Kira's P.O.V~
This is the last document to sign and I'm ready to leave! As Ankush remains in front of my table, Rahul is yet again after him. Playing with his hair and the glasses he wears for the screen.
Ankush maybe is his boyfriend, he's very disciplined about his work, likewise Rahul, but Rahul is more hippie and blunt! Which is extremely opposite of Ankush!
The minute I wrap up the document, someone suddenly starts knocking on my door, alerting both the boys and me. "Can you stop bothering him and go check who that is?"
Rahul snickers and exposes Naveen invading my office! What is he doing here?
"Hey!" He delicately speaks as he leans forward on my table, grazing my cheeks!
I don't know what I feel every time I see him, we're supposed to get married very soon! But he feels distant!
"Are you leaving for home after this?" He's charming with his voice and his blue eyes! "Yeah! Why-- what brought you here?" I inquire as he pulls a chair to sit in front of me.
"It's been days since we meet. And you don't miss me, so I thought I'd come to you!" Well, that makes me feel bad!
"I'm sorry! It's just been very busy lately!" I sign off both Rahul and Ankush. "It's okay! Shall we spend a night together today?" Naveen affectionately demands, leaving no way out.
Naveen deliberately opens the door of the car, easing me to step out as we shortly enter my house. Aunty notices us from the kitchen and offers us glasses of water as we rest in the hall.
"Aunty, we'll have our dinner in her room!" Naveen's bright smile accompanies Auntie's as she nods away.
"I brought a new toy for you to use!" Naveen is aware of my taste and tries to comply to his best, so why am I nervous?
He's sweet, pleasant, caring, and understanding, but why do I feel so indifferent to him? I brush off these thoughts with a smile as I scan the house and meet no sign of Moksh.
He's in his room, I guess! It's better if he stays there. I don't want any trouble. Especially, when Naveen is here!
Moskh's P.O.V~
I saw her with a guy, and I don't know who is he! She spent her night with him! "What are you thinking?" Aunty pulls me out of my thoughts with her speech as I, troubled, walk toward her.
Same as every day, she's cooking breakfast for Kira, which I serve in her room every morning! I respond with a quiet, "nothing," as I pour water for myself.