When We Meet 2

Chapter 2

"Yes Yes pariniti , I'm going to the Sehgal office now , it's miles away from here. I'll go partly in train and then will catch an auto or something " Bela yelled in phone while packing her stuff in a bag.

"Send me the pic of bouquets bela darling " girl on the other side chuckled.

"Bahut haseen hai , don't cast an evil eye" Bela said forwarding the pictures of the beautiful bouquets she made.

After travelling half the distance in train she caught an auto for the remaining distance to reach the office.

"Ma'am, I would like to deliver this ordered bouquets." Bela said to the receptionist.

"Rhea ma'am is in charge of this department. I'll call her , you please wait" Receptionist gave a welcoming smile.

Within minutes rhea came radiating her sobo girl energy all over the waiting room. The flashy leggings and crop top made her fashion game top notch. Exhibiting all her teeth , she smiled at bela she patted her shoulder , "Dinesh uncle's daughter right? Bela sharma? I know! Bela they scheduled an emergency meeting ,I would have to attend it shortly , please go to fifth floor , 3rd room and place it there. Here's the payment cheque"

"Yeah fine!" Bela folded the cheque and slipped it inside her pocket.

Bela's POV

Though I grinned 'its fine' , it wasn't fine in reality. Now I have to go there for giving these three bouquets. The vibe itself of Rhea was disturbing and gut churning , "Hatred at first sight" Why can't she just take it to whoever it concerns? Oh bloody dumbass! Cursing my fate , I took the lift. To be honest, I hate being in lift , I'm afraid I guess. On reaching the specified floor ,  getting out of the lift , I found the whole floor to be void. Maybe it's their store room. As I opened the room , bunches of spider web fell in front of me along with the creeking voice of door piercing through my ears creating much startle.  I took steps progressively keeping the eerie feelings in my mind in abeyance. The only source of light illuminating the whole giant room was a small air hole. To my shock , I found a human figure behind the table beside. Suppressing the yell from terror , I stood thinking it might be someone from the office.
When I was about to turn placing the bouquets , the voice ringed beside me radiating from the human figure most probably.

"What?"

"Bouquets for function" My voice was filled with overwhelming anxiety.

"Nice to meet you daughter of Mr.Dinesh Sharma" he might have been smiling while telling this.
"Now if you don't mind , please turn , I would like to give a proposal" he continued.

Proposal?? My mind was more muddled than the words in jumbling games.

"Arey , I won't marry you , why the hell I have to marry someone whom I don't even know , I'm not this ordinary flower girl who'll fall for city boy---" before I completed my sentence , he grabbed me by my arm towards him. Him in front of the peep hole in the room and me in front of him , the sunlight blinding my eyes.

He was nothing of sort of what I expected. The chiseled face and the pointed jaws...the stubble beard embellishing the jaw and the keen look from his eyes. That moment was a stand still for me , if given a choice , I would like to be held in that embrace forever stopping the time from passing. But my trance was broken when he loosened the grip , making my butt hit the floor.

"Ouch , you made me fall down!" I yelled in pain.

"Who the hell told I'm here for marriage proposal!" His voice filled with rage but eyes mesmerized.

"You told proposal na?" I was sitting in the floor cross legged all set to argue.

"Are you nuts or don't you have English vocabulary?" His hands struck his head showcasing the frustration.

"I'm not a native English speaker , I'm from India not from Europe. And don't dare to call me Nuts!" I roared.

He suddenly sat on his knees.

"What will you do if I call you one?" He whispered crawling forward towards me. Asking the same question again and again , he crawled so close to me that now my hair blew in his hot breathe , his glance piercing through my eyes and his lips , a centimetre away from mine.

Never have I ever felt the intense stimulation to kiss someone. This guy was so hot and there existed something that attracts my soul onto him like a magnet. Ayy Bela , this is you getting horny , not love. I turned my face away to brush off his glance but in vain.

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