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Point of view: Bela's POV....

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We finally reach his suite. And he was actually right. It's a royal suite, big enough for two.

There was a living room as we entered, and then he showed me a common washroom there at the end of living room. Beside washroom there was a small kitchen as well. And then there was a staircase leading upstairs. And there was a master bedroom.

It might be uncomfortable for some other girl to share a room with someone else, but for me it isn't because I can trust Mahir even in the darkest of rooms. He is someone really different. I haven't met such a gentleman in my entire life.

As on the queue he came in too after tipping the staff who brought our luggage for us.

"Bela. You go first and freshen yourself up. We have meeting tonight only with miss Ruhi. Because you both have to decide how to carry it out together."

"I don't want to meet that bitch.", I whined turning around on my heels.

"Don't say like this. She can't be that bad. Come on. Go freshen up yourself. I am ordering coffees for us."

Yeah now he is trying to pacify me. How I know that Ruhi better than him. Good luck Mahir. And get ready to be hitted on by her. I internally smirk at this leaving towards washroom in his suite.

As I go in, I heard him talking over phone outside while ordering coffees for us. As soon as I wash my face, I took a towel and went to the room.

"Yes. I reached safe Heli.", He said on call as I entered. Heli it is. Such an enthu girl she is. And Heli reminds me of my bestie Vish. She went to India I guess? She came back? No I guess. I need to call her up soon.

"Yes. Did you eat?", He asked on call. Aw, such a caring fiancé he is.

"Lol. How I wish. Okay. Will call you at night. And you please, finish work soon and go home early. Okay? Bye.", He said disconnecting the call.

"She is worried?", I asked smilingly.

"Yes may be a bit."

I was about to say something when we heard a knock on door.

"Wait I guess it must coffee for us. I am checking.", Mahir said leaving to check on the door.

But after that, I wasn't able to hear him, so I called for him.

"Mahir!", I shouted his name, to which I saw him peeking towards me from door way. And then coming in opening the door properly to let me see who is it. And she was the last person I wanted to see here.

My favourite, the most sweetest, Ruhi Taylor. How I love her. Note my sarcasm though.

As I narrowed my eyes at her, her eyes were widened but suddenly they were filled with rage I guess? And I then saw Mahir's lips twitching as a monster of a smile was about to form on them but anyway he resisted it.

"Won't you both invite me in?", She said with a sickly sweet smile in his direction and he smiled. The fuck. He smiled. How did he dare to smile in her direction? And invite? Invite my foot.

"Yeah sure. Come in.", He said. Did he woke up today choosing violence? Can I strangle him please?

As on the queue, he entered with her, and stood beside me. And he leaned towards me 'oh-so-smoothly' to whisper something to me.

"Going all infuriated and passing murderous glares huh? Indeed a nice way to welcome someone!", He smirks in an amused way.

"Bela. You here? With Mahir?", She said giving me a small smile but at the same time giving me a look like she just caught me in a compromising position with her boyfriend or something.

"Hello Ruhi. Nice to meet you too. And yes I am here with him. Any problem?", I grinned saying this to irritate her more.

"No. I just asked hotel staff about his room, so they told me he is staying in his private suite, so I just came to meet him."

"Then you should better lea–", I was saying something suddenly Mahir held my hand and squeezed it lightly cutting me off. As I looked at him, he gave a 'calm down' look and spoke.

"Miss Ruhi. Nice to meet you. And I am seriously looking forward to work with you both. And yes talking about meeting, I was just about to call you since we can meet for a dinner and decide how you both can carry it out together. But since you already are here, then welcome to Paris. And go and have rest since it's a tiring flight from London to here. And let's meet for lunch at 8:00 pm? What say?", He kept on speaking in a strictly professional tone like he just prepared a speech for her. And I stood there gaping at him with my jaw dropped.

"Ohh sure Mahir I will take rest. See you soon.", She turned on her heels to leave but instantly she looked back towards me and spoke something.

"Bela? Why don't you come with me? I can accompany you to the lift since you must be going to your room too.", She said. Why the fuck is she so bothered with the topic that where I am staying.

"Ruhi I am already there where I should be. So sorry that I couldn't get accompanied by you.", I said actually irritated.

And thats when she narrowed her eyes at me and then looked confusingly towards Mahir and then saw something which made her jaw clenched. I followed her line of sight only to see our interwined hands. Now I see Mahir is still holding my hand. I didn't notice, may be he didn't too. But why is this concerning her? Thinking this I narrowed my eyes back at her only to see her glaring at me and then he smiled at Mahir again saying a 'bye' and left. What the actual fuck?

"You were right. She is wierd.", Mahir said in a low voice while sighing. He is really tired.

"Why tho? You only said that you would love to work with us. Then how can she be wierd?", I said while stressing on few words rolling my eyes repeating what he only said a few moments back.

"Where is the lie though? I would love to work you.", He shrugged as if he just didn't change the sentence as per his convinience.

"Us Mahir. You said us that is me and Ruhi."

"Oh I see. It was half truth then. But why are you being so grumpy?", He chuckled.

I rolled my eyes again to which I caught him looking at me as if being in a deep thought.

"What?"

"Had I not known you better I would have thought you were jealous."

"Why would I be?", I chuckled suddenly hearing him say that when I something flashing in his eyes... Hurt? No! Why would he be hurt?

"Yes why would you be.", He spoke up with a smile. But why that smile was a little saddened?

He then just took a look at me, and then left towards the washroom.

"Bela there is a kitchen here. Get yourself at home and have something you must be hungry.", He said before shutting the door behind himself in calmest of voice yet I could hear the indifference in his voice.

Did I do something? God no. I don't want him to be mad at me.

It was then when I heard a knock again. Now it must be coffee. Thinking this I opened the door only to take our mugs of coffee with cookies and then i kept it on table after closing the door, not before smiling at the staff. Then I went to the kitchen to fix something to eat for both of us. Sandwich would be great I guess. Not to forget with cheese because he loves it. The day I saw him first time in my kitchen, I saw him preparing sandwich with cheese too.

As soon as I prepare too sandwiches I hear him coming out of the washroom. And that's when an idea clouds my mind and I give an artistic attention to his sandwich. I then took them to him only to make him look at me.

"Sandwich?", He said looking at two plates of sandwiches.

"Cheese sandwich! Your favourite.", I smiled and I swear I saw his eyes lit up for a second too.

I passed him his plate when he saw my artistic attention especially to his sandwich.

There was a smiley made on his sandwich with ketchup. He smiled.

"What is this for?", He asked still smiling and looking at it.

"For someone who had been a jerk to me from past 3 days but now is being all nice-nice to me just like an angel.", I said being the overdramatic bitch I am and then settled on the couch eating mine. And he looks at me still amused and starts having his.

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