𝓣𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓣𝓲𝓮𝓼 : 𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝒯𝒶𝓁ℯ 𝓞𝓯 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓻𝓪'𝓼

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His phone buzzed gaining his attention.he sighed walking towards his bed,eyes heavy due to lack of sleep,no expression on face.

"Hm "he hummed without glancing at the caller ID.

Shivaay rolled his eyes "i want something from you".

"But why yaar?"mahir asked annoyingly because from two hours he is continuously calling him for different reasons.

"Adriti mall".

"Don't tell me you are trying to send me there"mahir said annoyingly, sitting on bed.

"Yaar my Oli wants soft pillow for herself and i am stuck with miss.sanvi".

Mahir scoffed, running his cold fingers in hairs.his gaze wavering on the window...

"Ok i will".

Shivaay smiled and hanged the call but something inside her flickered.

Why she is feeling her heart raced?

Why this man is sensing familiar to her?

But she brushed them off!.

Mahir slipped his phone inside pocket before unbuckling his watch and came out from the room.everything was silent outside.

Harshita was cooking something in kitchen while ruhaan was sitting on the kitchen slab, playing with his teddy.his doe eyes darting towards his mother who was busy in making soup for someone.

He wants to move towards her, wants to feel that same warmth again....

The warmth of his mother!

"Mahir"harshita called, walking towards him with soup in her hands.ruhaan was running behind her.

"Drink this,you will feel light".

"Bhabhi i....

"No excuses just drink this ".she ordered,her eyes glaring dangerously.he looked at the bowl,then at her.

"Ji"he answered taking bowl from her hand and sat on dining table.harshita smiled warmly, atleast he is getting familiar with her again..

After drinking his soup,he drove off towards mall with ruhaan because he was asking him to, harshita for her publication house.

"Chachu ,can I ask you something?"ruhaan asked with hopeful eyes.mahir chuckled "yes ".

"You are good boy but why you behave like bad boy in mansion?".

Mahir sighed "because I am bad boy".

"No you are not, firstly I also thought you are monster but you are not...

Mahir chuckled bitterly, looking at the road"i am really a monster,when you will get to know about the truth ...you will also hate me "mahir whispered just for himself.

"Huhhh"ruhaan confusely looked at him.

"Nothing ".
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They reached to adriti mall, shining in the sunlight... radiating the Indian beauty with a traditional mark,a place for Indian where they can feel their culture.everything in this mall is Indian,designed by Indian artist and a museum inside showing indian culture beautifully.

Mahir looked up at the buliding and held ruhaan palm gently, walking inside the mall with steady steps.his eyes dripping fire unlike the child, walking beside him....

Little adarsh malhotra!

They reached to the shop where shivaay usually comes for his Oli pillow.he can buy it from famous brands but he chose this...