Rikara Short Stories Collection

To Romance A Charming Rogue : Part 1

Hello everyone,

Thanks to all for voting and commenting on Dancing At Midnight:)

I am back with a new story. This will have 13 parts. Hope you guys will like this story.

The title is from a book by Nicole Jordan.

An irritated Om pushes his way through the crowd searching for his sister. Finally locating her standing with her friends giggling and taking snaps he marched towards her.

"Prinku!" he angrily whispers into her ear.

His sister immediately turns to look at him with a smile "Om, my brother!"

"Can we leave?" Om asks not hiding his irritation.

"So soon?" Priyanka asks scandalized.

"Soon? We came here for your friend's wedding and it is over." he reminds her trying to hide his exasperation from her wide eyed (always ogling) friends.

"But Om the bride and groom haven't left yet, and we are to go to the bride's house for the party."

"There is a party?" Om asks angrily.

Priyanka nods her head like an innocent girl.

"Why didn't you tell me about this before?" Om hisses at her.

"I didn't know about it. We were just told now." Priyanka replies.

Om turns to look at her friends for confirmation and not even one of them was looking at him.

Yeah, guilty conscious and all that.

Angrily turning to his sister he says in a clipped tone "Priyanka, I've a life outside playing chauffer to you and your friends." Belatedly remembering his audience, he turns to her friends and flashes his most charming smile and says "Sorry ladies."

And every single one of them started blushing and giggling.

Om rolls his eyes Lord save him from giggling girls.

"It is not every day I ask you for favors." Priyanka pouts.

Om raises his one eyebrow at her sarcastically.

"Please." Priyanka says making cute faces.

Om sighs "How long will it take here?"

Priyanka shrugs.

God, he felt like pulling off his hair... no... no... he felt like pulling off his sister's hair and, each and every limb of hers.... slowly.

"Okay, I'm going for a drive when you are done here give me a call." Om tells her and walks off.

Om was coming out of the party hall and that was when he noticed her. She was standing outside the washroom, she looked pale and she looked like she is in pain.

Worried he hurries towards her "Gauri, you okay?"

Hearing him she looks up, she was sweating like hell. "Om..." she whispered.

"What happened?" he asks worried and looking around hoping his sister would appear out of the blue.

"My stomach is paining. I can't..." she stops and starts breathing heavily. She looked too weak to even stand.

"Lean on to me." Om says as he wrapped his arm around her and gently led her towards the reception. "We need a doctor." Om urgently informed.

"No... I don't want a doctor... I just want to lie down." Gauri whispers looking at the receptionist hoping she would understand what was ailing her.