around her waist. "Now, how about we get some coffee?"

She nodded, leaning into him as they walked into the café together. The world outside seemed to fade away as they found a cozy corner, their fingers intertwined. As they sat there, sharing stories and laughter, Siddhi couldn't help but feel grateful for the unexpected charm of her playful, loving fiancé.