Entangled {With Slaves Of Persia} (Book 2)

~ 22 ~

Rahul's P.O.V....

Placing the bouquet at the door of Pam Aunty's home, I sped from there like a coward.  Few minutes later I again came back to check if the flowers were still lying there.

nope...they are gone...i hope they reached the right person...i am a fool i did not even place a message card...dammit...

I went back to my car and stood there thinking of what to do. I saw Meera coming out into the balcony, stretching her arms. She was looking so sexy. I could not take my eyes off, I kept staring at her. The moment she saw me, she ran inside.

it's too childish...i'm not a teenager anymore..

My conscience did not allow me to stand there anymore and I drove away from there. The flowers with no message card, my nonsense talk and my foolish behaviour, all made me turn back to reach Pam Aunty, house.

i truly am a weirdo...

As usual I had to see the maid first.

why doesn't Meera open the door just for once at least...

Aunty invited me to join for the breakfast. I could not say no and joined them. I noticed the discomfort in Meera's body language when I sat facing her at the dining table.

'Why are your eyes so read and swollen Aunty?' I enquired.

'We both were just walking down the memory lane' Aunty replied in a coded language.

I too was served the breakfast, 'Wow!! Cheela!! I love this cuisine!' I said, placing a piece of it in my mouth. I noticed Meera's reaction, she suddenly looked at me in surprise.

'What? Don't you like this?' I questioned Meera.

'Meera too loves this dish sir!' The maid replied from behind.

'Why doesn't she answer? Anyways, at least now I know that we both have something in common' I said to which Pam Aunty smiled.

i cannot be rude here now...this is not my office..

I tried to calm myself down with a despairing little shrug that went unnoticed by my love. Meera hardly looked at me. I knew she was way too much tensed to have breakfast facing me in front of her. 

how do i tell her that i'm not any monster that i'll bite or eat her...

'Come on Meera, get ready fast. We have to go and check the venues' I said trying to cheer her up and bring her out of the tension. She without even replying to me walked away into her room and closed the door.

'What venues are you looking for?' Aunty asked.

'A month later, our Oberoi Group is organizing a grand event. It's a fashion show we are planning to start with the outfits my Aunty Pinky designs and she will be the sole in charge of this event from now on. There are grand prizes and also many other things that will be going on that evening, all of which will be disclosed then and there itself. Since I myself am not aware of them all, I can't give any more information about them.' I informed her.

'That's nice. Do I have a chance to walk the ramp? Haha...just kidding' Aunty said rubbishing off her words, which I actually felt was good idea to start a clothing brand for fifty plus as well.

i need to talk to dad...discuss the possibilities...

I got up from there finishing my breakfast. Just then I got a call from dad. 'Yeah dad, was just thinking of you'