Virika FF- Written In My Heart (Chp 12 - Pg 9) - Page 3

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Chapter 10

Viren's POV

The irritating buzz of my phone's alarm woke me up but did nothing to the lady in my arms who was still sleeping fitfully. I swear she could sleep through fire, flood, earthquake- anything. Not that I complained. Watching her asleep in my arms- where I could protect her, cherish her and ensure that no harm could reach her- was the best way to start my day.

Her sleeping face was so carefree and vulnerable. The line that had appeared in between her eyebrows last night was gone. And I was thankful for that. I couldn't stand to see her sad or hurt. I felt guilty. I'd lied to her about not knowing what her parents were arguing about. Though much as I hated to see he confused and worried it wasn't my story to tell. It was her parent's. They were going to have to tell her. I hoped they did sooner rather than later.

After last night, I knew she was going to worry her head off about her parents. She didn't interfere in other people's matters, never offered undesired suggestions or advices about how someone should tackle their problems. Actually, she didn't care what people did with their lives. She didn't care. Period.

But when it came to the ones she loved, she'd do anything for them. ANYTHING.
She was like a mother hen when it came to her family. There were numerous occasions where she'd beaten girls four years older than her- just because they'd picked on Manvi. She was the kind of person, who'd never leave your side once she took you under her wing. Even if the whole world turned against you, she'd be there fighting for you.

She was loyal to a fault. And that was what I loved the most about her. The second thing I loved was how perfectly her sweet soft body fitted against mine. Like, she was made for me- which she truly was, by the way. I loved the way she smelled. Of milk and honey. Sweetest damn scent ever. It drove me crazy at times.

Okay. That's not true. It always drives me crazy.

I buried my face in the crook of her neck and inhaled deeply. Then I kissed her there. She made a soft sound. Like that of a purring cat. She always made these cute sounds in her sleep. It was adorable.

My sweet smelling smart ass beauty who purred in her sleep. My JJ. I wanted climb the highest mountain, beat my chest and scream atop of my lungs that I loved her.

You can call me a 'caveman' all you want, but you don't have a beautiful and sexy fiancee like mine, so you won't understand.

I squeezed her one last time and got out of the bed. Grabbing my phone from the nightstand I started towards the window only to come back and place a soft kiss on her forehead. She was curled up on her side, her hands tucked under her chin, those impossibly long eyelashes fanned her cheeks and a few strands of her dark brown hair fell on her face.

I needed to leave before I decided to say 'screw it' and get back in bed with her. It was almost tome for my mom to wake up. I had to be home before the elders were up.

I opened the window adjacent to her balcony door and looked out for the ladder I'd used to sneak in yesterday. It was right there. I climbed out of the window and down ladder, over the compound and jumped on the other side. Then I had to climb the tree that reached to the window in my room.

Things I do for this girl. Sighing, I shook my head at my own craziness and headed towards my bathroom to brush my teeth and change into my running clothes. Unlike some people (no names mentioned), I was an early riser. I loved to see the sunrise, how the sky changes its colours and how light overcomes darkness.

It was inspiring. Especially for a lawyer like me. It helped me believe that no matter how powerful the evil is, it is always defeated by the good. We just have to keep faith and patience.

As soon as I reached downstairs, I saw Mom in the kitchen, making breakfast. It was just about six thirty in the morning but she was up and working already. I mentally saluted her and walked to the kitchen.

"Morning Mumma," I wished, kissing her cheek.

"Good morning, sweetheart." She ruffled my hair and went back to her work. I walked out of the house with a hand towel, a small bottle of water and my earphones. Tucking up the hood of my sweatshirt, I took off.

Running helped me clear my mind. And, of course, it was a great exercise, so it also helped me make sure I stay fit and fine. What do I say? JJ loved my abs. And I loved to see her touch and carcass them. I swear they'd purr with pleasure if the could when she traced her finger over them.

Damn, my girl was hot. And I needed to stop thinking about her and her hotness or I'd have to return home halfway for a cold shower. So, for the next two hours I concentrated on my running and music.

My phone buzzed when I was heading back home. Pulling it out of my hoodie, I groaned. It was Nira.

Shit on a stick.

Yeah, I know. I am her best buddy and my reaction has totally confused you guys.

After that argument with JJ I'd sworn to never let anyone- or anything- break us. Nira was still my friend, but I'd decided to maintain my distance. Nira was a good girl, polite and sweet, but JJ hated her. Our friendship had hurt both jJ and me. So, I had to choose.

And there was never a choice when it came to JJ. I would always be with her, choose her, protect her. For me, there were just two types of girls- Jeevika and Not Jeevika. That's it.

Call me cheesy, but it's the truth.

Besides, Manvi would kick my rosy red rear into the next universe if I ever screwed up and hurt JJ. Her words, not mine. That girl could be scary as shit when she wanted to be. And she had done a great job of scaring me for a lifetime. I kinda pitied my brother.

The call ended before I got a chance to answer- or reject- it. Situation delayed. Thank freaking god. I jogged back to my lane, waving and smiling to acquaintances. I had to wind up my run early today, thanks to the client who wanted to meet me on a Sunday.

People could be so cruel. Especially rich brats. The one was meeting today had hit a poor man because he was drinking and driving. He wanted me to prove him innocent. Hah, I scoffed in my mind, like I'd ever agree to fight in his favour. I actually wanted to shove my foot so far up his ass that he'd find my toes as his teeth.

Wishful thinking.

I would just have to refuse him as politely as I could. I knew what was going to happen. I'd refuse him, he'd offer more money, I'd have to control my urge to punch him in the eye or face plant myself on the wall. Dude, I had more than twice the money his father ever did. Assholes. I was already dreading the meeting.

"Breakfast is almost ready, Viren. Shower and come down fast." Mumma had the creepy ability to recognize who entered or exited the house without even looking. Some sixth sense kinda stuff, I guess. Whatever it was, it freaked me out a little everyday.

"I'm having breakfast at JJ's." Janvi aunty had made me promise to have breakfast at their house. And it was safe to that that Jeevika's mom was as stubborn and insistent as her. With the determination she had, she could make a lion do somersaults.

And Mumma knew it. So she didn't ask or say anything. Just an, "Okay. Behave." I took my cue and left for my room. After a quick shave and a quicker shower, I put on an sky blue button up shirt, a black tie and black slacks. Classy. This was the look I preferred when dealing with pathetic rich asshats. The look oozed of money and authority. I liked it. Especially today.

Jeevika lived, like, right next door. It definitely helped in our late night escapades and sneak-ins. Her house was recently renovated. It used to be a little old fashioned- Uncle was obsessed with antique furniture. But now, after being entirely renovated, it looked enormous. Now that all the old bulky furniture was removed, there was much more space.

I pressed the buzzer and opened the door. Aunty was in the kitchen and Sanjay uncle was sitting by the kitchen counter, reading a newspaper. He offered me a warm smile when I joined him at the counter. He was a kind hearted person and an amazing lawyer. He and my father were my role models. My inspiration. They were friends from college. Both belonging to middle class families. Both having a common dream and sharing the same passion. They worked hard for years. And the result, you can see, is the most reputed law firm in the country. Remarkable.

Growing up, they were my heroes. I still remembered how I used to wear my father's extra large coat, steal a big law book from his office and sit there pretending to be talking with clients. When Mumma used to lose something, she'd ask me to find it for her. I'd be ready in Dad's coat and a magnifying glass and search the whole house for it.

Nine year old Viren didn't know the difference between a detective and a lawyer. My mother thought it was cute. She still embarrassed me with those pictures she had captured sneakily while I was too engrossed in looking at the world through the magnifying glass. I still felt horrified when she showed those pictures to her friends.

Things were strained between JJ's parents. The usual morning banter between them was missing. They were not cheerful, they were tense. I knew the reason. But JJ didn't. A pang of guilt hit me in the gut at that thought. I hoped again that they'd tell her soon.

I busied myself with the breakfast to avoid the mother of all awkward situations. Breakfast with the Chaudharis was never this quiet. I was thinking of winding it up fast and leaving when a half asleep JJ stumbled into the kitchen.

It was a rare occasion when you found Jeevika up and walking before nine in the morning. She couldn't wake up until then. Forget about talking. She couldn't speak one coherent sentence before having her coffee.

"Wow JJ, you're awake before nine. Something special today that I might've forgotten by chance?" I teased as she plopped down on the stool besides me and placied her head on the counter. Her hair was completely messed up from sleep and it looked she was having a hard time keeping her eyes open. Those Hello Kitty pajamas looked so sexy on her right now, I was salivating. Damn those pajamas. They turned me on every time. And this time was no different. Yeah, I was in the same room with her parents and I was feeling turned on.

Talk about awkward situations.

Cold fish, Viren. Cold, dead fish. Rotten fish. Shark eating a fish.
Not helping.

Grandma Vinita.
That helped. Thank you, Grandma. Rest in peace.

JJ grumbled something that sounded close to, "shut it" but didn't bother to even lift her head and look at me. "I feel the love, Jeevika. But seriously, why are you up and here so early? I mean, it is early for you."

This time she looked up and rested her chin on her fist. "You were coming for breakfast. I just wanted to join you." Her voice was throaty and oh so sexy. I kept picturing my Grandma in my mind. I'd never loved Grandma more than I did today.

She gave me a sleepy smile which ended up as a yawn. The girl was so cute, she had no effing idea. "I feel all kinds of blessed today." That earned me a punch in the arm. I waited for a snarky retort but I guess she was in no condition to think of any. As I said, I felt all kinds of blessed.

"Mum, my coffee." She slurred-whined-groaned-I don't really what.

"Coming, sweetheart. Viren, I baked a cake yesterday. Do you want to taste it?" Oh, that cake. I already got a really good taste of it last night. Not that I could tell her that. Not with her father sitting right next to me and a rifle hanging on the wall in his study. No way.

"Sure," I cleared my throat and wished that JJ would keep her sleepy mouth shut. But apparently, I was asking for too much.

"Why would you want more cake, Viren? You had enough last night. You got a good taste of it."

I choked on my paratha. Holy shit storm in hell. So much for winding up and leaving early. Her eyes widened when she realized what she'd said. She was wide awake now. But it was too late. Her parents were glaring between us. I couldn't stop coughing. Only god could save us now.

JJ shoved her face in her hands and groaned. "Oh. My. God. Why did I open my mouth before having coffee?"

We were screwed every which way from Sunday.

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