"Mohabbatein" is a story that holds a special place in my heart. CEO Abhimanyu Khanna and designer Ananya Rajput are poles apart in their personalities and mindsets. However, destiny had its own plans and brought them together at a family function...
As I laid on the bed, I just slept with my champ Raj, who was cuddling me. With the voice of Shraddha, I woke up, and she told me we had arrived in Goa. Then I went to the washroom, got freshened up, and changed into a different set of clothes and then, we all came down from the jet, not before thanking the staff as always. Raj was also awake, and by looking at him, it seemed like he was totally ready to explore Goa.
Then we saw all the Khanna's also coming down from the jet, and from another, Kriti and Mihir with their friends. My eyes went to Abhimanyu, looking sensually hot as always. I was getting jealous as some girls were also looking at him, especially since his top two buttons were giving a perfect view of his broad chest and his Adam's apple, which was giving chills to my bones. He was carrying Adi in his arms, and then he saw me. Ahhhh, not again! He caught me checking him out. Why, Annaya, why do you always make yourself embarrassed?
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Abhimanyu's out fit
We came out of the airport and saw black Rolls-Royce cars waiting with full security. Some media were also standing there as always; they got the news. The guards started loading our luggage, and everyone was sitting in the cars one by one. Then my phone rang, and it was Bhai calling, so I went to some corner as there was so much noise.
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My favorite car
As we landed in Goa, we came down, and Adi was sleeping, so I took him in my arms. Then, I only wanted to see one face, as you all know. I saw her, and she was already looking at me-no, checking me out. When her eyes met mine, she realized that I saw her checking me out, and a smirk came to my lips.
But then I noticed she had changed her clothes and was now looking even more gorgeous in that dress. Her milky legs were making me feel hot, and on top of that, her hair was tied in a messy bun with a few strands flowing, adding to her beauty. On the other side, I was getting jealous of how people were gawking at her. I felt an urge to go and hold her by the waist and tell all those bastards that she is mine, but no, I can't do this.
