"Ab kya ho gaya? Kyu shor macha machakar pure mohalley ko jaga rhi hai?", Her mother yelled at her entering her room
"Mumma, mera jumka nhi mil raha", Adriti complained pouting, still searching in the drawers
"Hey Bhagwan,kya hi hoga iss ladki ka, kabhi kuch khud se milta hi nhi hai", she ranted and helped her find the specific earing
In a few seconds she found it under heaps of bangles, she glared at her daughter who gave her a sheepish grin and dashed outside.
"Pata nhi kya hi hoga iss ladki ka, shaadi ki Umar ki ho gyi hai per fir bhi ek kaam khud se nhi kar sakti", her mother held forth serving the e breakfast
"Kya mumma, hamesha meri shaadi ke piche padi rhti ho, dekhiye na papa", Adriti whined twisting her lips and turning towards her father
"Kyu bichari ke piche padi rhti ho? Bacchi hi toh hai", her father spoke in her favour, but in return received a glare
"Aap toh rhne hi dijiye, bohot ser per chada rakha hai aapne dono betiyo ko, badi beti sambhalti nhi, dusri kisi baat ke liye mannti nhi. Pata nhi kya hoga mera, kaunse paap kiye the ki tum logo se pala bidha hai iss jaman meh, hey bhagwan", her mother scowled and went on and on while Adriti quickly kissed both her parents' cheeks and made her way towards her workplace bidding them goodbye
It was late afternoon when Adriti was engrossed in baking the new batch of cookies, suddenly the bells near the entrance jingled indicating the arrival of a new customer.
She worked in a small bakery, which was owned by an old couple. She wanted to open one of her own but since she lacked experience she decided to go for job hunting and finally the old couple who needed someone to look after their bakery took her under their wings. Their son and daughter were happily married, and since their son was shifted abroad, Adriti would manage the bakery whenever they would visit him. And in their absence, she was the sole caretaker of the small abode, she called a bakery.
"Welcome to- Mr Maheshwari?", she flashed the customer a smile which flattered when she looked at the tall frame that stood near the entrance
The almighty Samrat Maheshwari stood in all his glory. The black work shirt stuck to his body outlining his muscular frame, and his black dress pants hugged at the correct place. His shoes shined on the marble floor, his Rolex glistening in his left wrist and his messy hair made him look so attractive. A total Greek god.
For Adriti, he was damn handsome and just like a model walked out of a magazine. Dark thick eyebrows, straight nose, high cheekbones, sharp sculptured jaw, plump full lips and toned body. But what outshine his appearance were his dark chocolate brown eyes. They were so intimidating. His aura screamed power and wealth.
A five-course meal? Nah Samrat Maheshwari? Hell yeah
A throat clearing brought her out of her spell and she realised that she was caught shamelessly ogling at him. A red hue covered her face and she looked away trying to act cool. It would be a lie if she said he didn't affect her. He did, he made her heart flutter like no other man did, hard and deeply.
"Y-you want something?", she shuttered and bit her tongue at her foolishness.
She felt embarrassed and hot in his presence as his gaze pierced through her soul.
"You", he broke the icy silence and she tilted her head staring at him confusingly, "Huh?"
"I-I mean b-brownies, yes brownies that you make", he quickly covered up smattering and rubbed his neck in embarrassment as his ears turned red
She nodded her head and walked behind the counter while he mentally chided himself for his foolishness. Itna bhi desperate mat ho ki vho dar kar bhag Jaye pagal, remember one step at a time
"Here", she passed him a box with a small smile and he quickly took it. Their fingers brushed in the process and both of them felt the spark flowing in their veins.
"Payment?", he questioned. "Rhne dijiye, kal joh bhi hua uske liye as a sorry samajh kar le jaiye", she replied looking anywhere but at him
"But-",
"I insist", and finally her brown eyes locked with him and he felt the same same warmness in his body, his heart was at ease and everything around felt calm.
Can't I just kiss her already? Nah, vho dar jayegi!
His subconscious warned and he mentally agreed with him. He nodded and Adriti quickly stepped back ready to dash inside when he called her.
"Adriti", Samrat called her name and her steps halted, uff the way her name rolled on his tongue made her feel warm and those butterflies.
"You look beautiful", and gone, she was gone, then and there
Her whole face burned, turning into a red tomato. Butterflies in her stomach somersaulted and she felt herself on the urge of fainting. Yeh kya kar rhe hai aap mujhe Mr Maheshwari? Just what you are doing to me?
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