Keeping his hand at the small of her back Sidharth led Shehnaaz inside as they stepped onto the plush, custom-fitted carpet of his private jet. The interior was a seamless blend of opulence and cutting-edge technology, designed to make the skies feel like an extension of his luxurious life.

Taking slow steps shehnaaz moved inside while sidharth was just behind her following her steps. She looked around, her curiosity peeking through her eyes as she observed everything while sidharth let her take her time standing behind her with his lips curled up a little.

The cabin is intimate and luxurious—plush leather seats in a warm, rich tone face each other across a narrow aisle, surrounded by polished wood paneling and soft ambient lighting.

Between them, sleek glass-topped tables gleamed under the ambient LED lighting that adjusted softly to the time of day. Overhead, handcrafted wood paneling gave the space a warm, refined atmosphere, while soundproofed walls ensured absolute tranquility.

"come" sidharth led her towards the seat making her take a seat while she kept looking around like a curious kid. Her doe eyes expressing her astonishment.

"I'll be back in a minute" sidharth informed her to which she looked at him and gave a small nod.

Turning around Sidharth went towards the door where rana stood waiting for him and some of his men standing down. Their luggage was already arranged inside by his men before they entered the plane.

"Rana, make sure Mrs. Shergill stays safe. Unko koi dikkat nhi aani chahiye" sidharth ordered. His tone holding the authority that left no place for mistakes.

"Sure bhai. I'll take care of ma'am" rana nodded at him. His tone was confident, the way sidharth wanted.

A minute later sidharth went inside while Rana took the stairs going down. Walking up to shehnaaz sidharth saw her looking out of the open window.

Taking another step he slipped on the seat beside her making her realise his presence. She turned towards him with a big smile adorning her lips making him look at her surprised as her expressions told him that something was going on in her mind.

"You want to say something?" he asked knowing that she couldn't stay silent if she had some thought knocking in her mind.

"Yes" she nodded at him extra enthusiastically making him chuckle lowly.

"and what is it?" he raised his eyebrow encouraging her to say whatever was going on in her mind.

"this is not some commercial plane. right?" she enquired while glancing around with her doe eyes shimmering with excitement.

"yes, this is my private jet" he responded looking at her with his gaze soft, his face calm.

"I knew it, mujhe samjh aagya tha. dekha I am so smart" she kept her head high as she talked proudly about her being knowledgeable about the difference between a commercial plane and a private jet.

"How do you know? Have you travelled in one before?" he questioned looking at her surprised.

"no, I've not. but papa used to say that he wants to buy a jet some day. For us, you know mumma papa and me. I know papa would own a private jet some day, for sure" she talked while remembering the conversation her father used to have with her mother about buying a jet.

Tears started to brim in her eyes as she looked up trying not to cry. Her hands gripped the seat as she bit her inner cheek pushing the tears back.

Standing beside her sidharth was looking at her shocked. His eyes flashing the confusion as well as shock as her words rang in his mind.

Why would she say that her father would buy a jet some day? It wasn't possible. She wished for something that would never come true.

The comfusion with her statement made him want to ask her. He felt like asking her about her father but observing how she was trying to control her tears made him stop. He didn't want to make her cry by asking something he shouldn't be.

Her tears bothers him too much to let her shed them.

A flight attendant stands near the galley, offering a discreet nod to Sidharth to confirm they're ready for takeoff. Seatbelt signs glow softly above them.

"seat belt" sidharth gestured towards the seat belt making her look at him and nod. Sidharth put on his seat belt while keeping his gaze fixed on her as she did the same.

Her face was a little pale now. Her eyes held an unknown pain suppressed inside along with those tears that she tried to hide. Her usual personality seemed lost behind that sadness her heart was engulfed with now.

Her sadness bothered him. His heart felt heavy knowing she was dealing with something alone. He didn't want her to be sad even for a second. It made him restless as if he could feel her pain. He wanted to do something to pull her out of her sadness.

"I was talking to my mother early this morning when she told me that they don't keep chocolates at home" he chose the words which could take her attention as he started the conversation with her.

His words did work. Turning towards him she looked at him shocked. Her complete attention was now on chocolate. Her expressions told him that she believed him. He had to bit his inner cheek to stop himself from smiling.

"but you told me that if they don't have chocolates you will make sure to fill the fridge with them" she asked with urgency. A frown appeared on her face because of the displeasure his statement gave.

"I know I said that but mom wouldn't let me" he managed to keep the most innocent expressions on his face trying to make her believe that he was scared of his mother. That he couldn't do anything against her wish.

Before she could say another word the plane begins to move forward as the pilots increased engine power, the plane picking up speed gradually. The sound grows louder, almost deafening near the engines, as the tires roll swiftly along the tarmac.

Her breath quickened, her heart started to race with the speed of the plane. Panic flashed in her eyes as she looked at him making him realise that she was scared.

Turning back into her seat she pressed her body back into the seat, her body going stiff. She moved her hands towards him while he was quick to hold her hand in his.

Her fingers wrapped around his fingers holding his hand in her tight grip, her eyes shut tightly. He let her dig her fingers in his palm, her small nails sinking in his palm.

"just relax, you will be fine" he brushed his thumb on her knuckles with the softest touch and started to make circles around her knuckles with his thumb trying to calm her down.

His touch felt soothing to her fear. Her stiff body loosened a bit as she took a deep breath. She kept her eyes closed while his eyes were fixed on her.

With enough speed and lift generated by the wings, the main wheels leave the runway — the moment of liftoff.

The plane ascends into the sky, tilting upward at a steep angle, leaving behind the airport.

He kept making circles around her knuckles keeping her calm. Her movements relaxed as she stopped sinking her nails in his skin while he was completely unbothered with her nail movements.

"open your eyes" once the plane was stable in the air, sidharth demanded in his gentle tone making her slowly open her eyes.

Her eyes held his gaze as he gestured with his eyes to look outside. Turning her face around she looked outside the window. Her eyes which flashed fear a minute ago were now shimmering with excitement as she looked out of the window.

"kitna sundar lag raha hai sab" she expressed her excitement keeping her gaze fixed outside while his lips curled up as he admired her excited self.

Her eyes were shimmering with excitement, her lips were turned into a big smile showing her bunny teeth.

She was happy. He felt relieved.

Something came in her mind making her turn around as she looked for something. Her sling bag kept in front of her was what she needed.

The moment she tried to move forward her hand to take the bag, a frown etched on her face.

The moment she tried to move her hand to take her bag, a frown etched on her face making her look down at her hand.

Her hand was held in a firm yet gentle grip of sidharth with his fingers entwined with hers. She looked at their entwined hands and then at him who was looking at her only.

His face was calm, his gaze gentle, his lips curled up in a soft smile. This side of his, calm and gentle makes her want to talk to him about everything and anything she wants to.

She feels like talking her heart out in front of him when his gaze would be so gentle sending a wave of an unexplainable comfort to her.

On the other hand whenever he looked at her with an intensity she couldn't decipher, it would make her voice stuck in her throat as if she never knew how to talk. Her body would shiver making her want to hide into him from him only.

Right now it was her time to talk her heart out.

"you are holding my hand" she informed him gesturing with her eyes towards the entwined hands thinking that he might not have realised.

"I know" he responded. His voice calm, his words deliberate, his tone firm.

"then leave it na, I need my hand back" with a frown she demanded while trying to pull her hand back only for him to give a gentle tug to her hand pulling her towards himself.

Her body jolted towards him making her rest her other hand on his shoulder balancing herself while her eyes widened as she looked at him surprised with his move.

She tried to move back only for him to pull her to himself again making her hand rest on his chest this time. She narrowed her eyes at him sending the cutest glare to him that made his lips curl into a smirk.

"I can't. I need it more than you" his voice was low, deep with a layer of emotions while his thumb made circles around her knuckles.

The low deep voice of his made her whole form shiver while her breathes started to get heavy. His gaze was soft yet she could feel another layer beneath that softness. The time for her voice to get stuck in her throat seemed close now.

"y-you have your own hands. why do you need mine?" her voice betrayed her making her stutter as she tried to talk with confidence.

His gaze turned intense, the one that makes her shiver as he pulled her closer by her hand making her breaths go heavy. His hand moved closer to her face as he brushed his thumb on her cheek with a feather light touch.

Her eyes fluttered shut, her lips parted slightly to take in a much needed breath that she felt loss of.

Her heart was beating fast under the intensity of the closeness they were sharing in the moment. The smirk on his lips deepened observing how her body reacted to his touch.

He had been observing it since the first time they met that night, in the rain. The spark was there from the very first moment they shared.

"I am sure you don't want to know it, naaz" sidharth breathed leaning his face closer to her face while his thumb traced her cheek with the softest touch making her hand grip his jacket, her fingers curling onto the soft fabric.

Looking down he observed her hand movement clearly. Her holding his shirt does something to him. It makes him feel belonged. Belonged to her. It makes him feel like she has an undying right on him.

It's been a few days only and she has messed up with his mind, she has messed up with his heart bringing them at the same point ending the battle between the logics of his mind and desire of his heart.

Her heart was pounding against her chest with their proximity while her fingers gripped his jacket more tightly but something striked in her mind making her open her eyes as a frown etched on her face.

Moving a little back she looked at him while he was surprised with her sudden move. She was loosing her senses a moment ago and now she was looking at him confused.

"my name is shehnaaz, why did you call me naaz?" she questioned him making him look at her surprised.

She could demand answers for everything and anything. She could make him answerable to her for anything she wanted. He realised.

"I like naaz more" he confessed with a glint of mischief in his tone as he looked at her observing her reaction. She thought for a second keeping her finger on her cheek.

"abhi aapne naaz bulaya na mujhe toh ab mujhe bhi achha lag ra hai naaz. pta hai kisi ne mujhe iss naam se bulaya hi nhi pehle kabhi" she grinned showing her teeth as she liked the name making his lips curl up into a smile.

"par ab aap ko mujhe naaz hi bulana padega. jaise mumma mujhe sanu bulati hain kyunki agar mumma phir mujhe shehnaaz bolti hain na toh mujhe lgta hai maine kuchh glti kar di hai issliye unhone mera pura naam liya, phir mujhe boht bura lagta hai. toh ab aap mujhe naaz hi bulaoge, agar kabhi shehnaaz bulaya toh mein hurt ho jaungi, mujhe phir bula lag jata hai. ya toh phir pehle hi mera koi aise naam nhi rakho, agar rakha hai toh phir ussi naam se bulana padega humesha nhi toh mein dukhi ho jaungi na, phir roungi baith ke, hurt houngi, sochungi maine kya kara hai, boht lamba process ho jaata hai na phir" she kept yapping while her words made him chuckle loudly taking her attention as she stopped talking.

He had a big smile playing on his lips listening to her while another chuckle left his mouth as her words rang in his mind. Her own lips curled up into a smile reflecting his blissful smile.

"aap ki smile kitni pyaari hai. aap itna kam smile kyun karte ho? itne toh pyaare lag rahe ho" she was again innocently honest making him stop smiling as he locked his gaze with her.

Her eyes reflected the adoration she felt for him seeing him smiling while his reflected astonishment and beneath that lay the most raw layer of happiness, a sense of peace he felt in that moment.

She was making him feel the deepest layer of need one could feel for a person. It was so raw to make one feel that he couldn't breathe if the other person wouldn't be there with him.

"wajah ni thi smile karne ki par ab mil gyi hai" he breathed gazing into her eyes while she just smiled big in response unaware about the meaning of his words and that made him smile.

She was going to give him a tough time if things kept going the way they were going.

"haan toh abhi aap promise kro, aap mujhe naaz hi bulaoge na?" she brought the topic of her utmost concern back while putting her pinky finger forward making him raise his eye brow at her.

"arre ye pinky promise hota hai, aise meri ungli mein apni ungli daalo aur promise karo" she answered his silent question while explaining to him about the promise.

"I promise, naaz" giving in to her demand he promised the way she asked bringing an adorable smile on her face.

"ab theek hai, achha abhi mera dusra hath toh chhor do aap, mujhe apna phone nikalna hai bag se" she demanded with a cute pout forming on her lips.

He didn't want to leave her hand but he had to. Brushing his thumb one last time on her knuckles he let go of her hand while the touch of her soft fingers wrapped around his rough fingers lingered on his skin making him look at his hand with a smile.

Taking her sling bag she took out her mobile and passed it to him which he held but his gaze was questioning.

"meri pictures lo na achhi achhi. mein aise bahr dekhungi aap picture click karna" she demanded making him look at her in surprise.

He was doing things for her by choice because he wanted to. He felt like doing everything she would ask him to.

Nobody gets to tell him what to do and what not to do and there she was literally making him dance on her fingers and she wasn't even aware of that.

She wasn't aware of the power she has started to hold on to him but he was.  He knew where things were leading.

Her demands felt so natural to him as if he was the only one who should be fulfilling her every demand.

"kya sochne lg gye aap? photo click kro na, mein thak gyi pose dete dete" her voice brought him back as he listened to her cute complaint.

He angled the camera to click her picture but something came in his mind making him keep her mobile aside as he brought out his own mobile.

"what happened? aapne mera phone kyun side mein rakh diya?" she asked making him sigh.

She has a question ready on his every move, on every sentence that leaves his mouth.

This was something he doesn't tolerate. Anyone questioning him!

No one dares to question him as that doesn't go well with him.

But he would answer her every question with patience, keeping his tone gentle and his gaze soft.

"because the camera quality of my phone is better than yours" he responded with the most logical reason as that would be very convincing.

"haww, toh aapne mujhe kam achhe camere wala phone kyun diya?" she glared at him making him face palm himself internally. This girl would make him go crazy one day.

"maine nhi kharida tha. Rana ne kharida tha toh mujhe pta nhi tha" he put the blame on rana who didn't even know that sidharth had gifted her a mobile. He himself was the one to order it for her online.

"achha, koi baat nhi phir ab vo toh yahan hain nhi. aur jab koi saamne na hon toh unko bura bura ni bolna chahiye. chlo phir aap apne phone mein hi click karo aur phir mujhe send kar dena, theek hai?" she asked tilting her head a little making her look adorable than she already was while he took a deep breath before nodding at her.

Her cuteness would take his breaths away some day. He was sure of the way she makes him feel.

Sidharth clicked some pictures of her the way she demanded. Her antics made him chuckle quite a few times in between the photograph session.

"abhi hum ek selfie bhi lete hain. nhi aisa karte hain hum na, nhi ruko aap ye btaao aapke phone mein snapchat hai?" an idea came in her mind and she was excited again making him look at her with curiousity.

"ye snapchat kya hai?" he asked, confusion reflecting on his features as he wasn't aware about the application.

"offo, aapko snapchat nhi pta? lao apna phone do mein btati hun" she put her hand forward demanding his mobile while he kept the device on her hand without asking her any question.

Shehnaaz downloaded the application in his mobile while sidharth had his focus on her only not caring about what she was doing in his mobile.

"aapka username kya rakhen?" she asked while thinking for a username.

"kya, jo naam hai, sidharth wahi rakhdo" he answered casually while she scrunched her nose in displeasure making him frown this time.

"nhi, kuchh aise ulta pulta naam rakhte hain na. mzaa aayega. ummmmmmmm kya rakhun" she kept thinking while he chose to rest his head back and close his eyes letting her whatever she wanted to do on his mobile.

"Mr. Khadus?" she talked to herself while thinking making him open his eyes and look at his with his eye brow raised with annoyance.

"nhi nhi, par ab toh aap pyaare insaan ban gye hain" she giggled enjoying his expressions.

"Mr. Pyaara rakh dun kya phir?" her voice was teasing this time as she thought that annoying him might be fun. He fake glared at her making her giggle as she understood that he wasn't really angry.

"haan mil gya, boht hi cute sa username rakh rahi hun" she smiled bright while creating his account with the name she just chose to take his attention.

Leaning forward he looked at the mobile screen to see what name she has given to him. The username was only an emoji. An emoji of a penguin.

"you chose a penguin emoji as my username?" he asked in disbelief. After all the thinking this was what she came up with?

"yes" she accepted proudly making him look at her blankly. Was she serious? The grin on her face let him know that of course she was.

Sidharth Raichand was given a penguin emoji as his username in some application he doesn't even know about.

"why would you do that?" he asked, his tone low as if he was already tired with the ongoing session but her smile made him want to keep going.

To keep obeying her demands.

"because I wanted to" she responded leaving him speechless. This was him. He would do whatever he wanted to and now she was making him do whatever she wanted him to. 

"achha, abhi aapka account ban gya hai. mein aap ke account se khud ko request bhej rahi hun pehle" she searched for her username and sent a request to herself from his I'd while he kept looking at the screen like a lost lid who didn't know what was happening around him.

"tumhara username kya hai?" he asked calmly though he had already seen her username when she searched for it.

"arre mera username toh shehnaaz hi hai" she blurted out in a flow but the next second realisation hit her as she looked at him who was looking at her with his brow raised.

"khud ka username apna naam rakha hua hai aur meri baari mein kuchh ulta seedha rakhte hain, haan?" his tone was laced with mischief while he bit his inner cheek to stop his smile.

"ulta seedha nhi, ulta pulta" she corrected him.

"don't change the topic" he warned.

"vo toh maine aise hi rakha hua hai na, meri I'd mein koi hai toh hai nhi, mera koi friend ni hai na, mein toh snapchat bas snaps bnane ke liye use karti hun usme boht saare filters hote hain na" she tried to give a reason which was the truth also while the mischievous glint faded away from his face.

He knew she didn't have any friends because of the information he had received about her. There were many pieces of the information about her that seemed suspicious to him. He hadn't given it a thought then but now he felt like he had to.

"mujhe bnaogi apna friend?" he asked keeping his gaze fixed on her while her eyes lit up, a big smile adorning her face showing her teeth.

He could see that his wish to become her friend made her really happy.

"aap sachi mein mere friend banoge?" she asked, her tone laced with excitement as she looked at him with her doe eyes holding a hope.

Hope to make her first ever friend.

"agar tum banana chahogi toh zroor banunga" he responded with a gentle smile playing on his lips soothing her heart.

"theek hai toh phir aaj se aap mere friend ho aur mein aapki friend hun toh hum dono ek dusre ke friend hain" she declared putting her hand forward for a hand shake.

"friends" sidharth nodded with a smile. His gaze was soft, adoring her happy self. He felt content.

The footsteps of the flight attendant took their attention.

"Sir, ma'am would you like to have something to eat?" the flight attendant stood in front of them asking in a polite tone.

Shehnaaz's eyes lit up at the mention of food. Just the mention of food made her feel hungry. Sidharth bit his inner cheek to stop the smile seeing her excitement.

"what do you want to eat?" he asked making her think for a moment while the flight attendant waited patiently.

"maybe red sauce pasta?" she was puzzled as she tried to think about something else but she didn't want to eat something too heavy when not at home.

"You sure?" sidharth enquired seeing her confusion to which she nodded excitedly.

"and colddrink, Pepsi" she added hurriedly making him look at her with his eyebrow raised. He didn't like her choice of drink.

"maybe some juice?" he suggested keeping his tone calm while looking at her.

"no, why? mein ni, I want colddrink only" she didn't buy his suggestion as she shook her head making him sigh.

"Bring her what she has asked for and a black coffee for me" sidharth ordered making the attendant nod at them politely and walk out of there.

"you are not hungry?" she asked confused as he didn't order anything to eat for himself.

"no" he shook his head making her pout. Was she going to eat alone then?  She thought to think about food later and complete what they were doing.

"achha chlo abhi snapchat par na selfie lete hain. ye baat toh bich mein hi reh gyi thi. aur na boht saari snaps bnayenge filters laga kar. phir ek saal baad notification aayegi toh ek dusre ko bhejenge ki dekho pichhle saal hum iss time plane mein the, aur agle saal toh hum sath nhi honge na to snap bhej ke ek dusre ko yaad karenge aur na hum streak bhi banayenge theek hai? sab log banate hain mujhe bhi banani hai toh mein aapke sath banaungi" she talked about everything related to snapchat, excitement clear in her tone.

He didn't understand a word about snapchat. All he grasped out of that conversation was them not being together next year.

Her words played in his mind again and again. The thought of them not being together the next year, it bothered him. His heart felt heavy with the thought of her not being in his life.

He didn't want it to happen. He wouldn't let it happen !

"aap phir se kahin kho gye. kya sochne lag jaate ho baar baar? chlo na selfie lete hain" she nudged his shoulder making him look at her.

Her doe eyes staring at him, the pout on her lips, her cheeks puffed up a little expressing her irritation because he wasn't paying attention to her. How could he ever let her go?

Keeping his gaze fixed on her he just nodded at her. She angled the camera and clicked a selfie of them.

Her looking at the camera, him looking at her. Perfect.

"offo, camera mein dekho na" keeping her hand on his cheek she slightly tilted his face towards the camera and clicked another picture of them.

"kitni sundar aayi hain na, dekho na" she showed the pictures to him while he held the mobile from her hand gazing at them keenly.

They looked perfect. The pictures.

"Haan, Boht" he agreed gazing at their pictures, a smile forming on his lips. The smile reached his eyes, a genuine smile. His heart beating fast, pounding against his chest.

"chlo abhi na hum boht saari snaps banayenge aur aaj se hum streak bhi banayenge theek hai?" she demanded excitedly while he just nodded seeing her excitement not even knowing what this thing called streak actually was.

"aap ko streak pta hai kya hoti hai?" she asked raising her eyebrows making them dance as she looked at him making him chuckle at her expressions.

She was a cartoon.

"no" he accepted honestly making her narrow her eyes at him as why did he agree without knowing what a streak was and then didn't even ask her to explain.

"toh phir haan kyun ki? aur puchha bhi nhi kya hoti hai par koi baat nhi mein toh btaungi hi. dekho toh hum roz aise kuchh bhi snap lenge chahe khud ki chahe kisi cheez ki aur ek dusre ko bhejenge. aise roz bhejni hoti hai nhi toh streak tut jaati hai. phir streak score ban jata hai" she explained to him while he looked at her confused.

"toh usse kya hota hai?" the first question that came in his mind was what was the use of making a streak?

"streak score banta hai na" she responded with a big smile telling as if it was something to feel proud of.

"haan par usse hota kya hai?" he questioned her raising his eye brow.

"agar aapko aisi logical baatein karni hain toh mujhe ni baat karni" she glared at him cutely, her tone was laced with a thin layer of irritation this time which surprised him. He didn't know that his questions offended her.

"Fine, we will make this streak or whatever it is" he gave in instantly not wanting to upset her in any way. Her lips curled up into a big smile listening to him gaining a soft chuckle from him.

The flight attendant came with their food gently keeping it in front of them. Shehnaaz gave her a big smile with a thank you gaining a soft smile from her in return.

Sidharth passed her the plate of pasta along with the colddrink. He then took a hold of his coffee. Shehnaaz digged the fork in the pasta and brought it closer to her mouth but something came in her stopping her.

"aap sachi mein nhi khaoge?" she asked taking his attention.

"nhi, tum khao" he denied politely while taking a sip of his coffee.

"ek bite le lo phir bas?" she brought the fork closer to his mouth. He didn't have the heart to deny her as he looked at her adorable face, her looking at him, a cute request written on her expressions.

Leaning down a bit he opened his mouth while keeping his gaze fixed on her. She put the fork in his mouth while a big smile adorned her lips as she felt happy with him eating.

"bas ab tum khaa lo aaram se" he demanded to which she agreed this time.

Taking out his mobile sidharth started to work on something while drinking his coffee. Sitting beside him shehnaaz had only a few bites along with the colddrink when she kept the plate on the table taking his attention.

"what happened?" he asked confused as to why she left it without finishing.

"bas, pet bhar gya" she responded keeping her one hand on her stomach.

"bas?" he looked at her in disbelief. She had hardly eaten anything from the plate and she was saying that she was full.

"haanji. vo mujhe na bhukh lgti hai par ek sath ni lgti. jaise na abhi maine thoda sa khaa liya na ab aur ni khaya jayega. par phir mujhe thodi der baad dubara bhukh lag jayegi" she tried to explain to him, her expressions changing with her sentences making his lips curl into a smile. Again.

"Okay, I understood" he nodded looking at the enthusiasm with which she was trying to explain herself. Taking another sip of his coffee he shifted his attention back to his mobile.

She slowly started to lay back on the seat going a little down with each passing second trying to get into her comfortable position of half laying and half sitting.

Turning towards her Sidharth noticed that more than sitting she was trying to lay on the seat. Turning off his mobile he kept it on the table.

"Do you want to sleep?" sidharth asked taking her attention as she sat up straight instantly.

"vo khana khaa ke mujhe neend aati hai" she explained with a sad pout making him smile.

"It's okay. Come with him" untying his seat belt he stood up from his seat while she did the same without asking any questions as she was quite lazy in that moment.

Sidharth led her a little further inside the jet while the scene unfolding in front of her eyes made her gasp in surprise. A partition slid open silently ahead of them, revealing a fully enclosed master suite complete with a king-sized bed, a marble-tiled bathroom with rainfall shower, and a wardrobe area with built-in garment racks. A wall mounted screen to watch movies or anything.

"You can sleep here. It's more comfortable" he gestured towards the bed while she was looking around adoring the set up.

"This is beautiful" she mumbled with a smile adorning her lips while he observed her standing beside her with a smile of his own. 

"It is" he breathed with his gaze fixed on her face.

"sleep, I'll be outside" sidharth turned around to walk out but her hand slipped into his stopping him.

"aap jo bhi kaam kar re the apna vo yahin baith ke kar lo na? mujhe dar lgega yahan akele" she expressed her fear of being alone there and him being on the other side of the partition.

He looked into her eyes and he could see she was unsure of staying there alone. He didn't want her to experience even a second of discomfort.

He would never let her feel any feeling that could cause her discomfort, that could make her restless.

"Of course, I'll be right here. Okay?" he agreed looking into her eyes talking to her in the softest tone to which she nodded silently.