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|| Juhi Pov ||
A audible gasp left from my mouth as soon as I saw pink roses bouquet's in front of me.
There are a lot of it. It's almost all over the hall. What the actual fuck?
Roses fragrance were all over the hall making the atmosphere romantic. It's so heart warming.
"I-is this all for me?" I asked while my eyes were still wide open.
"Yes. All this bouquets is for my highness"
I started choking on air hearing his words. Is he crazy? I'm happy to see his efforts but, what are we going to do to all this bouquets? It's been only 2 hours since I told him, how he manage to get all of them?
I started counting them but, his voice interrupted me.
"It's 100, my highness. You don't have to count" Raj stated making me gasp, again.
"You love pink roses, right?" He grinned while I awkwardly smiles looking at him.
Such a dumb baby he is.
"What we will do to this 100 bouquets of pink roses?" I questioned and hearing it his face immediately turned into serious.
"I don't want to spoil your mood, Raj. But, you didn't have to buy me all this bouquets of pink roses, one is enough." I addressed.
Without saying anything, he leaves from there with a sad face. Uff!
I called the wedding planner and asked them if they need pink roses. By the heaven, they badly wanted it. They were doing a white and pink roses decoration and pink roses was nowhere to find.
Telling them address, I told watchman uncle about it. And asked him to let them collect it all.
Taking one rose, I headed towards our room.
"Can I come in, sir?" I asked while knocking on the door.
"You don't have to ask" he announced. With a smile, I walked towards him.
Kneeling down, I forwarded rose towards him. "Mr. Raj oberoi, would you like to be my boyfriend?" I asked softly while he also kneeled down and taking the rose from my hand, he placed a kiss on my hand.
I made him sit on bed while I sat on his lap.
Gripping his neck as his hands made their way towards my waist. He pulled me closer and whispered, "I would love to be your boyfriend."
I placed a kiss on his cheek and red hue covered my face. That's when it hit me.
He gave me 100 bouquets of pink roses so, in return I should have to give him something. Afterall, relationship works like this, both of them putting equal efforts.
I—what about kissing him hundred times? Will it work? Obviously yes.
I started kissing his cheek and he smiled more at my behaviour.
