I felt uneasy to continue with his conversations. I brushed my hair and unknowingly sighed.
Instantly I looked at him and found out that his gaze was already fixed on me. Trying to avoid him, I looked at the room decors. The red heart shaped balloons attached on all the four white parish walls lightened up the room. There were rose petels everywhere- on the bed, on the table and some scattered around the floor. Did he do that? ?
No! Never! Organizing something so romantic like this isn't his type of thing. I know him. Maybe it was necessary to show this to the housekeepes...hmm... leave it...who cares....none of these meant anything to me.

I turned my head and saw him carefully caressing his ring on his right hand.
I looked at him curiously. What the hell is he doing? He was still in his previous attire from the function, I mean to say... umm...our wedding function. His silk white shirt shamelessly displayed his puffed up chest and his perfectly cut out abs. My eyes went down to his pants where I saw a fine red thread on his left upper thighs. I know this! Its obviously Irsha's. How is it a coincidence that she wore a hot red mini dress that day? Come'n...I am not that dumb.

"I know we have to act as lovey-dovey to the outside world, but let's not pretend now. You can remove your eyes from my...." He looked down between his thigh.
I felt a hot sensation melt under my spine within a few seconds. My cheeks were burning red with my heart thumping as if it's being the last breath.

"Do you want to taste it?", his voice cut my thoughts. I then realized that my eyes were glued on his pants. Holy shit!!! I closed my eyes in embarrassment. Taste?? What??What did he mean by that?? What a cheapskate!!

"Taste it and tell me if you liked it or not." And he put his hands under his pant's pockets. I was flushed. Why the hell is he doing this? Doreamon...I need your anywhere door. Please somebody teleport me....aaaaaahhh!

"Why are you so red? Are you all right?" He took few steps until he reached near me and continued, "You can reject me, that's fine. But I personally bought that for you to taste it." And he directed his head towards the cake on the table.
Cake??Damn!! Why did I overthink? What the hell? Damn!! I need to skip watching those BL series from now on. But I only started their collection after I signed the......leave it.

"What did you think?" God!! His evil smirk was back. I think he guessed it correctly what I was thinking.

" Aaa...Cake...cake." I stammered.

"I know...although we are in a contractual relationship but then lets give our best." He looked serious this time.
Just hearing the word contractual relationship my heart skipped a beat. I felt something not right...something bad within me.
" I don't want to have it now." I spoke in a low tone.

"Then let's have it in the morning. "

"I want to freshen up now."

"The door to the left is our bedroom. Go, freshen up."

"I'll take a shower now. Bye" And I headed towards the bedroom scampering. My mind and heart were in a complete mess now. I somehow managed to reach the room and locked the door.
Why did I lock it? We two would be sharing the same room so locking the room wasn't needed. But then I won't open it unless I get a bath. I don't know what this creature might do while I take a bath. I mean... umm...he's not a pervert (I think so) but he is doing weird things continuously. I remember it was he only who opposed our contractual marriage till the last moment but this sudden change....why is he acting coyly?

His bathroom was just like him. Calm and scary. I searched for the leaking tap that scared the hell out of me few minutes ago. But it was nowhere to be seen.

After the refreshing hot water bath, I lazily opened the door of the bathroom. I was stunned to find my Stud-muffin lying on the bed. Didn't I lock the door? Am I hallucinating? How could he come inside? Is there any secret door or anything?

"Umm..I... locked the door. So...how could you...enter?" I fumbled.
But his only reply was "Is it?"

His upper body was bare as he only wore a short denim pant. His face was pressed on the pillow and his hands calmly rested on either sides. Though his back looked sexy with his perfect plump bump, I wanted to look at his abs on his bare body. I had a plan!!!

I asked him, "Won't you take a bath?"

" No, too lazy to get up."

" Can you help me unpack my belongings?"

" Of course but tomorrow."

I didn't lose hope till now. I was way determined to see his bare body...I mean abs (gulp).

"Can we switch our beds? I won't be comfortable on that bed."

" Sleep near me. I'll sleep on that bed from tomorrow onwards."

What?? I need to try something else. Something he would never resist. What should I do??

"Get up! I think there's something on the bed sheet...something moving." I shouted.
But he was also determined on his part. He said in a lazy tone, "Shut up. Come and sleep now." Hugh...this idiot I tell you.

I ran and brushed my hands on the bed sheet shouting, "I think there is something I saw moving." My hands touched the sides of his muscular body making me gulp hard my feelings. I continued to randomly search something. "Where is it? I'm sure I did see something." I acted.

Catching me off guard, he pushed me and thrust his body upon me. And the very next moment I was lying on the bed with him on top of me. I felt giddy for a second. My heartbeat was jumping hard under my nerves. My hands and legs gave up. I saw his face which was just in front of mine turned red. His ears were red too. Ohh!! He blushed? Isn't it normal for him to act like a player?

This wasn't something I expected. His face was near mine to the fact that I could hear his breathe. His body was on top of mine with his hands balancing on the bed. Each part of his body that touched mine, that part gave a burning sensation. Thank God! I had my proper night suit and didn't come out wearing a bathrobe.
Though I didn't wanted to, but my mind flashbacked to the time when his face was this close to mine the last time. And it was this morning itself. My eyes unconsciously glued at his plump lips. I bit my lower lip as those thoughts of him kissing me came on my mind. And consequently Irsha's face flashbacked. I don't know why?

Brushing those thoughts away, I tried to escape but his grip was firm. "You need not have to act like a playboy." I prompted. I was suddenly angry for no reason.
"What? Playboy?" He looked surprised.
" Ofcourse! After all you are famous for that." I pushed him this time by pressing on his chest, but of no use again. Instead, he held my hand with his and placed it on the part where I could feel his heartbeat.
"What about now? Am I still a playboy? What did my heart tell you?"

I could clearly feel vibration on my palm which looked identical to mine. But he is not into me. I tried to console my mind.
"Is there any cctv?", I whispered.
"What? Yes, but not inside this room. Why?" , he asked astonishingly.
"Then there is no point for this act. No one is here so act natural."

I guess I made a mistake. I could see his face changing.

"Just thank God that there isn't any cctv here. Otherwise I would have made you sweat and scream hard." With this, he placed a soft touch of his lips on mine.

Oooooo....my heart.....okk ok ok To be precise, it was a peck.