"Rudra Malhotra naam toh suna hoga ?"
Rudra is the epitome of charisma-outgoing, charming, and unabashedly playful. He has an infectious laugh and a quick wit that makes him the life of the party. His flirty nature often leads to playful banter and...
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I was shocked at first when she welcomed me with her most beautiful and gorgeous smile. I didn't know what happened to her suddenly but her change was making my heart flutter. The way she was welcoming me, taking my bag, making me sit on one sofa and giving me water felt like she was my wife.
Thought of her being my wife sent a shiver to my spine and satisfaction settled inside my heart. I will not deny the attraction towards her from the day my eyes caught her. The way she moves, the way she speaks, the way she walks, the way she gets angry and the way she is just amazed me and made me turn on by just her one glare.
I have seen a lot of women in life but she is different. She is not like others who pretend to behave like angels but hide demons inside. She was the real angel at heart who tried to show her a demon. Even if she is the demon then she belongs to hell; me.
She was the siren of my darkest seas, a tempest I would sail through fire and fury just to hear her song.
I intentionally stand in front of her room door to tease her. I was not even talking to Ayesha just pretending to but I was shocked when she wore that dress. I don't know what was more hot; her dress or her. She was looking like a fucking death lord who just wanted to take away by soul.
She was a raven cloaked in shadows, her black dress a veil of night that whispered secrets of temptation. In that moment, I became the storm, yearning to sweep through her calm and seize the very breath from her lips, as if in that kiss, I could bind her soul to mine, dancing on the edge of peril and desire.
I just wanted to kiss her, pinned her against the elevator. The silence was not just silence but a sexual tension that was building inside me. I ran towards my car to calm myself down. I really messed up with her by not giving attention and I don't want to involve Ayesha in my plan. Just because she is my friend doesn't mean I will use her to make another girl jealous. It will degrade her value and she is too precious for that game. I was just ignoring ruhanika and giving more attention to ayesha.
I laughed when she decided to choose a lame excuse to sit in the passenger seat. I smirked internally when she was trying to be involved in our conversation but as usual I was ignoring her. To be honest, I don't want to make her feel insecure about herself but I just want her to accept what she feels. She always runs away from the situation instead of facing them and this time I want her to burst out on me and pour everything on me. My plan was not just to make her left out, insecure or make her angry but to realise her feelings.
I know, maybe my way was a little cruel but my intentions were not. Those are not men who choose to make their girls jealous. If your man knows your insecurity still he is making you jealous then that's wrong. Fuck, ignoring her was hurting me. I just wanted to touch her, hear her, stare at her for hours but I knew that would not lead to her accepting her feelings.
We were shopping at a mall for Ayesha, but actually I wanted to buy some stuff for ruhanika.
"Rudra, tell me ?" Ayesha questioned breaking my trance as I was looking for a dress.
