Armaan looked at the defiant tilt of her chin, holding the baby close to her bosom fiddling with the seat belt with her free hand
"But you always planned to give him away" Armaan reminded her coolly leaning across to fix her seat belt.
He felt her stiffening...
"As long as the pay off was sufficient.Shouldn't you have prepared him better for the separation " He added
"I didnt know if there was going to be a separation " she fired back, an angry flush spreading across her porcelain skin
"I would let nothing prevent me from claiming my son" his voice turned gruff "Since you disappeared there has not been a single day that I haven't thought of him"
"But handing him over isn't going to be as simple as ...er....as I once thought it would be" Janani said her breath catching in her throat
Armaan shrugged
"You convinced a psychiatrist that you knew what you were signing up for and could cope with it"
"Things change" Janani whispered
Armaan made a frustrated sound and unbuckled himself and walked towards the cockpit.
During the take off he heard the loud wails of Advaith.
He might have woken up due to the pressure changes
Oh!! How he wants to scoop his child in his arms and sooth him
But he knew...his presence will only terrify him more.
So he remained in the cock pit with his pilots
After a while when they were miles up above the ground he walked inside the cabin.
The first thing he noticed was Janani curled up fast asleep in the reclining seat and Advi out for the count beside her in his new fancy travel seat.
Her hair was braided and he wanted to see it loose
Even though he knew much of it is fake??
He scanned the worn leggings and casual washed out kurti she is wearing and frowned
Why had she not yet made the effort to dress up for him
Not even once??
No woman had ever been so sure of her hold on Armaan's interest that she would show up almost as poorly as a homeless person
Or was this deliberate dressing down and avoidance of glamor her highly effective way of ensuring that he bought her a new wardrobe.
He shook his head at the direction of his thoughts.
What did he care about her dressing style
She could wear a sack for all he cares
And she would still look stunning....a sly voice reminded his from somewhere in his head
*****
Janani was still in awe of the Verma mansion
Its past ten at night
Advi had woken up during the landing and had let out an ear splitting scream and had continued to do so throughout the walk in airport
No one in the airport is going to forget him anytime soon.
As the maid led her to a room Janani was awestruck
It had a queen sized bed in the centre and a baby cot near it..
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Bound By Love [Completed]
General Fiction:-: Golden Borough Awards - Second Place Romance Category Blurb :- Janani Trivedi has something that is very very precious to Armaan Verma. So when Armaan storms into her life to reclaim what's his, Janani let's the forbidding businessman believe...