From Fangirl To His Wife

43. Is the Night.

"Why did you leave me alone in the studio?!", Nami stomps herself into the toilet, pouting as she walks towards the sink, standing beside Bondita.

"I didn't, you idiot. I need to go to the toilet"

"Kai asked me to find you, he wants you to be in the studio while they photograph those directors. I don't know why.... but I kind of feel that they are really liking that Mr. RC. Is he someone important or something in India? Do you have any idea?", Nami twirls her fingers into her hair, thinking as she looks up.

Bondita gives her a hesitant smile , looking at Nami though the mirror, "Why do you say so?"

"I was hanging out with a few Indian staffs just now and they mentioned that he is actually quite well-known with his work. I'm surprised you don't know", Nami tilts her head as she turns to look at bondita.

"I don't know. I don't have any idea." Saying that bondita came out from the washroom.

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"Okay, let's try sitting down now, two of you stand at the back while the other two sit on the chair. Let's see if it looks better this way", the female photographer instructs all four male directors who are currently being photographed, arranging them accordingly for the shoot.

Bondita walked into the studio, feeling lost as everyone's attention is at the on-going photoshoot at the huge white backdrop. Nami dragged her all the way to the crowd, finding the perfect spot to watch the photoshoot.

"Ohooo, they are so good looking, this is insane. Was Mister Hisashi this good looking or the leather jacket doing its magic?", Nami gasps as she spotted Mister Hisashi, the 35-year-old director that has been working with them for so many years. He looks entirely different compared to his usual brown slacks and cotton t-shirt-his usual bland work attire for so many years.

Bondita's eyes shifted to Mister Hisashi, who has been smiling as he listens to the instructions on how to pose in front of the camera. It seems like he is having a hard time but then certainly, the staff is making everyone's job easy and enjoyable.

Each and every staff member in the studio is giving their ultimate support, making sure their work is done without any complication. Everyone seems to be so light-hearted, helping one another without feeling burdened. There is not even a slight tension in the air-it is such a wonderful working environment.

Well, except for Anirudh and her.

Bondita feels her entire body froze when she spotted Anirudh looking at her attentively. The way he sits on the chair casually, leaning forward as he rests his elbows on his thighs, eyes sharply on her. Her breathing stopped; it feels as if she is caged by the way his pair of sharp eyes staring at her intently. She gulps slowly as she finds herself not able to move as their eyes look at each other, seemingly lost in their longing and mixed emotions.

Suddenly, Anirudh winked at her as he flashed a knowing smirk-as if telling her that he knows the effect he has on her. Bondita was caught off guard, a sudden rush of heat travels all the way to her face making her cheeks rosy pink. Unconsciously, she feels herself getting flustered and a shy smile begins to curve on her lips making her look down, trying to hide her face. She quickly turns around, pinching the bridge of her nose as she blows her cheeks.

"Bondita, why are you all.... red? Oh my god, you're blushing!!", Nami just had to scream it loud for the whole studio to hear. Bondita quickly put a hand over her mouth, silencing her as she smiles innocently towards the staff that have turned to look at them.

"You want to die?", bondita whispered lowly.

Nami jerked away from bondita's grip, gasping for air as she straightened her light brown blouse. "Answer me, why were you blushing all of a sudden?"