Advika's POV
"Come on, Barbie, let's go partyyyyy!"
"Ahhh!"
A small yelp escaped my lips as Arya burst into the room singing the Barbie song and playfully smacked my butt.
She doubled over laughing at my startled reaction.
"I bet you were expecting Shravan, weren’t you?" she teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes. I could feel my cheeks and ears turning red.
"What?" she asked, feigning innocence. "Why do you guys react like you don’t do Ilu Ilu?"
Flustered, I turned away and busied myself with the wardrobe, hoping she wouldn’t read my expression.
"Arrey yaar, I was just teasing!" she said, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Okay, I won’t say anything if it makes you uncomfortable."
"No, it’s fine. I’m just a bit shy," I lied, still avoiding her gaze.
"Okay," she said softly.
Suddenly, her touch disappeared. Thinking I might have offended her, I turned around to find her sprawled across the bed, flailing her arms and legs like a jellyfish.
She looked adorable, but I couldn’t help wondering what she was up to.
"You know, it’s only because of you that I’m here," she said, grinning. "Shravan is so possessive about his things—he never lets me touch anything here."
I stifled a giggle.
"Since childhood, I’ve always snuck into his room when he wasn’t around and done something to drive him crazy, making him pull his hair"
She laughed, hopping off the bed and touching everything she could reach—even me.
She thinks I’m his possession, but only Shravan and I know the truth.
"You really enjoy teasing him, don’t you?" I asked, amused.
"A lot!" she exclaimed. "We’ve been fighting since the womb!"
I laughed along with her.
"So, what have you packed for the trip?" she asked, eyeing my bag.
"Just T-shirts, jeans, and co-ords," I replied.
"Isn’t that what you wear at home?" she said, giving my loose pajamas and T-shirt a pointed look.
"You’re going on your honeymoon, dude. Pack something sexy."
I gulped nervously.
"Move aside. Let me pack your bag," she ordered, diving into my wardrobe.
Before I could protest, she started pulling out dress after dress.
"You haven’t even worn these yet!" she exclaimed, holding up some lingerie and silky nightwear. "You’re newlyweds! What exactly are you guys doing at night? Frying bhajiyas?"
She shook her head when I stayed silent.
"Where’s the other suitcase?" she asked, glancing around.
"It’s enough, Arya. We have to carry all of this ourselves," I said.
"Let your husband play coolie," she giggled, stuffing two more suitcases full of dresses, makeup, and jewelry.
Ahh, that's a nice idea. I didn't stop her when she stuffed two more suitcases with every possible kind of dress, makeup, and jewelry.
Just then, we heard a soft knock on the door, and a helper came with two cups of coffee.
"Perfect timing!" Arya chirped, plopping onto the bed in an Indian-style sitting position and patting the spot beside her. "Come, think of it as your room!"
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Queen of the Beast (CEO's Possession)
RomanceShe believed he was helping with her mother's medical expenses out of kindness... But then he asked for something in return. A deal which turned her entire life upside down. ~~~~~~ Advika thought she had left her past behind. With her dream job and...
