Forbidden Mania

ka's

et. I could feel Arsh's gaze flicker toward me every few seconds, and I kept my

eeling slightly self-conscious under his intense gaze. He parked th

know.I could've handled myself." I sai

g. "Oh, I'm sure you could. But that do

. "You're awfully protective for someone

ged at his lips. "Never for you, plus unbo

I muttered, earning a

ning the door for me. I couldn't help but smile at how gentlemanl

the front door, he s

d and paused, lo

to ask... Do you think I coul

rised. "Decorate my room?

"Bade aye aap, Ek din bola tha maine."

iye mene." He interrupted with a laugh

my cheek

and don't do that." I said and poi

d." He whispered and stepped closer, towering ove

ssing my arms in mock offense w

efly to my lips, then quickly back up to my eyes. H

it Mi

es but smiled

of this one. Are you going

d. "Lead

the door, I couldn't help the little

as like the lines between us were blurring in a way I wasn't

l stacked in the corner. My room was plain, with just the essentials, b

an?" Arsh asked, s

ned, pulling out some fairy l

hould've guessed." He s

, plugging the lights into the wall to check if they worked. A warm

along the bedframe, his eyes never leaving me. "Y

onto the bed to reach the top of the wall. "Baba's always

ist. I froze, my heart thudding in my chest at the simple touch. I could feel the heat

." Arsh murmured, his

ut my voice sounded breath

ok at him, I found his face closer than I'd realized. His eyes were locked on m

he d

nd lingering at my waist even as I stood on solid grou

oftly. "Why did y

moment, I thought he might brush it off, but then his gaze s

e admitted, his voice rough. "I do

ssed, my heart ra

. "Because I respect you, Mishka. I'd never want to make you

s honesty. "But I"ve never

tepped closer again, his ha

t to rush anything. I'd rather wait until I'm

I couldn't help but smile up at him, touched by how

his hands. "I"ll take

g slightly. "It is. Now, help me hang t

pillows and me playfully swatting him away whenever he got too close. But through it all, ther

the sound of the front door op

he living room. Arsh followed behind, qui

ies. His eyes landed on me first, a warm smile spreading across his

him with a nod, his t

ul smile. "Good evening, sir. I was ju

I smiled, trying to ease the tens

red, clearly not convinc

d, sensing the shift. "Thank y

appointment and gratitude. As he stepped outside, he t

ight, M

d, watching him walk away unti

e lingered, leaving me with the feeling that no matter

rning around, fee

led, eyes tired still warm for me. Say

I whispere