Let's meet again for the first time.
Her mother shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "Who will marry you now, when people get to know you were left by Vikram?" Before I could even process what I was doing, the words left my mouth.
"I wil...
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AARAV'S POV
I ring the bell. I don't think I have ever felt this excited about anything in my life. From the moment I woke up today, I couldn't wait to see her. I wait for a few moments, tapping my foot impatiently. What's taking her so long. After what feels like an eternity, I hear the sound of footsteps approaching. The door opens, and my eyes land on Anika. She looks surprised to see me, and then her expression change to an irritated one, "what are you doing here? It's not even seven yet!" My eyes rome on her body, freely, she's still in her pajamas, I can't help but appreciate the way her curves are accentuated in those thin pajamas, I want to pull her into my arms and feel her against me, but the small panda print, make me feel weird for thinking such vulgar thoughts. Plus she would beat me up if I tried to do anything, and I will never stop her, at least that way she would be touching me. I smirk a little, enjoying her irritated expression. "Is that how you greet your husband, my firecracker?" Her face turns red and I hold back a laugh, "Don't call me that!" She says, "Okay firecracker." I reply, pulling her leg, her eyes widen and mouth falls open, "You-" But she's cut off by Aunty, "Aarav!" She exclaims, "Let him in Anika." She says, Anika rolls her eyes and I smirk as she gets aside to let me through. I brush my hand against her intentionally, loving how my small touches affect her so much.
"How are you aunty?" I ask. "I am fine beta. Thank you for visiting me." She smiles. I nod. "I will leave you two alone." She announces, "there's no need for that Mumma." Anika exclaims, holding her mother, too tight I guess, "I wasn't asking you." Aunty narrows her eyes at Anika, Anika's eyes begging her to stay, I smirk at her antics, Aunty pulls her hand away from Anika's grip and goes back into her room. Now it's just her and me. "What you scared of being alone with me?" I smile, "Firecracker" I add to annoy her. Anika's eyes shoot daggers at me, her irritation evident as I smirk at her. "You're insufferable." She mutters, "And you're beautiful." I say before I can think anything. Her eyes widen, shocked by my words, then she shakes her head, and look down at herself, "Stop teasing me." She says, her eyes shooting daggers at me. I shrug. But I mean it, I don't say that out loud obviously.
"Now that you've met Mumma, you can leave." She says. I step near her, tucking a strand of hair behind her ears, my fingers lingering there more than necessary, "Seems like you are still not awake Anika." I whisper in her ear, "I wasn't here for Aunty, I am here for you." I stand straight looking into her eyes, "Remember you're going to serve me for a week?" I smirk, "what I could possibly not forget that my firecracker." Her eyebrows furrow and she exhales deeply closing her eyes, "first of all, stop calling me that," She opens her eyes, "and secondly, I remember, what do you want me to do?" She says, "my lord?" She adds, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
I chuckled at her sarcasm, always enjoying her fiery spirit. "Such a smart mouth," I remark, my eyes flickering with amusement. "Wait for me here." I order, "But-" Before she could complete her sentence I walk out of the house, and indicate my bodyguard to bring it in. I sense her right behind, always so curious, I smile to myself. I order them to keep it in her room, "what's that?" She whisper.
"You definitely know better than me Anika." I answer simply. "A canvas?" She answers, her tone questioning, I nod. "Why?" She says, her voice so small. Because you wanted to become a painter. You've always dreamt of it. And you truly hold a talent for it, even at mere age of ten you could impress Maa and she has an eye for art, she loves going to auctions, buying it, gallery displays. And life may have come between you and your dreams but I will fight everyone and everything for seeing her achieving what she wants, for her success. She deserves that. And so much more.
"You're not to question anything," I lift her face using my finger I placed under her chin, "my firecracker." She huffs. I look at my bodyguard bringing art supplies. I stand up straight, removing her hairpin in the process, her hair fall over her shoulder, her eyes widen, "make me a painting Anika." I mumble, her cheeks grow red, Her expression is a mixture of surprise and annoyance, and I can practically see the gears turning in her mind as she tries to figure out what I have in store for her.
"But-" she began, but I interrupt her with a firm look. "No buts," I say, my tone brooking no argument. "I want you to paint for me, anything you want, Anika. And you will do as I say." I command. Without waiting for her reply I walk towards the door, I can't wait to see what she creates, whatever it would be, I would cherish it with all my heart. My steps falter, I turn around to look at her, "Do it with a smile Anika." I say, softly. "And send me a picture, probably a selfie, when you start." I smirk seeing her turn red, probably with anger, but that shade suits her a lot.
Author's note: She's furious and I find it funny, how was the chapter, let me know in comment section, also don't forget to vote! Love:)
