Stoic, handsome and ruthless businessman, Siddharth Chauhan has been cursed with a past he cannot escape.
"Sell the lake house and marry within 2 years" A single clause threatens everything he has worked hard to achieve. What will he do when he is...
Yesterday Siddharth wasn't home till late. I didn't get a chance to ask him what he had planned for today. I wanted to ask ma to join but I didn't know what he would think about it.
I am making poha again today since he seemed to like it the last time I made it. Shaym will not be here today either. Now I know why. I need to apologise to him later on.
Its 8 when he finally comes downstairs. He is all dressed, looking like a greek god.
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He stops at the base of the stairs to look at me. There is a small smile on his lips which I am sure he doesn't realise.
"G...good morning." I say suddenly feeling insecure about what I have worn
"Morning." he says in a closed tone and takes his seat
"I..Is everything okay?" I ask, suddenly nervous about the change in his mood.
He just looks at me as he takes the first bite. He closes his eye for a brief second before going back to stare at his phone.
I take my seat as I start eating realizing I will not be getting any answers out of him.
"We will leave in half an hour, I have a quick call to make." he says standing up
"O..okay." I say
"You might want to dress up a little." he says leaving me to decide on what exactly he means by dress up a little
After eating I go upstairs to change into something else.
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Once I am downstairs he looks up. His gaze locks on my face before moving down my body. He nods once and turns around to walk through the door.
That's it? Seriously? He didn't even tell me if my outfit matched his idea of dressing up a little. I scoff as I follow him.
He is in the backseat of the car when I arrive. The driver opens the door for me and I thank him with a smile.
