10. Family Dinner.

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Ayesha.

Sipping my coffee I signed the papers I had to as the co-owner of the firm. Things needed my permission. Not at three in morning but I couldn't sleep because of a particular man.

"When I say, don't. You don't, yeah?"

I agree he was scary but now that fear faded it sound soo damn sexy to me that I couldn't help but dream of him and get my sleep disturbed. I swear on the X-rated dream I had!

I mean, I agree he's dominating but he needs to understand I am crazy and there are certain kinks I adopted while reading smut. ISTG, this man going to set the bar higher than it already is.

Sighing I continued to sign till it was done and I returned to Nyantara's case but the particular disturbance named Rehaan Rajvansh stayed there. Fuck him.

Glancing at the watch I saw the clock turn 6 and wow I successfully wasted my night. Can I take a leave? No. We have a hearing in the afternoon. Acid attack cases suck! Sighing I left the things scattered and went brush my teeth. I can bath later.

Tieing my waist length hair in a messy bun I prepared myself a cup of coffee and scrambled eggs. I was calmly sipping my coffee when the doorbell rang and I sighed keeping the cup down and went to open the door

I opened and bouquet of carnations were shoved on my face and I stepped back not accepting the flowers. Wh-what?

"Hi Ayesha di." Armaan peeked from behind of the flowers and I chuckled
"Hi Armaan." I replied smiling surprised

"What happened?" I asked stepping aside but he didn't move
"I am getting late for college or else I would have given you a company.", He dismissed me politely and I nodded

"Anyways, your grumpy boyfriend forced me to present these to you on his behalf and he said he would have came instead but last minute meeting had him busy." Armaan explained forwarding the fresh flowers to me and I gladly accepted them. Only if they weren't my favourite.

"Tell him thank you from my end." I whispered inhaling the freshness of the flowers
"I will." He replied putting his mobile down

"You again clicked my picture?" I asked horrified
"Bhai ordered me to send a picture of you." He defended himself turning his phone to me just to show me he WhatsApp-ed him my picture of inhaling the flowers with my eyes closed while hair strands leaving from my hair bun caressed my face

"What the hell? Stupid man." I breathed yet couldn't help but feel my cheeks heat up and smile adore my face. Yeah I am blushing.

"Bye Armaan." I clutched the flowers closer to myself and Armaan smiled smugly making me raise my eyebrows

"Bhai also said he love you. Bye bhabhi." He sang and waited for me to say something. Say What? I love him too? No, I never did. But they think I do! Shit fuck!

"Yeah, I-I. Nevermind, I will call him." I slammed the door shut and placed my forehead on it waiting for my heavy breathe to relax. He doesn't love me. Ofcourse. That was for show. Yeah. Show. Pretense. I chanted

I let myself slide down on the floor and crossed my legs with eachother leaning on the door frame. Playing with the petals I smiled. He promised and fulfilled it. I couldn't help but blush.

"Bhai also said he love you."

"Are you okay, Princess?"

"I will get you more tomorrow."

"No! This is just a crush! I will get over it." I got up ranting to myself as I changed the roses with carnations.

"I mean I cannot like him. I can but he's a little too scary." I gulped a glass of water down and sighed

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