* *These pictures are not mine and I have no right on any of the pictures in story. Nor they match with theme of the story.* * I just like them*

Next Morning, Platinum Hotel Room No. 101,

Soft.. Mmm.. why does my ground feels so soft and warm!

This heaven feels so nice.. ah...

Thin fingers caressed the soft warm ground underneath her feeling the warmth radiating from it and engulfing her tired body.

Suddenly her wandering fingers got hit and stopped in the middle of her tour.

Her closed eyes fluttered, annoyed with the sudden interruption.

Mm.. what's with this hard surface? It's coming in my way. Ah! Move away.

Irritated her fingers didn't stop and tried to cross the wall between her heaven.

It was indeed a hard yet smooth surface. But oh! It was also warm. Infact it was even releasing warm airs on her fingers.

The girl became relaxed again when her cold fingers felt the rhythmic warn air touching her skin. Her heart raced a little when it now landed on something soft again.

What is it? She tried to feel it's softness and suddenly froze..

Her heart beat automatically increased while beads of sweat starting appearing above her forehead.

"Saanvi?!"

"Yes Viraaj. When are you coming to receive me?"

I want to forgot everything.."

These voices!!

Her eyes frowned and she tried to close it again tightly to block the strange flashes.

coward. ...Why didn't you come to pick me up? Huh!!"

Her throat dried up as she tried to pull herself back and ignore the strange voices.

Sign here..

Here? Oh!

I am so lucky to marry a handsome ice cold devil... Haha...Tina?

'Wife'

And her eyes finally fluttered open after long mental battle and she quickly sat up in her position.

She put the back of her palm on her racing heart and opened her mouth to take quick breath to calm herself down.

'Wife'

The foreign ice cold voice still rung inside her head giving her a shocking chill running down her back with fear.

Who said this word to her? So scary..

For quite a time she tried to remember the voice without noticing her unknown surroundings lost in her own thoughts.

After raking her head for more than 2 minutes she finally gave up. Maybe it was just false signals from her brain.

After recovering from her deteriorate state she looked around her and frowned confused.

This place...

"Oh right? She was now living with Tina. Must be her house."

She nodded assured and lazily looked beside her.

Her eyebrows slightly raised and mouth formed in a 'o' and soon realisation dawned on her forming knots inside her stomach when she noticed the unknown beautiful faced man sleeping beside her.

Last night.. she came to a bar.. with... And shots...

Did something happen to her last night when she got drunk...

Drunk?

"Hey bhagwan!!!"

Panicked she quickly jumped out of the soft bed and away from the man and in corner of the wall to hide her removing the sheets.

She tousled her hair wildly with one hand while stared at the handsome man sleeping soundly with his both muscular hands behind his head. His legs crossed together and a white pillow was placed under his folded arms.

Subconsciously her eyes moved away from the sleeping stranger and towards her clothes.

She almost died with a heart attack noticing her wearing a different red color dress than the sparkly one she actually worn previously.

no no..I want red.. red suits me...

She frowned when a familiar female voice with unfamiliar words rang in her ears.

She shook her head to clear her mind.

No Saanvi. This is not the time to be curious about false voices.

She looked at the sleeping stranger again to confirm the wild thoughts that entered one after another in her mind trying to drive her mad.

She didn't do that ... Right? What if she did that with this stranger... And after that she has worn this dress...

Ah!!

Her head almost burst with all the shameful thoughts. She gulped remembering all those bad stories about one night stand.

Her heart beat increased with anxiety. She was from a conservative Indian family and was herself has firm belief in doing everything after getting married with her husband. What if she really...?

Her never ending worries soon vanished when she looked at the lying god like stranger.

He was actually fully dressed in black tailored shining suit. Nothing was at lose except the two buttons down his neck. Infact he was wearing the shining watch which was peeking underneath his folded hands. One look on his attire and even a idiot can tell he is the definition of loaded guy.

She laughed internally when her eyes landed on his sparkly black shoes. This man even wears suit while going to sleep.

Suddenly another realisation made her snap out of her thoughts. Why was she staring at an unknown man. Okay he is godly handsome, and looks dashing in his black business like suit. So what? It's good too he has darkest shade of fine black hair which was even straighten than her own while sleeping and yes, this definately doesn't matter if he has eyelashes even longer than her. And she doesn't care if he's even rich.

She's still staring at him. Ah!!

Saanvi quickly shook her head again like a crazy girl to clear all those perverted thoughts. Alas! Where's her sanity to only admire one man in her whole life?

But her eyes still couldn't not tore and look away from the man sleeping like king. What a perfect sight. He must be a model. Mmm.. only modeling mens look this overboard eye catching master piece.

Viraj will definitely resemble a uncle of mosquito in front of him.

She sighed again and gave up when her eyes and mind decided to betray her and continued to admire the sleeping man shamelessly. Mmm.. those lips.. soft petal like..

She actually felt a little guilty taking advantage of a sleeping man and having perverted thoughts about him.

She rubbed her face gently and relaxed a bit when nothing looked out of place oh except her own clothes.

She needs to leave before this man wakes up. Or this will be so awkward to explain how she got here with him and why was even sleeping beside him.

She felt her stomach drop with thought of leaving him here. But he was no one to her. She doesn't even know his name.

She took light steps carefully to not wake him up mistakenly. And relaxed when she noticed the door a little far from her reach.

As she moved slowly and at last noticed the interior of the room. Everything looked so posh and expensive.

How much these exactly cost?

More than you have in your piggy bank.

Her inner voice replied almost instantly.

She smiled bitterely remembering about the waste of money to actually take a quicker flight to come London including all the other spendings and for whom? That liar.

She was about to move forward but halted when she noticed the familiar red dress lying in the corner of the table.

She quickly went towards it and bent down to pick it up from the ground.

It was really that pitiful dress of her.

When she remembered who actually presented her this beautiful yet in badly shaped dress disgust filled her heart.

'Let this dress die'

Another similar female voice rang in her head but she quickly shrugged it off.

Her nose scrunched when a boiled spoiled rice like smell entered her nose.

She noticed the stains and quickly threw the dress away in disgust. Ewww ... Who vomited above it?

"Ah... My nose.. so smelly.."

Her eyes wandered around the large room and fell on the long thin waist remote control and she quickly took it.

By using its thin body she held the dress up carefully but away from her nose and threw it under the table and away from anyone's line of sight

That's better.

She was not planning to wear it again anyway. Why would she keep a liar's belonging with her? It doesn't even deserve a place inside her closet.

She found her red heels in the corner and quickly put it on her bare feet.

Saanvi got ready to leave again and this time reached the door smoothly without any interruptions. It was also good the man did not woke up.

Her heart suddenly swelled up with strange emotions as she looked back last time in the direction of sleeping beautiful man. And closed the door behind her with heavy heart.

Who is he? Will I ever see him again?

Saanvi did not notice the man suddenly open his eyes and was already looking at her leaving figure quietly.

His dark grey eyes filled with something new as he watched her leave him.

He just lay their looking with utmost focus her small movements.

He slowly pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialled a number ordering the other person in his cold distant voice.

"Follow her, not even a scratch."

"Understood boss."

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