SHREYA'S POV

It is Saturday afternoon and I haven't started with my presentation yet.
Yes, you heard me right. The whole damn Friday I was just searching, analyzing, and summarizing the data 😭. Do hell with the schedule that I decided.

Don't be weak Shreya you can do it.

I opened my laptop and started with the first slide.

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At 4 PM

'Shreya, now put your work aside, and let's go with me'. Mom said from nowhere.

'Where?'

'For shopping'

'Excuse me, are you serious mumma. I am busy with such important work and you are saying to me to go and shop with you. I am not going with you. For sure'. I said to her and start working again.

'But beta, you are stick to this place from the morning. You even skipped your lunch. This much work is not good for your health and you already know that you fall ill very easily. So it is just a matter of some time. We will be back within an hour, I promise'.

'One hour' I said while emphasizing each word.
'No, I am not going to waste even one minute'.

'You know beta there is no grocery in the house. What will we eat tomorrow and your papa is also not there'.

'I don't know anything. Ask pados wali aunty (neighbors) for essentials, and tell her that we will return it in two days'.

'Ok then, I am going alone. You don't care for me even 1%. Last time I met with an accident while crossing the road. But whom I am talking to, whose work is more important than her mother'. She said while giving 36 types of expressions. Huh

Ohh God. I am literally getting irritated now.

'Mom now, please for God's sake stop your melodrama. I am coming in 10 minutes. And if you took even 1 minute more than 1 hour in the mall, I will definitely leave you there'. I warned her.

'Ok, now go and change'.

I got ready like really fast, wore the pair of jeans and top that were lying on the table, and left my hair as it is because I don't have time to waste it on tying my hair into a ponytail. Who cares?

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Atharva's POV

Ohh God this traffic. When will these nonsense people get some sense? What is the use of honking?

Wait a minute, who is that girl. I am not able to see the face of the girl properly because of this damn helmet. I think she is Shreya. She also has the same scooty.
But what is she doing here? Doesn't she have work to do? She has to present her branch on Monday and what is she doing here?
Enjoying traffic under the scorching sun?

I followed her to where she was going. She stopped in front of a mall, parked her scooty, removed her helmet, closed her eyes and tilted her head side by side to release her hair from the cage of the helmet and let them freely flow in the air.

'What a beautiful sight to view'. I muttered to myself.

She went inside with the lady which I guess is her mother. I also parked my car aside and went into the mall.

I was searching for her when I got the sight of that lady. Shreya was standing beside her and they both were talking. I was not able to see her face completely as her hairs were restraining the view.
But why I am behaving like a teenage boy Jo chup chup k apne crush ko dekhta hai (who sees his crush silently).
But Nah she is not my crush. She doesn't have anything to get the title of my crush.

My phone rang so I step aside to talk as it was an important call from the client. After 5 minutes when I looked back, she was not there.
Where the hell did she go?
The lady is here that means she is definitely in the mall. I started to search for her when someone bumped into me.

She was a girl, I put my arms under her waist to restrain her from falling as an instant reaction. She covered her face with her palms to become ready to collide her ass with the floor.

But hell why I am holding her in my arms. I don't even know her. And she doesn't deserve to be in my arms. I removed my hand and she falls on the ground with a thud. Haha.

When she looked up all angry and furious I came to know that she was my butterfly.

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SHREYA'S POV

I thought when I am here then why not grab some Maggie and snacks. So I went to the snack corner and collided with a pillar. Someone hold me from my back to save me from falling and as I was about to remove my palms from my face.........thuddd......I was on the floor.

Oh God, whosoever the fudge was he/she, left me to freely fall on the ground. Usually, I don't curse but here I cursed.

I looked up angrily to find a man whose height was no less than a pillar, broad shoulders, and a handsome face. He was smirking. Are you serious, he was smiling? My anger crossed all its boundaries.

I immediately stood up and started yelling at him.

'Are you out of your mind or what? Why did you drop me on the floor ? Ek toh muh utha kar chale chale ja rahe ho upar se mujhe gira bhi diya. What if I got a fracture...haan....who would be responsible for that. Aur ab pagalo ki tarah has kyu rahe hooooo....... koi comedy show chal raha h yaha par (and why are you smiling like an idiot, is there any comedy show going on here). Are you sadistic or what? Are you even listening to me?... Are you deaf too?'.

I said all this in one go and took a deep breath. But still, he hadn't uttered a single word. I will burst with anger now.
I do not want to create more drama now so I raised my hands to push him aside so that I can go on my way.

But he caught my wrist and started rubbing my palm with his thumb.

Mera hath chordo.....ye kya badtamiji hai
(Leave my hand.....what the hell is this)

He made his grip even tighter

'Ahh'.

He muttered something under his breath which I was not able to catch.

'What? Leave my hand. You are hurting me'. I screamed and tried to get free from his clutches.

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ATHARVA'S POV

When she stood up, she was glaring me like she is going to chew me raw. Her eyes were throwing balls of fire on me. She was yelling at me which I was not listening to. I was just enjoying that little fireball in front of me. She looked tired maybe because of work. But she looks super cute when she is angry. Her eyebrows were knitted creating lines on her forehead and she had scrunched up her nose. I looked at her lips that were blabbering something. She has got really very nice features.

She raised her hands and I caught them and I rubbed her palms with my thumb that were super soft.

She was resisting me so I made my grip tighter to the point where it started hurting. And rubbed her palms even more.

'Soft, like cotton'. I muttered and closed my eyes. Oh God, I want to feel this softness.

'What? Leave my hand. You are hurting me'. She screamed and brought me back here. She struggled again for release.

'First, apologize to me'. Finally, I spoke something to her. Even my first few words to her were demanding and dominating.

'Excuse me, why would I apologize to you'. She looked at me with wide eyes.

'Because you bumped into me plus wasted my precious time. You know who I am and what I can do to you for your behavior. So before you regret your decision, apologize'

'In your dreams Mr.I don't care whosoever the hell, you are. I have not done anything wrong then why would I apologize to you. Now just leave my hand and let me go. I have so much work to do. I do not try to intimate others on my father's cash'.

She said this without blinking and directly looking into my eyes. Oh my my she is something else, Something different. She has the courage to backfire. She is not that innocent as I thought. She can fight back with full rage. I am loving this. Haha. I have got someone challenging to play with.

As I got distracted she got the chance to free her hands from my grip.

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SHREYA'S POV

Finally, I was able to free my hands from that beast. It was hurting like hell.

'Shreya what are you doing here, aren't you getting late.....and who is he?' Mumma appeared from behind.

' No one Mumma. Let's go I have many things to do'.

I looked back to that devil, pointing his fingers first on his eyes and then on me he said 'My eyes are on you'.

And shiver ran down my body.

Taddaa.....finally both of them met.
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