A month ago in Amsterdam.

"come on bro... I really don't get it ..... why are you not approaching her? It's been almost an hour that girl is giving so obvious hints to you" said Mike nudging Arjun's arm.

he looked up and followed his friend's stare but paid no attention to the gorgeous girl who was giving him seductive looks. 

" so... what's new in that...she should be brave enough to come and talk..." Arjun said with a smirk. "Are we not handsome enough... why no one pay attention to us" Mike sighed in defeat asking his other friend and glared at Arjun making them laugh......

Arjun frowned getting a call "Yes Mom.... ... okay..... I'll be at home in an hour.... bye... ...yeah... Mom, don't worry I am not drunk.... I can drive..." 

He turned to his friends with a sorry smile " Sorry amigos... had to leave right now....." by this he walked towards the exit but not before winking at the girl who was earlier staring at him making her smile shyly. And his friends shook their heads already knowing Arjun was a charmer.

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Arjun may be arrogant and rude handsome for others still girls die to get his attention. But when it comes to being bound in a relationship or should I say getting married to a girl. He prefers being a bachelor. Too much idealism in a relationship makes it boring, that's what he thinks. There are instances when he had one-night stands... yep he is not an ideal guy and he doesn't even care to hide his true self from society.

Coming to his type... so being bold, beautiful, gorgeous, sexy, and most important thing is straightforward are the qualities you should have if you want Arjun to like you. And what he doesn't like is a person having a selfless attitude, too much kindness can lead you to live an unhappy life.

When he was 10 years old ... his parents left India to expand their family business but his Dadaji was persistent to live here in his house, in India where his late wife's memories reside. Arsh assured Rahul that he and his family would take care of Dadaji.. and Rahul & Mansi too used to visit at regular intervals with their little daughter but Arjun never came.

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in India

" Manya..... take a break from our studies.... come here..." my mom called me .....I know she wants to give some work, that's why saying this ' take a break...'

I went and smiled understanding her intention "Why not say it directly... 'do this work'..."

" okay.... do this work.... deliver this puri, sabzi... to Rahul and Mansi's house .... " 

" do I look like a Zomato...wala," I said sarcastically...

" yes..." she smiled like a Cheshire cat...

"They took Dadaji for a regular check and their son ... Arjun.. is coming ... I told Mansi not to worry about their lunch ... I'll take care of that.... so.... go... quickly... he is about to arrive anytime.."

" Arjun......" I was a bit surprised.... she patted my cheek lightly... " go before it gets cold... " and I nodded.

its been so long since we met each other... he used to be very silent as a kid as far as I remember. but he was kinda super cute as a kid, I wonder what he looks like now...why he never came to meet his Dadaji... even his small sister also came so many times, she is really sweet.... she already arrived a week ago ... but Arjun didn't come with them... 

All these thoughts surrounded my mind when I entered their gate and reached the main door, inserted the spare key that Mansi Aunty gave us for times like this.

The drawing room is pitch black, i proceeded towards the kitchen and kept both massively filled utensils..... and when I turned to leave .... that proved to be my biggest mistake.... cause I was trapped under a strong grip...................................................................................................

My heart is thudding rapidly in my chest as I look at those unique blue eyes staring at me.

" who the hell are you.... and how did u get in here ..... bloody robber... that too a girl.... " 

woah😲.... his voice is so deep... can make chills ran through your body..... ....oh....no..no...no.shit .... shit.... shit.....he is thinking of me as a thief... I am in big trouble now..... help me...

I was too distracted. my eyes scanned his toned chest and butterflies erupt in my stomach. He is indeed so perfect & beautiful like he was years back. I shook my head to get out of this shameless staring.

just take off ur strong hand from my mouth.... then only I can speak ..... mister. why is he so damn strong...

" mmm....." I managed to speak and struggled and seems like he got the message, and removed his hand.

I gave him a small and nervous smile " I am not a thief... I am your neighbor... Manya... remember me..... " hoping that he might recall our friendship although it was for a short period... it was a true and innocent and pure friendship of two kids...

he didn't say anything... just stare... okay, I don't think he remembers...... Bloody Rude Fellow...

His scrutinizing gaze made me look down, my cheeks burning.

" what are you doing here ?" his question made me gulp in fear....as he scanned me from top to bottom.

" Aunty told us ... u are coming today... they all took Dadaji for check... I just came to deliver lunch for u all... I kept that over there on that slab...." I indicated the direction through my eyes.

he raised his perfectly shaped eyebrow and smirked saying "Why??????...... are you a zomato wala..... "

this Bastard..... cracking a joke on me......

I shook my head a little... getting awkward in this position .... my hands were paining.

 I furrowed my brows at his useless joke. "my mom made this not only for you but for everyone...... told me to give this to you."

he nodded in return.

"Now... leave me... " I cried in pain, wiggling and struggling to get rid of his unbreakable grip but he stepped closer causing me to hold my breath. why the hell is he testing my patience a brilliant idea crossed my mind..... I lift my knee to kick him where the sun doesn't shine.....hehehehehe😁😁😁 I am so clever.

but who am I kidding, before I could succeed he blocked my leg with his strong foot.... smartass... way too much.....

" brilliant little one ... but I am the principal while you are just a 1st class kid." he enjoyed my embarrassment giving me a smug look.

suddenly he left me, pulling back

" fine ..... get out now..."

excuse me... what about thank you.... can't he express a bit of gratitude to me... 

I was about to leave when his deep voice boomed behind me.

" you might enter this house without anyone's permission but don't dare to enter my room as if you own it.... AM I CLEAR....."

... but I won't allow him to bully me this time...

"Trust me... I Don't even have any interest in coming to that stupid ... pathetic room of an arrogant man" I am sure he was not expecting this comeback and I felt proud of my comeback. I left without giving him a single glance.

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Little did she know... he did turn to see her leaving his house, taking confident steps and her beautiful braid moving side to side as she moved. He grinned amusingly at the girl's audacity and the way she spoke .... admit it or not ...but he found her fiery enough...

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