𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀 ~ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 ( Duet #1 )✔️

45. Fear of separating

Prisha pov

As I began to climb the stairs, I felt a sudden jolt of frustration. There he was, holding my dupatta and gazing at me with those innocent eyes that always seemed to melt my heart.

"Sorry, don't be angry," he said, his voice low and husky, as he pulled me closer. I tried to resist, but he held me firm, his fingers wrapped around my wrist like a gentle vice.

I glared at him, feeling my face heat up with embarrassment. "I told you not to kiss me in front of anyone," I hissed, trying to keep my voice down. "You don't know how I'm feeling. I'm feeling embarrassed. My bhabhi's will tease me..."

I trailed off, feeling a surge of mortification as I realized that everyone was watching us. My eyes darted around the room, taking in the faces of my family members, all of whom were staring at us with varying degrees of amusement and curiosity.

Oh god, I thought, feeling my face burn with shame. Rudhransh seemed to sense my distress, and he quickly released me, taking a step back as he surveyed the room.

"They're all my romance enemies," he muttered, his voice laced with irritation. "Always getting in the way."

I shot him a withering look, still feeling embarrassed and annoyed. "Acha, I won't do it again," he said, his voice sincere. "I'm sorry. Forgive me."

But I was having none of it. I turned to leave, but he caught hold of my dupatta, holding me back. "Kya kar rahe hai aap? Chodiye na mera dupatta," I said, trying to tug my dupatta free.

But Rudhransh just smiled, his eyes glinting with mischief. He looked like an innocent child, but I knew better. I glared at him, feeling my heart soften despite myself. He was impossible, but he was also irresistible.

"Akshu, stop eating and look what's going on!" I heard Trisha bhabhi's voice, tinged with amusement and mischief, as she gazed at us with a knowing smile.

Oh god, I thought, feeling my face heat up with embarrassment. What a family I have!

Akshita, who had been busy eating, suddenly let out a excited squeal. "Ohhh wowwwww!" she exclaimed, her eyes shining with delight as she jumped up from her chair and ran towards us.

"I saw it in a movie! I don't know what movie it was, but I loved it when the hero held the heroine's dupatta like that!" Akshita said, her voice bubbling with excitement, as she stopped in front of us, her eyes fixed on Rudhransh's hand, which was still holding my dupatta.

"Buddy and Angel, you both are so romantic, just like the hero and heroine from that movie... I don't know the name of the movie, but after that scene, the hero kissed the heroine," Akshita said, her voice dripping with excitement, her eyes sparkling like diamonds as she gazed at Rudhransh and me.

I felt like I was going to evaporate into thin air, my face burning with embarrassment, my heart racing with mortification. Rudhransh, still holding my dupatta, looked like he was about to implode from embarrassment.

As Akshita's words hung in the air, I noticed Shreyansh bhaiya's eyes widening in horror, his mouth agape, as if he had just witnessed something scandalous. My family's eyes were fixed on us, their faces a mixture of shock

"What the hell is going on here?" I thought, my face growing hotter by the second.

"You will also do that, okay? Go on, kiss Angel! I'll take your picture!" Akshita exclaimed, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm.

I felt like I was going to die from embarrassment. Rudhransh's face was a mask of calmness, but I could sense his embarrassment.

Akshita's voice cut through the awkward silence, "Neil, give me your phone!" Neil hesitantly handed over his phone, his eyes darting nervously between Rudhransh and me.