Sometimes some fairy tales are nothing but wishful thinking...maybe the Prince Charming is actually Prince Cunning , or the Sleeping Beauty isn't willing to wait for a hundred years for him...
As far as Mira is concerned , marriage and love is bette...
The event was taking in this fancy hotel , (name I didn't see) , and the paparazzi were blocking the entrance , even though it was spacious. Dad nearly growled in frustration as the cars ahead moved inch by inch.
Me ?
I was inwardly dancing. Delay this as much as possible. But then I remember that I still have to find Viyaan.
Even though I don't want to this , I open the door and step out.
" Mira!?" Mom exclaims , opening her gate as well .
" I uh , need to .....pee." I cringe , " Urgently."
Mom nodded in understanding and closed the gate. After a deep exhale on how stressing my life is becoming , I start walking towards the entry way. Our invitations were checked by the guards on the front gate ( since it's a select-members-only kind of event ,blah , blah) so I wouldn't have any trouble getting inside , at least.
The paparazzi is at one corner , and there was a side entry, too.
Perfect. The glass doors open and I step in.
A slight tug made me stop and I turn , horrified.
Why me?!
My poor dress's end got caught between the two doors , and me , like a deranged Bollywood heroine , started to pull my dress , desperately.
" What are you doing?" an amused voice asks from afar.
" I am sitting with Queen Elizabeth in Buckingham Palace , and drink English Breakfast tea!" I turn to face the idiot who says this , " What do you think I am doing?"
My jaw drops open when I see who it was.
Viyaan strides over to me , wearing a custom made three piece suit. And man , did he look good.
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" No offence , but I heard that she prefers Earl Grey." he smirks. If I wasn't afraid that my dress might tear , I would have closed the distance between us and scratched his face. He finds this situation amusing?
" I have better things to do." I snapped.
Viyaan shook his head , still smirking stepped towards me.
" You know you can easily get free , " he steps in front of the gate , " Just by doing this?"
I sigh in relief as the doors open and tug my dress away from them. Why didn't I think of this? Possibly because all this drama and stress is messing with my brain functioning.
And all thanks to thi this guy.
I straighten my skirt and purse my lips . Viyaan gives me an easy and professional smile , and gestures towards the lobby .
" Follow me." He starts walking .
I grip his elbow and say , resolutely , " We need to talk."
Viyaan raises his eyebrows in confusion , looking straight into my eyes . After a moment or two he nods a little.
