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Actress and The C.E.O (Part 1)

Roman was greeted with the sight of Conan, and his specialty pizza lasagna and rum. Roman loved it. It was a simple recipe of pizza base filled with extra cheese lasagna and a lot of veggies and chicken in it. With mint sauce, Roman's favorite.

"Where were you?" Conan asked as he served him his food.

"With Ekaashi," Roman told him looking at the cheese flowing out of the slice. Yum!

"So did you..." Roman cut Conan.

"No, nothing like that. She didn't know who I was, and was embarrassed when I told her. Turns out she knows my parents, my Uncle Shashank and their whole family," Roman told him.

"Oooh...I smell arranged marriage," Conan joked.

"Fuck off! I'm just 25. No one is asking me to get married so soon," Roman defended himself. "No one in my family had an arranged marriage, why would I?" Roman pointed out.

"I heard Tía Ariana talking to Mama about finding you a nice, homely partner once," Conan snickered biting into his food.

"Nonsense. She wouldn't say that. Ever!" Roman argued.

"Oh, she did," Conan told him. "I told you I heard them talking. She's scared you'll elope with a male stripper," Conan said with a serious face. Roman gaped at him giving Conan an incredulous look.

"Male stripper? What the fuck?" Roman shuddered. "Strippers are not even my type," Roman pointed out.

"I know, Rom. You have been crushing on me since we were kids. That's why you don't leave me, even for a chica like Ekaashi Chatterjee," Conan joked.

"Now that you know it, let's get married," Roman rolled his eyes.

"Why not? As if I am scoring chicas in that kitchen," Conan said sardonically.

"You can be the wife, I'll be your hot husband," Roman suggested.

"Hey! Why would you be the hot husband? Everyone knows I am the hot one," Conan argued.

"You are hot, but I am better, and you know it. As you said my mother wanted a homely wife for me. You cook and keep the room tidy more than I do. You'll be the perfect wife," Roman winked Conan.

"I'll be the wife if you admit I am hotter than you," Conan said biting into another piece.

"Puhlease! The whole Spain knows I am the hotter one in this relationship. If you are Mercury, I am the Sun!" Roman boasted.

"I think by tomorrow the whole Spain would know how Roman Raj Valdez became the damsel in distress Ekaashi Chatterjee's knight in shining armor," Conan wriggled his eyebrows.

"Again with that shit? Why would you even call her a damsel in distress? She looked pretty awesome to me," Roman asked his best friend.

"Awesome in a meeting?" Conan raised a brow. Roman rolled his eyes. "You don't know her yet. You haven't even watched her films or shows, you don't even know who she is, and what her past was," Conan told him finishing his dinner, and wiping his hands.

"Now you have my attention," Roman was suddenly interested. It was Conan's turn to roll his eyes.

"Google her, you'll know," Conan told her as he took away all the dirty dishes, and placed them in the sink. He pushed the button for self-rinse and dry as the machine did its work.

"I'm not going to Google her! She's a guest at my hotel, and we just became friends. I am not going to depend upon Google for information. If she feels like I am someone she can discuss herself, then cool," He told his best friend clearly.