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Akriti's pov:
Even after spending half an hour in the closet, i am still unable to decide what to wear. My own clothes are still at my apartment and its rent will be due in a few days too. I need to visit that and take my belongings from there as i dont need that apartment anymore. The clothes which Veer has brought for me are so beautiful but still i am unable to decide what to wear. They are so heavy suits and kurtis which dont feel appropriate for a date. I also have a shelf of western gowns and dresses but i havnt worn that ever in my life. But when the indian outfits dont go accordingly then i finally decide to take a look at the western ones. Upon finding what can be worn by me, i find a black gown which i find very flattering but still a little showy for my taste. I decide to give it a try atleast. I take that gown and go towards the bedroom to change in front of the big mirror. It takes me a few minutes to finally wear it. It is so beautiful. It enhances my curves too well. But its a little showy and i am not that comfortable wearing this as I haven't worn anything like that before.
The slit at the leg is also something very new to me but the neckline is what makes me more confused. It makes my chest way too flattering and my cleavage is also visible. I do want to wear it on the date but still i dont get that confidence. I am still considering when i hear a surprised sound..
"Fuck!!!"
I turn around and notice Veer standing at the door with huge eyes and a shocked expression. I get shy and cross my arms near my chest to hide my visible cleavage from him. Maybe he also didnt like this one on me. He has been with girls much more beautiful and sexy than me. He wont find me attractive its obvious.
"I...I was finding something to wear and I couldnt decide..sooo..so i found this and tried it but ik it doesnt suit me..dont worry i will change it a minute..."
I say this in a haste and hurriedly turn and leave towards the washroom. But big hands engulf me from my back and trap me inside them. He pulls me back towards the bed and makes me lie on the bed. Before i even get the chance to get up or question him, he is on top of me in a fraction of a second and we are facing each other while he is keeping me still under him. I shiver under his gaze and he notices it. I feel shy and avert my gaze but he holds my chin and makes me face him again.
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The Misunderstood Bride
RomanceVeer Malhotra, a 29 year old rude , arrogant , heartless but the so handsome mafia underboss and billionaire businessman of Mumbai who is feared by everyone and has no place for love in his life Akriti, a 23 year old sweet, simple, charming, orpha...