LOVE, na what I feel for her is not just love. It is something which is beyond the intensity of these four letters word.
I feel peace just by listening her voice.
I feel relief, by seeing her smile.
I feel complete just standing beside her.
No o...
Yes trying coz I am not being able to focus on anything since tomorrow incident. It was already hard for me to get some sleep yesterday night as whenever I close my eyes my doll face come in front of me wasting my all efforts to get some rest.
Also in morning, at breakfast even in meetings my mind was not there , all I am thinking about her
Her dark brown siren eyes
Her cute button nose
Her flawless white skin
Her waist length long light brown hairs
Her mole on right upper side of lips
And last but not the least
Her full pink lips which I wanna devour so hard at every chance I got
It's feel like my mind along with my heart had become her slave .
Slave of her purity and kindness .
Slave of her ethereal beauty.
Slave of her innocence.
And I will not mind being slave as long as she is the one who made me kneel down in front of her.
I will do whatever she want, however she want me to do and only thing I want from her is Her.
She is mine
My doll
My insanity.
I again drowned myself in her thoughts just then a knock on my cabin's door bring me back to the reality.
I said "come in" in my cold but strict voice and then my secretary come inside holding a file which I know belongs to my doll whereabouts.
Sir here is the information about the owner of that car whose car no you had send me yesterday.
He said forwarding the file towards me. I hummed and took the file.
I told u to collect all the single information I hope you didn't miss any or consequence will not be in your favor.
I said opening the file.
Mr. Veer Singhania. ( I read)
The car is actually on his name sir. ( my secretary said and I continue reading )
Mr. Veer Singhania Age 49
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