ARHI... Destinado A Amarte Ch 7 (48) - Page 13

Chapter 4

Everyone at the party stared at him as he entered its premises. It was one thing he hated but loved the most. The attention he would have around him was something he was so used to have. Men would look at him as their guide, to reach his level with success and women would look at him as their man. In short, no one would ever dare to ignore him. The thought brought a smile. His arm stayed around her waist, securely, as they made their way to meet their families and friends. Khushi was eager to meet Raj but truth to be told, he never liked Raj when it came to Khushi.

"Come on, Sid," he heard her, "Raj will kill me for being late…"

Chuckling at her words, Sid looked down at her only to find her staring at a guy in front of them. A brotherly protectiveness hit every nerve in him as he eyed the guy. He had day's old stubble with a black button down shirt and a worn out jeans, Sid noticed. Sid didn't give much of his thoughts about the guy and led their way to meet Raj. "I am sure I will kill Raj as soon as the thought hit his brains," he said, making her smile but saw her looking back over her shoulder, at the guy. "Someone you know…?" he asked teasingly, not wanting to give away that he didn't like her looking at a random stranger.

"He is the same one from the beach today," she informed in a low voice, "the couple that I photographed." Biting her lip, she continued, "do you think I should apologize for capturing his personal moment?"

Shaking his head at her innocence, he looked around him and then stared down at her after deciding they had no audience. "That," he said, "might be a wrong step, Khushi. Remember a thing here, never ever approach a stranger." Saying so, he kissed her forehead, not wanting to add further on the topic that would increase her curiosity. Khushi was not a girl who would take any orders. She wanted to have reasons and she was a girl who would live in her own fantasy world. But Sid knew the way the society works and the way a 18 year old girl mentality was. If objected, they would do just the same, but if reasoned in a right way, they would stay away from doing those things. He wasn't judging any guy here, he was worried about his Khushi and wanted the best for her. The rest was boring as he said his greetings to everyone around him, introducing Khushi to important people and made his way when Khushi tortured him to meet Raj. That was when he noticed her with a camera, capturing pictures of Mehra's family.

The first thought he had was that she was a photographer. She had informed about having her personal plans and he wondered whether she meant regarding this. He was shocked to see her in that way, her hair all tied up in a messy bun and angling the camera in different ways. Her eyes intense on lens and the way she bit her lip while checking on the photos made him want her then and there. Controlling his lust, he led the way towards her after leaving Khushi near Payal.

He watched her as she stepped back to get a clear view. Another thought stuck his mind at the same moment. Was she a photographer other than his PA? If there was anything that Sid hated was to know his employees having another job in parallel. And that employee being her made him anger. "I never thought to meet you here," he said from her behind, making her jump at the sudden voice and satisfied to watch her eyes go wide at him. "Is this what you implied when you said to have personal plans? Do you have jobs other than my PA?"

A flicker of anger filled in her eyes as she stared back at him, clearly hurt by his rude talks but answered back with confidence. "Good evening, Mr. Modi, it is a shocking surprise to meet you in this way. No, I don't think there is a clause for your employees to share their plans during off hours with you. And no, I have no other 24x7 jobs other than being your PA."

If the sarcasm and smart comeback didn't address him, Sid would find it very amusing and would have kissed her by pushing all the thoughts but however, her answer hurt his ego. He stepped forward toward her and hissed, "don't play with me, Anahita. What are you doing here? And before you snap back let me clear this, I hate to have my employees working in any other offices and I am sure you know this clause well." He smiled when she backed off from snapping back and continued, "so this is natural for me to ask you regarding your other jobs," stressing the word other.

"I do know regarding the clause, Sir," Ana replied with a smile, stressing 'sir', "I have no such jobs. I am a freelance photographer and I had considered this with the HR department on the day of my appointment and had permission that I can carry on with my past time job every now and then. Trust me, I am working for your company and no one else."

With that, she excused herself and did few random clicks. Sid watched her walk up to a man, talk to him with a smile, and turned away to leave the place. "I have no idea you are a photographer," he confessed while walking along with her to which she stared at him with a frown.

"I am not aware I should discuss my personal life with you, Sir," she said and resumed walking, "now, I have personal plans to attend. Good night, Mr. Modi."

Just like that, he watched her go and hugged a guy who was waiting for her in the lot and realized the guy was the same one Khushi had taken a picture that noon.

Who the hell is he…? Sid thought, hating him already, realizing that he had no idea about Anahita, the girl who held his attention from the time he laid his eyes on her.

"I am sorry," Ana said with a smile, "are you bored?" and watched her brother shake his head while folding a tissue. Stopping him, she took hold of it and waved at him. "Do you mind me reading this, Mr. Mechanic?"

"It's nothing Ana," Arnav replied sheepishly as they made their way out of the place, "how was your shoot?"

Ana knew he wasn't speaking about the shoot but about Sohail. "It was fine till the end," she said, thinking about another man with whom, she knew, Arnav would have huge problem, "I ran into my boss and he was like, 'is it really you?' that's funny, actually."

He watched her for a long minute, studying her. It took all her strength to hide her emotions. She was not sure, but there was something in Siddhant Modi that she didn't want to discuss with anyone, not even with her brother. She knew Sid was attracted to her. She knew how he was thinking about her. But he never crossed his limits, not even tried to display his intentions with physical movements. All he did was, let her know through his eyes. Ana was glad to have such a boss, who never wanted to take any wrong steps even though it meant suppressing his… attraction. Arnav will never approve of it if he knew how Sid was feeling for her. To cover herself, she turned to face him, "let's see what you got in this piece." With that she opened the folded tissue and started reading.

Spending under the tree

Watching the moon in a pond

Wondering where the light

Of my heart resides

Walking down the aisle

You never glanced at my direction

But far away from you

A hope sparked within me

A doubt made its roots

As I stared in the pond

Is moon the beautiful creature

Or is it you

Under the tree I realized

The glow increases

When the moon swings in water

Let me be your pond

Oh human incarnation of moon

To lit the dark with your glow

Ana hugged Arnav as the poem settled deep within her. It was not the first time that she read his writings but it was something that felt new. Describing a woman with moon and proposing her in a unique way… "you are the best, Arnav, do you know that?"

Arnav chuckled at her words. "A crow is the most beautiful creature for its mother, Ana," he explained in his way, "but no one even likes to look at it."

"It's their unlucky thing to not know about the huge sacrifice the rainbow crow made," Ana snapped, making him laugh. "Anyway," she eyed him, "who is this moon girl?"

Arnav shrugged at her. "No one in particular," he said but his thoughts went back to the camera girl in black dress back in the party.

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