OPR@UrService

OPR - 5

Very similar to your rambling abilities I presume.

When instead of a verbal response he received a snort in return the monster only guffawed at the raw display of her exasperation. The possessive beast loved this light banter of theirs. It seems like slowly and gradually his spitfire Khushi was coming back to him. This is what pleases OPR the most. KKG and her strong and courageous persona. The perfect combination for being an Alpha female. His Alpha female to be precise.

Why will I ramble? I dont play hide and seek. I am not at fault here.

Khushi had no clue why all of a sudden she had initiated an arguement with this man. However deep down somewhere in her heart the woman had an inclination of what this was truly about. She had missed the possessive maniac Raizada. And this was her own way of assuring herself that he is closeby.

OPR understood that his PA had missed him. Her cute ramblings a clear indication. The monster could not help but gaze back at the woman who kept finding silly excuses to be annoyed with him.

Pleased by watching her extrovert side OPR' eyes twinkled with mischief. Leaning over the passenger seat the man quickly closed the minute distance between then making her chit chat come to a full stop. The proximity reflexsively made his womans cheek turn a deep shade of red. Smirking at the expected reaction he traced his finger over her right eyebrow. His slow paced finger trailed all the way to her warm cheeks. And finally the feral animal ended his torture by curling a strand of her mane behind her fluffy ear.

I love your non-stop chatter sweetheart. Please dont stop on my account.

With that he restarted the SUV and took a longer route for her house. Because their talk was not over by any means. Yet.

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All this while Khushi Gupta sat still panting for breath with her back drenched in sweat. She mentally fanned herself. The atmosphere had taken a 360 turn when the man had closed the minute distance between them. Fire ignited within her body at his mere touch. The light caress of a few seconds felt like a agony of decades. When did her blabbering session end? When did the situation took a more...alluring turn?
And eventually the moment was over as quickly as it began. The moving car seemed to be a proof of the same.

Surprisingly the car ride ended in another 10 minutes near the usual spot, close to her house. Khushi Gupta whose eyes were stuck to the her side of the windshield finally blinked in recognition. Unable to meet the heated gaze of Mr. Raizada the woman placed her hand on the door planning to leave as soon as possible. Abort abort abort, her heart screamed in protest. The poor organ was in a fight/flight mode.

However the loud sound of auto door lock made her jump in her seat.
Why Devi Maiyya? Why?? Why is this man hell-bend on giving her a heart attack. Is it right to leave this world at such a young age like hers? Finding the last of her courage the lady turned sideways to face the tantalizing brown orbs of Arnav Singh Raizada. Who right now was staring at her as if she were the famous dessert - Death By Chocolate. In a low voice he whispered something that she had been trying to ignore for a while now.

To tum mujeh Miss karhi thi. Itna ki khudko mujhe message karne se rok bhi nai payein.
(So you were Missing me huh. So much that you could not stop yourself from texting me).

Turning away Khushi tried to unlock the door scared by the possessive tone of the overwhelming man. But all her efforts gave the same results. Failure. She knew chickening out was not an option when the person on the other side is ASR. So in a nonchalant manner she pretended to act all offended.

Darwaza Kholiye.
(Open the Door).

Jawaab Dedo Phir Darwaza Khul Jayega.
(Answer me and I will unlock the Door).

OPR replied as golden rings formed around his gigantic eyeballs. The animal wanted answers asap. The bliss of ignorance would not last for long. Not this time Khushi Gupta, mused the beast. As fire blazing hazel orbs met his yawning pupils control left him altogether.

Humein ghar jaana hai.
(I want to go Home).

Giving her half a smile the man lifted her soft hand in his own only to place a kiss on her knuckles. As expected a reflexsive gasp reached his ears. The nosferatu within him took pleasure in the fact Khushi Gupta was not immune to the sensations that he felt all the time around her.

Miss to kar rahi thi. I like it. We have good chemistry.
(Yes you were definitely missing me).

Hearing the foreign word Khushi glanced everywhere but him. His every word made her heart thud. Her curiosity got the better of her so she could not help but ask the meaning of the word.

Chem..chemistry?!?

Leaving her now stiff hand the man sat back in his seat casually allowing her to breath properly.

Yup. My atoms like your atoms Khushi. So we have Chemistry.

As her mind deciphered the underlying meaning behind the scientific words she heard the loud noise of car doors being unlocked. Giving her the perfect opportunity of escape. So without a second thought Khushi did what she felt as right. Being an expert in running away the woman took her chance and bolted from the SUV.

Out of her wits the woman did not even dare to turn back and give the dangerous man a final look like she usually does. Breathless she rushed inside her house without even giving a second glance to her confused sister who stood at the door. Khushi quickly dashed inside her room. Her Buaji and Amma shared a worried glance at first. Scared that something worse has happened. However Buaji quickly concluded what must have went wrong. Their younger daughter is in one of her crazy moods.
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Precap -
#Someone manages to push OPRs wrong buttons.
#Need a Clue?
#Its a 'HE'
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