𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 1
"You... just left my room! I don't want to see your ugly face again, you..." He said ferociously, clenches his fists and his face turns red with rage. He takes a step toward her.
without uttering a word, she quietly exits the room, her...
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In the confined space of the car, Siddharth found it increasingly challenging to focus on the road as Raha sat beside him. His gaze remained fixated on her, making driving an intricate dance between admiration and attention to the road.
Raha, sensing his stare, chose not to acknowledge it and busied herself with her phone. Siddharth, however, struggled to divert his attention from her enchanting presence. Despite this internal tug-of-war, his skilled driving remained unaffected, a testament to his ability to navigate both the road and the captivating sight beside him.
As they arrived at the hotel, Siddharth, familiar with the grandeur of the establishment from his frequent visits for business parties and club nights, navigated the car effortlessly into the valet parking area. His connection with this place had somewhat faded since his marriage, as clubbing had become less frequent.
On the other side, Raha, observing the hotel from the car window, was visibly awestruck by its beauty. Her gaze traveled from the top to the bottom of the imposing structure. Siddharth found her reaction endearing, appreciating the genuine wonder in her eyes.
Not only did he find it cute, but a fleeting thought crossed Siddharth's mind. He pondered the idea of buying the hotel if Raha ever expressed a liking for it. The notion of fulfilling her desires, no matter how grand, resonated with him.
Siddharth opened the car door and gracefully pulled Raha out, surprising her with his chivalrous gesture. As he closed the car door, they took a step forward, but Siddharth, ever attentive, noticed that the lower part of Raha's dress was folded.
Without hesitation, he knelt down on one knee, adjusting her dress and then tightening her shoelaces. Raha stood there in mild shock, uncertain of how to react to his unexpected actions. Siddharth, with a reassuring smile, rose to his feet and gently took her hand in his.
Together, hand in hand, they entered the grandeur of the hotel, leaving behind the small, yet significant, moments of care and consideration shared between them.
As Siddharth and Raha entered the hotel, all eyes turned toward them. Siddharth, a well-known figure, attracted attention wherever he went. The onlookers were astonished to see him with a companion, and the fact that he was holding her hand added to the intrigue.
Raha, feeling the weight of the stares, became nervous, anticipating questions about her presence. Aware of Siddharth's temper, she worried about a potential outburst. As everyone observed Siddharth, he, in response, pulled Raha closer by her waist, catching her off guard.
