Ahaan's POV:
As I lay on my bed, all I could think of was Inara.
The way she walked out in the dress I gifted her, the bracelet perfectly complimented the outfit and her skin tone. Her soft lips pressed against mine. Ughhhhh, I could never get enough of her.
As much as I denied my feelings for her, I couldn't keep myself from falling for her more and more, I want her in my arms every moment.
She has changed my world completely just by being in it, oh god, the day she becomes mine. I will rub it on other's faces.
I love her. In fact, I am obsessed...
Every moment without her with me feels like an eternity. I love her, and one day for sure, I'll express it...
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The next morning, I woke up to Zahir screaming his lungs out. I walked into the living room, and I saw him staring at his phone, blushing and smiling ear to ear."Why were you yelling like you were giving birth?" I asked.
"Mira sent me a fit check, and my lord, she looks like a goddess. Oh no, she is a goddess." He said, still looking like a blushing mess.
I chuckled at his behaviour, I suppose this is what you call a man in love.
While Zahir made me my morning coffee, I took a shower. Talking about morning coffee, I didn't really like coffee until Mira told me that Inara loves coffee, especially in the mornings.
I walked out from my washroom with a towel wrapped around my hips, As I was choosing my outfit, Zahir barged into my room.
"Sharam nhi h kya?" I questioned. (Are you shameless?)
"Wo sab chhod aur sun..." He said, his tone having urgency in it. (Hear me out first)"Inara has gone back to Udaipur because of some personal matter, I have no clue when she will be returning." He completed.
My mind was full of thoughts. I couldn't help but think that she had left so that she could never return? Was it my deeds? Is everything okay?
I was forced out of trance when Zahir waved his hand in front of my face, seeking a reply...
"Aren't you and Mira going out? It's a sunday." I asked to divert the topic, well I successfully did.
He sighed and left my room, knowing that I needed time to think to myself... I had this feeling in my heart that she wasn't safe. If she wasn't in my sight or if I didn't keep an eye on her, she wouldn't be safe.
Inara's POV:
Right now, here I am, sitting in a car sent by Ihaan to pick me up from the airport.
I don't know what has happened, but yesterday night around 2:40 am, Papa called me and told me to catch the next flight to Udaipur. He had already booked my tickets.
Before I could question anything, he hung up on me. Papa could have a bitchy attitude sometimes. Except with mumma, Mumma ke samne unki ek bhi nhi chalti...
(In front of Mumma, none of his attitude works.)
As I captured the beauty of Udaipur into my eyes, I took a picture for my insta story, I very well knew Mira missed home hell a lot. Why not tease her right?
Ding. I got a notification from Ahaan.
"You didn't tell me you were leaving, Is everything okay?"
He asked. Well, It was none of his business,yet...
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Profound Love : He Fell First And Harder
RomanceA story between 2 academic rivals, with constant teasing, flirting, and a lot of domination, a story of hate and love. Ahaan&Inara, a match made in hell. Were destined to meet?