* flashback continues, two years before the prologue scene *I walked past the footpath, a bit uncomfortable with my clothes.
I never really minded western clothes, intact I love them, but I didn't really like wearing very short clothes and high heels which made me clumpsy and uncomfortable.
But I had to wear it today, since Aliya had personally sent stylists to dress me up. According to her, when they sign the deal, were all going to go to a high profile party to celebrate their success. What a stupid way to end my birthday!
But well, my only friends didn't actually even remember that it was my birthday today.
I pitied myself to be precise.
I sighed and just as I thought about that, I tripped.
Oh-God No!
Just when I was about to land on the ground and get some weak bones broken, I felt two strong arms griping on my waist and I could feel my body bag against someone's chest.
Convinced that it was not the ground, I opened my eyes.
I saw a tall muscular man in front of me, smiling with amused eyes. His jawline was so sharp, I wondered if I would cut my finger if I would touch him.
I wouldn't disagree he was incredibly hot.
"I'm so sorry. And thank you!" I said with a polite smile pulling myself away from him.
"It's a pleasure pretty lady", he said returning back the smile. He smiled at me too.
Oh. He isn't just a flirt, he sounded genuine. I like him already.
"I'm Nandini. Nandini Murthy" I introduce myself to him. He smiled at me and took my hand for a handshake.
"Aryamman, Aryamman Khurrana", he says as we shake hands. I feel I have heard the name earlier but I quietly brace away those thoughts as I focus back on the beautiful person in front of me.
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