Fate

67. An Expensive Date.

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Ayesha.

He's riled up. It was all over his face, he slammed the door close as he got beside me in the car and I clutched the flowers closer to my chest as a wicked smirk threatened to appear on my face.

"Rehaan." I softly called him and watched his shoulders relaxing, I smirked proud of myself.

He turned to look at me... Glare at ne and I grinned shifting closer to him and his hazel eyes followed my movements like this whole evening

"Please?" I forwarded my hand and that sweet, caring and cold hearted man looked out and I stared ahead with a scowl for a second. He's becoming a hindrance in my way to have a perfect look.

"Don't you love me?" After the stunt I pulled in the flower shop, I doubt that he does because his eyes blazed fire warm enough to engulf me in their warmth.

Honestly? This man can push into the flames of angry fire and I won't resist, he can pull me in those warm flames along with himself and I won't utter a word of resistance.

He has consumed me that I would close my eyes and wait for everything he's willing to give, also do I know, it's nothing but love. A lot of love.

"Seriously?" He looked at me while I used my hair strands deliberately left on my face to hide my expressions from him and puckered my lower lip out, feigned sadness in my eyes

"Come on." My voice was low as an expression of sadness and he blinked at me, I watched his facade breaking. My man is so in love with me. I held back my expressions of proud as I continued to look at him but when he didn't move, I dropped my head on his shoulder.

"Fine, don't return it. Never return it." I grumbled and another wicked idea popped in my head but then he'll go all angry

"Ayesha, I-" Ayesha? Right, that's my name but I don't hear it from him often, now do I? No, he either calls me Princess or some other heart fluttering endearments

"Sir, we're here." The chauffeur looked at us turning a little and I looked out to see that we were at Gateway of India.

The surrounding was bustling with people and under the effect setting sun the water body looked like a beautiful illumination of an artist, unrealistic yet true enough to exist

"Why are we here?" I asked him in a slow whisper but he was out before he could hear me, I guess.

I looked at Rehaan's hand held out for me and accepted it, he helped me out making sure that I don't step on the the hem of my saree and tear it open

"Because we're on a date." He said and I looked at him for a second but it clicked and I shot him a lip tight smile

"Aww! Genius. I'm fucking flattered." I pulled my hand out of his hold and he scratched the tip of his nose but I didn't miss the smile on his face

"Language." He warned me as he drew me closer by my waist and his smile wiped off. I rolled my eyes and looked at the Taj Hotel before us but he pulled me towards the vast water body in the opposite direction