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“Presidential suit? A five-star? I mean, seriously? That’s the only room in your hotel that you could book for that bitch even though you know what she did to me?”
With a shrug and a smirk, he lifts his beer bottle from the table and takes a sip. “Bro, you didn’t give me any budget. All you instructed was to get her accommodation, and I did. If you want to fuss about the price, you should have taken care of it yourself.”
I am about to give him a piece of my mind when a young girl approaches our table. Akshay’s head snaps up to her as she bends towards him. “Would you like to buy me a drink?”
He clears his throat and leans closer to her. “I would love to, but I am afraid I can’t, as at the moment my friend needs me. Sorry, Beautiful, but I will have to pass your tempting offer.”
I roll my eyes and wait for her to get the hint and leave us alone. But she doesn’t.
She smiles, licks her lips, and then purrs, “Maybe once you are done here, we can catch up in my room. I am staying at the Ritz Hotel, room two zero three.” Saying that, she gives him a lascivious look and then makes her exit.
My mouth falls open. “Did she really give you her room number? You are a stranger to her.”
“And does that even matter? Stranger or no stranger, women find it hard to resist my charms. I think they can sense that I am too good a catch to be missed.”
I narrow my eyes on him. “Forget I even asked.” I shake my head and heave a sigh. “Now do you mind telling me why you asked me to meet you?”
“Because you are not good at this shit and will need my expert advice in winning back your wife.”
“To hell with your advice. You have fucking no clue what I’m going through.”
Akshay sighs and looks at me. “Listen, I know how hard it is for you.”
I attempt to give him a smile, but fail to fool him. My hand goes to my forehead and starts rubbing in the hopes of relieving the tension that is throbbing by now.
“I have been racking my brains,” he says, giving me a thoughtful look.
“Don’t put so much pressure on your knees,” I smirk.
He rolls his eyes, and for a change, doesn’t mete out a scathing reply. Instead, he gives me a sombre look and murmurs, “On a serious note, Ranveer, I think you need to give her some time to process this all.”
“I am not giving her any more time. I plan to meet her and make her hear me out,” I state, my eyes having a steely resolution.
I can feel his stare. Glancing at him, he looks at me with a stunned expression on his face. “How exactly are you planning to do that?”
Pushing out a frustrated breath. “Like hell I know. I am still trying to figure out a plan.”
“Ranveer, Alisha sure doesn’t wish to meet you. So, take my advice and just give her the space she needs. Eventually, this whole mess will clear up. Trust me.”
The throaty laugh that escapes my lips is followed by a sarcastic reply, “And you think taking your advice will be a wise decision for me?”
His eyes fill with hurt as he narrows them at me. “I don’t know about that. But I do know if you don’t give her the time and force yourself on her, then it’s going to play with her head and push her further away.”
My stomach feels sick thinking about this whole mess I got us into. The hair on my body rises as I think about going on for days without speaking to Alisha. Squeezing my eyes shut, I shake my head, my voice heavy with despair. “I’m afraid if I give her the space, I will lose her, the one thing I don’t want.”
“So, you’ll go all alpha and force her to talk to you, and you think she is going to take that lying down?”
My eyes catch his and then lower my gaze. My fingers fiddle with the table napkin on my lap as I mumble, “I don’t know how will I get her to talk to me. I really don’t have a fucking clue about anything anymore. All I know is that one way or the other, I will make her listen to me.” I then look up at him with harrowed eyes and clench my teeth as I growl, “She sent me fucking divorce papers, so I have no time to sit here and wait for the right moment.”
He gives me a shocked look and then mutters, “Well, I think maybe you are right. You need to have a word with her.”
“That’s the plan.” Saying that, I pull out my phone and text Alisha.
Me:Hey, Sweetheart. I miss you so much and wish you would call me back. Please hear me out once. It kills me knowing I hurt you. I love you so much.
My finger hovers over the send button for a few seconds before I push it. I almost bang my phone as I set it aside and then slump on my seat, closing my eyes.
“You have nothing to fear. It’s all going to be fine, Ranveer. You will have Alisha back with you, trust me.”
