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Chapter 27 - Onset Of The Storm

"Everything set? Okay.Twenty more  minutes. The bridegroom and his family are in church right? Perfect. Let me know if there's any problem. " she ended the call, walking over to the parking. 

"Can I steal my wife away for sometime?" A very familiar voice made her turn, and caused a smile to appear on her face. 

Anika felt the world around her freeze. There he stood dressed in a black tuxedo. His physique was perfect. Neither too hulky nor too slim. His stubble was epitome of perfection. How did he even keep it that perfect? As he walked closer her heart performed somersaults. The black bow sitting on his collar. The way he had his one hand in his pocket. Her eyes moved up to that perfect jawline. Her fingers itched to touch his face. Those lips tempted her. Finally, her gaze settled on his eyes. They were mysteriously beautiful. Looking more green at times and at other dazzling blue. They looked the perfect sapphire blue. 

He snapped his fingers before her eyes. "Like what you see?" There was softness in his eyes and his smile was playful.

"Haan?" She blinked. She hadn't paid attention to his words. She was just staring at the way his lips moved.

"I take that for a yes." He chuckled.

"Let's go." She said not liking the fact that he knew that she was muddled up on seeing him.

"Not like this." He held her hand and pulled her back. 

"What?" 

"Walk quickly!" He said holding her hand leading her outside the gates of the church and on to the pavement.

"The wedding is in the church." She told him.

"I know." He smiled.

"Can you--" she was cut off when he stopped and indicated her to enter the four star hotel.

"You are going to be the guest for the next few minutes, not the event planner. You need a change." 

Anika looked down at her simple kurti and leggings. In a hurry, she'd forgotten to pack a nice dress for the wedding. There was so much work that she had no time to figure out a way. Honestly, there were other things that were her priority. 

She quickly entered the room while he shut the door. Her eyes fell on the three dresses spread out on the bed. 

"Look, I know. You said you didn't want to look all decked up. So, I picked out the simplest dresses that would fit the occasion. Choose one and be quick."

Anika smiled at his thoughtfulness and quickly picked the floor length anarkali dress leaving out the saree and gown. It was a cream-golden with pink borders and pink dupatta. It was one of her favorite dresses. He'd gifted her that on their first diwali.