MANNAT : His desire

ZAMAR AND SANAM'S BET

Third person POV-

Zamar and sanam left the cabin. Both of them are annoyed with the fact that they have to spend a day together.
But zamar is slightly happy that this is his chance to annoy the hell out of her.

He isn't always like this, despite what this chudail think of him, he is quite a gentleman but something about this girl brings out the mischievous self in him.
Brings out the self who wants to push her buttons for better or for worse even he don't know…

Or maybe it's the fact that zamar like the red on her nose and on her neck whenever she is angry and thinking of the ways she can kill him in his sleep..

His eyes immediately falls on her..
Half of her hairs are down and half of them are tied . Few strands are falling on her face.. and no matter how much she tried to put them behind her ears..
They still stays the same in her face..

Looking at her zamar felt the urge to just open the rest of her hairs and mess them up. Just to annoy her.

Both of them walked towards his car , sanam still refused to look him in the eye maybe she is pretending that he is not here..

Maybe if she would act like he in not here he would do the same and the rest of the day will go simply..

Zamar sits on the driver side and not wanting to sit beside him , sanam sits behind him.

"Excuse me aage aake baitho I am not your driver.." he look at her through the mirror.

She closed her eyes, no way any second will go simply with this man , let alone a whole day, then she opened her eyes 

"I know , mai tumhe kabhi apna driver rakhungi bhi nhi, I would rather have you as a watchman."

He was about to say something when sanam cuts him off 
"If we are going to do this, I need you to stay shut.. "

He nods, look ahead..and start driving.
"As if I would ever want to talk to you."

They both went to the showroom of their company, the plan is simple , their boss decided to give Mr. Singhania and vally a dress for the party .

So they have to decide which one of it is going to be..
First they decide to shop for vally and enters the ladies showroom..

All the dresses seems either bland or too shiny or loud..

Sanam decided to look for something, subtle yet graceful and zamar decided to look for something shiny yet beautiful.

Few times their eyes clash with eachother but then they ignore each other..

Zamar had his entire focus on the dresses when he heard sanam's loud voice, he turned around and found her hugging a guy, his hands suddenly gets too tight around the dresses

His thoughts are simple, 
he don't want her hands around this guy's neck..
He rather prefer his hands..

And NO he is not jealous..

"Hey Rehan, oh my god how are you ?"

She says as she gets away from the guy named Rehan..

He smiles at her as push one of her strand behind her ears..
Sanam didn't even feel uncomfortable 
It's like she is used to it.

Zamar didn't like this fact one bit.

This guy looks a bit familiar but before his can process his thought he heard his reply.

"Perfectly fine..Janeman tu bata?"

'Janeman ?'

'JANEMAN ?'
Who the hell is he calling janeman ?