Book-1
THE MONSOON LOVE SERIES
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AARYA SHEKHAWAT
She's a remarkable businesswoman. Known for her cold, intimidating, and dominant demeanor in the business world. She holds a unique position as the only female entrepreneur with s...
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"Are you really going to marry him?"
It took me several seconds to comprehend the meaning of his question. But as soon as I understood the inference, I immediately turned towards him. My face morphed into an expression of disbelief and surprise, clearly taken aback by his statement. He was talking about me and Ajay.
But how? Is he secretly stalking me?
Or did he hear Aditya Malhotra talking about this marriage thing?
So this is why I was feeling a stare on me at that time. He saw us talking. He heard us talking.
But why? Was he trying to eavesdrop?
My brain was fogging with an n-number of questions, but none seemed to make sense. Out of all the people I want to find out about this arrangement, he was nowhere among them. I never wanted him to know about this, ever. The reason being..... I don't know.
Maybe because he is just an employee and has no personal involvement in my life.
Liar!!
I'M NOT LYING!!!!
Liar, liar, liar.
Get lost right now!!
......
So, as I was saying, he is just my employee and nothing else. So why should he know about this? Right.
Right?
I looked at him as my attention shifted to his appearance. His state looked totally different from what I saw during the event. His hair was all messed up, like it was continuously pulled on. His eyebrows were frowning whereas his eyes were bloodshot. His cheeks were flushed red, but not that kind of red that coats his cheeks when he laughs. It was different. It felt different. His clothes also looked tousled. Overall, he looked like he just survived a huge thunderstorm. But the weather was clear today.
Nothing was making sense to me at that moment. Everything was just bubbling up inside my mind, disabling me from processing the situation. My mind was a mess, and the look in his eyes was making me choke. I don't know why or how, but seeing the ocean of sorrow, pain, and agony in his beautiful amber eyes was doing something to me. I felt like someone is crushing my heart, or-or like someone was choking me so hard, making my eyes stink with tears on the brink of falling. My brain was in havoc, too exhausted to unravel the commotion inside my body.
I was feeling a heavy load on my chest, which started feeling heavier with each passing second. His eyes were making me feel guilty for my actions, when I knew I have done nothing to plead so. A lump formed in my throat. I don't know what was happening to me or why I was reacting to it this way. But it takes everything in me to not rush to him and take him in my embrace while slowly reassuring him with all the softness and care that he deserves.
