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But me over here couldn't get over the worry for my family, for my husband...
I hadn't left the living room, where I had been brought upon arriving. The only thing I could do so far was let my eyes look around the room which had the mezzanine on the first floor. It was a two-story mansion set in the middle of the big plot. It also happened to have fountains before the house. The mansion was once again magnificent. Unlike our home in Hyderabad, this one was classically designed with a royal theme.
The sound of the car coming to stop had me running towards the main door. My heart pounded with anticipation. But looking at Asha getting down the car, my face fell a bit.
"I heard about what happened. Are you alright?" she looked worried as she kept her hand over my shoulder and checked for any injuries with her eyes.
I nodded my head before asking in agitation, "They are not hurt, right?"
Asha smiled tenderly at me as she replied, "It will take a lot more than just a truck to even blow the hair on their head. My boys are much more than that."
I nodded in understanding from where she was coming. I had experienced their way of handling things on the first hand. And I knew she was right, it required more than that to shake the ground on which they stood.
"Come on, get in and freshen up," she pulled me inside when we heard two more cars drive down the path to stop before us. Neel and Vikrant got out from the first while Daksh and Viaan got down from the second car making me finally breathe in relief. My heart sped up at his sight making my mind go blank.
They looked tired, so neither of us thought of drilling the answers out of them, for the time being. It wasn't like I was very much capable of forming a single coherent sentence without blushing furiously or stammering like a moron. And it wasn't like Viaan wouldn't tell me if something threatened my life. He would even go ahead and take extreme steps to keep us safe, keepmesafe.
I didn't realize that I had forgotten about the world apart from us. The only one that was visible to me was Viaan whose deep voice kissed the insides of me and induced shivers. I watched him climb up the stairs at the entrance and headed inside while I followed him like the lost puppy I was.
He took the grand spiral staircase and headed to the first floor and I felt like I was gliding on the after him. The first floor was just as massive as the ground! But I didn't care to stop and admire the decors, rather, I ended up in the room where I had seen Viaan walk into. Our luggage rested in a corner and Viaan was nowhere in sight but his jacket was discarded on the bed.
I assumed that he went into the washroom making me sit on the bed trying to calm my racing heart down.
Why in the hell did I even end up here?I blinked to myself trying to answer the bloody question.
The door opened allowing a shirtless Viaan walk into the room with the low hung jeans of his. I stood up staring at his defined muscles, shamelessly might I add. My mouth could possibly be hanging open, or not, I don’t know. I think I heard his deep voice saying something but my head was too clouded with his hotness on display that it didn't register anything. And his mouth moved to make me want to kiss those kissable lips.
My heart started to skyrocket when I watched him cover the distance between us with those long strong legs of his.
Was he going to kiss me?
He came to stand foot to foot with me and leaned forward making my breathing hard. His chocolate brown eyes swirled with such an intensity that it made me melt on the inside.
How could anyone be so handsome and perfect? He was just as Anjali had first defined the Raivardhans,the epitome of handsomeness.
He gave me that half-amused smile of his before he snapped his fingers at my face bringing me out of my trance, "Rynah? Do you hear me?"
My eyes widened when I realized what had just happened and what I had just done!
"Y-yeah yeah, I mean, no, sorry. I was thinking about something," I stammered, trying to put up some distance between us so that my brain could function again. I walked towards the other side of the room before mentally facepalming myself several times. I looked out of the closed glass door of the balcony and pressed my eyes shut tightly while pursing my lips together trying to remove this feeling of embarrassment I was harboring.
"I had just asked you to get me another shirt from the walk-in closet on your left and get this one destroyed. I'm heading in for a shower," he handed me a wet shirt which had red stains on it, making me immediately exclaim in panic, "Blood!?!"
I covered the three-step between us as I started inspecting for any injury on him with my hands. His hands were covered in blood. My heart thundering in my chest at the sight, "Are you okay? Are you bleeding anywhere?"
His skin looked undamaged on every part of his visible torso, yet I couldn't stop the tears from blurring my vision. The thought of him being hurt, hurt my heart inside.
"Hey, hey," Viaan grabbed hold of my upper arms, stopping me from my further inspection and making me look into his eyes. The teardrops made my vision kaleidoscopic. A beautiful kaleidoscope made up of his face as he added in a tender voice, "I'm completely fine. That's the driver's blood, he got injured because of the chase. You don't have to worry, okay?"
I nodded my head not trusting my voice. I felt so vulnerable yet so powerful in his presence. I realized that he had become everything for me that he didn't know what he meant to me. I didn't even know when it happened. But all I knew was that I couldn't live without him now or ever. I wanted him. No, Ineededhim.
I wanted to hug him and it looked like he wanted it too but then he removed his hands from my upper arms and headed back inside the washroom, after an eon of contemplation which might have been my over-exaggeration, leaving me outside to mull over my thoughts and regret the lack of courage I displayed at the moment. Only if I had known that everything was going to change for the good.Soon.
37. SAINTEES
Ilooked around the dark themed room only after Viaan had disappeared into the washroom. Everything in the room was in different shades of blue and gold. A Georgian chandelier hung from the ceiling over the bedroom bench that stood majestically at the end of the bed. The party preparations had started after a day of rest. Well, they were already going on, it was me who needed rest. I still felt sleepy though.
The metal frame of the bed had an ancient brass finish to it. Golden curtains hung behind the bed making it look even more sophisticated. The big Gothic style windows looked over the magnificent looking gardens. On the adjacent wall was a pretty light blue and golden dressing table with a smaller chandelier hanging above it. There was a light blue futon sofa beside the dresser. The room was overall royal to say the least. The Raivardhan taste.
