[7] TF
The moment Rakshit realized he's married to a half pyscopath was when he heard her yelling at him for not informing her about the jet, then calming down when she found it had a bowl of chocolates and other sweets inside. What a weirdo!
"You know I've never seen an extreme bipolar person as you" he complained once they reached the room and settled down to rest.
"I know that" she smiled innocently and checked the menu for deciding the dinner. "What would you like to eat?"
"I don't care" he sighed and took out his laptop, once again like he did in the flight, and that got on her nerves.
"Okie" she still smiled and called the hotel's restaurant to order food "Hello. Can you please send two plates of white sauce pasta, litchi juice, a chocolate cake to room number 658- Yeah- oh no that's for me. And a bottle of rat poison for my husband please. He's been a pain in the ass lately- oh yes-"
Rakshit snatched the landline from her and told them to send whatever they wanted to, to their room. Drishti gulped when Rakshit put the receiver back and turned to Drishti. Girl you still got many films to be in. You can't die here.
She gulped.
"So what were you saying?" He looked her dead in the eyes and leaned closer to her. She kept squeezing into the pillows behind her till she felt the mattress under her.
As she was about to roll off to a safe place, Rakshit did something similar to what he did in the closet. He prevented her from going away by placing his arms on her sides and getting over her.
"You are looking gooooddddd. Like absolutely gorgeous. And oh my my these eyes- I swear you are the best-"
"You don't get tired of speaking, do you?" He inquired. She nodded her head a bright yes and clenched the sheets to avoid the butterflies in her stomach from exploding. Not now, please.
"But you are beautiful"
"Wish I could say the same"
"Hey!" She screamed in his face due to which he had to close his eyes. "I am Beautiful okay!"
"Mm hm. Let me see then" he raised his eyebrows at her and started scanning her face. His fingers trailed up her arms to map her collar bone and travel to her face at last. "The shape is good" he traced her face while she closed her legs tightly and started deeo breathing with each touch. "Your eyebrows are okay" his fingers caressed her eyebrows calmly, moving to her eyes which shut on the contact of his fingers to avoid his fingers poking them "well these I admit are beautiful"
She felt his weight increasing and the movements of his fingers weren't much help in containing the sanity inside of her only. "Your nose gets itself into people's business so its a no" as he traced her nose and reached her lips, his finger lingered there for a minute.
Forgetting that he was describing her, he stayed silent and shamelessly looked at her lips. On realizing this she opened her eyes and took a deeo breath, and this time he felt the air on his fingers. "And these won't shut up, no matter how much I tell you to" he leaned in further till they were dangerously close to each other. "But I know how to make them quiet"
She needed to a hold on herself.
"Um- Rakshit?" She interrupted him. A wave of disappointment rushed in his body but he was damn good at masking all of that.
"What?"
"You weigh a lot so I think if you fell over me then I'll be crushed" she finally managed to move her hands and put them on his shoulder. He stayed silent for a minute before putting his entire body weight on her.
"Your wish" he smiled and continued caressing her lips. God save me.
If not for the room service that just came in, she would've done something embarrassing. Rakshit put his head on hers in frustration because of the intruder and got up to take the order. Drishti got up from the bed and smiled widely touching her hairs.
"Here's your food" he came with a tray of the stuff she ordered that included a dish of him too- something she never tasted but now her mouth was watering at the sight of it. "But looks like you're still living in something else"
He smirked at her as he saw her half flushed face bowed down and out the tray on the bed. "Come eat"
"Okie" she whispered and took her things in her lap.
As they started eating Rakshit kept watching his wife with utter amazemeny. How much could she eat at a given time?
What he didn't know was that from her clothes to her diet routine, nothing was in her hands. She was allowed to eat such things only when she went outside, so that yhe paparazzi didn't get any hint. Normally it wouldn't happen to much actresses. But her manager was signed by her mother and given strict instructions related to her. Even when she died, manager didn't change.
She could not fire him because of rhe contract her mom made her sign. Her decisions were never her own.
At least today she was happy that she could eat as much as she wanted without thinking of her figure.
"Can I taste that?" She looked at his plate and held her fork to take a bite from it but Rakshit drew his plate before the fork could even touch it.
"No. You got your food, eat that and be happy"
"Don't be mean. I'll call dadi" Rakshit laughed at it and said it was highly childish of her.
Minutes later Drishti was seen eating his food while Rakshit was seen apologizing to dadi on the phone.
"I saved you a bite" she giggled seeing his grumpy face and gave her the remaining dish that he didn't eat because of anger. "Huh, egoistic"
She kept the plate aside on finishing the remaining food and switched off the lights. Rakshit was back facing her so Drishti poked him with her toe to irritate him till he was forced to react.
"Hey yo Rakshit?" Five times she called his name and five times he didn't reply "Heyo Rak- shit?" She giggled. Her body paralyzed as he moved rapidly to scare her. The only thing she did was scream.
To avoid people from thinking something else, he covered her mouth with his hand but she- bit it.
"Oh god you're such a problem!" He cried and moved inside the blanket but Drishti wrapped her leg around his waist and stopped him.
"Yeah thanks"
"Hey! Legs off me!"
"No can do. LoL!"
"Then see what I'll do"
"Sorry Rakshit! Ahhh!"
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