SANCHI SINHA
20-year-old epitome of beauty and brains. With a multifaceted personality, Sanchi excels in academics, sports, and wins hearts with her kindness. As a college topper, she's admired by all, not just for her intellect, but for her compass...
Abhimanyu called out her name, but received no response. He placed the mug on the table and began walking towards his room, when the sound of the shower caught his attention. He halted, knowing Sanchi was bathing. He retreated and sat on the sofa, sipping his coffee while reading the newspaper. After a while, Sanchi entered the hall, fully dressed in a stunning white suit with a dupatta elegantly draped around her neck. A small bindi adorned her forehead, complementing her nude lipstick. She looked like a celestial princess who had descended upon earth.
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Abhimanyu couldn't help but gaze at her in awe. As she approached him, she snapped her fingers in front of his eyes, breaking the spell. He returned to reality, feeling a bit embarrassed at being caught staring.
"You're looking so pretty, Sanchi," Abhimanyu gathered the courage to say.
Sanchi's face turned pink as she blushed.
"Where are you going?" Abhimanyu asked, curiosity getting the better of him.
"Not me, but us. We both are going now. Get up fast!" Sanchi said, her tiny hand grasping his muscular arm, trying to pull him up.
"Arre, wait!" Abhimanyu protested, still seated.
He finally stood up, towering over Sanchi. "Where are we going? First, tell me," he asked, his eyes locked on hers.
"No, it's a surprise. Go take a shower first," Sanchi said, pushing him towards the bathroom.
"Sanchi, it's 9 a.m. on a Sunday! It's too early," Abhimanyu protested.
"No, go right now," Sanchi demanded, her voice firm.
Left with no choice, Abhimanyu reluctantly headed to the bathroom. Sanchi sat down on the sofa, reading the newspaper as the clock ticked away.
At 9:30, She knocked on the door "Abhi? You there? Are you done?" Sanchi called out, her voice tinged with anticipation.
Abhimanyu opened the door, having just stepped out of the shower. His hair was still wet, and water droplets trickled down his muscular body. The only cloth on his body was a towel draped around his waist, accentuating his chiseled physique. He looked smolderingly hot, his eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief.
Sanchi's gaze swept over him, taking in every detail from head to toe. Her eyes widened, and she let out a soft shriek as she quickly turned around, her face flushing with a mix of embarrassment and admiration. "Ehhhhhhhhhhhh, Abhimanyu! How can you open the door in this condition?" Sanchi exclaimed.
"You were banging on the door, I thought you had some important work," Abhimanyu replied with a smirk.
"Yeah, I did have, but don't you have any shame?" Sanchi shot back, her face flushing.
"I am not naked, Sanchi," Abhimanyu said, his tone playful. "And before you came to my house, I used to roam around without-"
Sanchi cut him off, her voice firm. "Shut up! I don't want to hear anything, you pervert!"
"You were the one who was looking at me like you were going to fuck me through your eyes, and now you're calling me a pervert? Strange," Abhimanyu said, his voice laced with amusement.
"Go inside, Abhi, right now!" Sanchi demanded, her voice firm.
As the door closed, Sanchi turned around, her back against the door, separating the two. She leaned against the door and called out, "Abhi, do you have any traditional clothes with you?"
Abhimanyu leaned in from the other side of the door, his voice muffled. "Yeah, I have one. I bought a kurta set last year on Diwali. Why are you asking?"
"Please wear that," Sanchi said, her voice firm, before turning and walking away, leaving Abhimanyu wondering what was going on.
Ten minutes later, Abhimanyu emerged, wearing a crisp white kurta that accentuated his chiseled features. He looked eternally handsome, and Sanchi couldn't help but stare.
"Oh my God, handsome desi munda!" Sanchi exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with admiration.
Abhimanyu smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Where are we going?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.
Sanchi winked mischievously. "Secret."
They both got into the car, and Sanchi began guiding him through the streets. After a while, they halted near a location. Abhimanyu looked at the place, then at Sanchi, who gave him a big, cute smile.
