The Unwanted Princess

part-5

Viaan was sitting in his room staring at Anya who animatedly talked with Ro and Savvy about the places she never got to visit even after staying in Delhi for so many years.

While Savvy and Ro told her about their memories of those places as she stared at them with dreamy eyes, imagining everything in her mind.

And watching her dreamy look all he wanted to do was ignite his bike and take her with him on a tour of Delhi. Just both of them as he shows her a side of him only a few knows. But sadly he couldn't his fame just couldn't allow that it was a risk, a risk he wasn't willing to take yet.

For Viaan falling in love with Anya wasn't instantaneous, it was a slow process. Slow and beautiful, it was like preparing a perfect dish. It might be time consuming and tiresome but at the end the outcome is worth everything, the perfect blend of all the ingredients used and the mouth watering aroma. His love for her was something like that at the beginning he had no idea what to do with all the raw ingredients provided to him but slowly the ingredients found their perfect blend as they steadily cooked over the flame of passion.

He fell in love with her talks and views, he fell in love with her love. He fell in love with the wreckage hidden behind her orbs concealing occeans of pain and agony. He fell in love with the girl who loved him with her all.

He turned his attention back to Savvy and Anya's chat. 

"Okay, Anya I have already informed that idiotic person sitting beside you and I'm telling this to you in case this idiot forgets my mom has invited you both for dinner. So, you both better be at my place tonight" Savvy demanded firmly from both of them.

She looked at him with a nervous look and as he blinked in assurance she nodded in conformation towards Savvy who smiled brightly and turned his attention towards Ro.

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It was late evening when Viaan and Anya reached Raizada Mansion. Anya was dressed in a faded jeans with white full sleeved shirt, her hair tied up in a messy bun and Viaan was twinning her with same coloured shirt and jeans, his hairs gelled up.

He entangled his fingers with hers watching her nervous saunter. She stared at him with a curious gaze while an automatic smile graced his lips looking at her curious eyes.

They walked in Raizada Mansion hand in hand.

Anya was not in aww or some kind of trance watching the lavish Raizada Mansion, growing up in Oberoi Mansion and then living with a certain Kundra made sure that she doesn't become bewitched by the luxurious mansions.

On the other hand meeting Mrs Khushi Raizada was another story. She seemed to be the defination of elegance and beauty. Her denamour was calm, her hair tied in a loose bun as she walked towards them gracefully wearing a white plazo and sky blue short kurti. From a single glance no one can ever guess she is Swaadhin's mom. She looks so beautiful and pleasant like a freshly bloomed flower.

The warmth with which she welcomed them was something she rarely got to experience. She embraced Viaan as if he was her own son while Savvy rolled his eyes looking at them.

"Ma, how are you??" Viaan asked her in a voice full of love

"Now after ages you remember your ma and  you dare to ask me how I am???" Khushi asked Viaan making an angry face as she looked at him with narrowed eyes