Obsessive Flames of Love

“Boss!!! This is the file you asked about the deal with the UK group.” Maahir informed and handed it over.

“I want this deal to be finalized as quickly as possible, prepare the documents, and make the required arrangements,” Rudra ordered while checking the hotel plan.

His focus shifted to the pile of reports laid on the glossy wooden table. He opened the file and began studying the project to surpass the damages with the contract breach.

Soon, he finished them off and leaned on the swiveling chair. Closed his eyes while stretching himself, a beep alerted him due to the different tune.

“Boss.”

“Hm.”

“Ms. Tanvi is in Inorbit Mall.”

Listening to that, his mood lightened, “she’s becoming normal then. It’s a good thing and needs appreciation.” He nodded his head with arched brows and the urge to meet her kicked in.

Stood from the chair, adjusted himself, grabbed the suit, went out of his office, and stopped near Maahir.

Maahir’s eyes widened, “boss, You need anything?”

He winced, “I’ll be off for a while. Take care of the rest of the things here and intimate me if it’s an emergency.” Maahir nodded.

By the time Rudra got down from his personal elevator, Chetan was waiting for him in the black Rolls Royce. He hopped in, and in no time, he was at Inorbit mall.

He stepped inside the mall, “I want to go and meet Tanvi freely this time.” He decided and messaged Maahir, “don’t make any special adjustments.”

With that, his eyes sought for her glimpse and found her at Cover Story, when she was busy trying on clothes. A tiny smile appeared on his face after seeing her innocence and pure soul. “Get all the garments she touched.” He directed his men.

Seeing her immersed in shopping in her usual self, an urge to make her his as early as possible dawned on him. He stood there silently, just observing her and feeling the warmth that she was the one for him. “I’ll make her mine. She’ll be Mrs. Ishan Rudra Chauhan soon.” He muttered, and his amber eyes brightened.

After some time, her gaze landed on his tall figure and she froze with widened eyes. His lips twitched upwards in amusement and walked towards her in long strides.

Glancing at her expression, she noticed a slight blush as her cheeks turned red. “It’s a good sign.” He mused while looking into her deep black eyes.

“Hi, Tanvi!! It’s been a while since we met. How’re you doing?” Rudra asked tenderly.

It sounded awkward to her own ears. “Is he worried about me? It means he’s still courting me?” She squinted in delight, “I’m doing good, Rudra. Thanks for your concern!!”

Glared at her, “it’d be better if I asked her what she wanted?” He ruminated, “anyhow, I don’t want this meet to end in a dispute.”

“Uh, do you want to do anything here?” Rudra asked.

“Yes. I just want to do some shopping,” she said with a nod.

“It’s already done!” He grinned, leaving her confused.

“What! I haven’t bought any yet.” she’s startled. Rudra showed her all the packed dresses she touched, and she was bewildered.

“But… but why did you buy them?” She questioned in puzzlement.

“Because you liked them,” he replied in a sarcastic tone.

Gaped her mouth, she shrugged as words weren’t coming out of her mouth, “these many?”

He blinked, and she didn’t know whether she should laugh or cry.

“I’m touched, but how can I receive gifts from him when I didn’t accept his love?” She bit her lips, “I don’t want them, Rudra,” she huffed, pretending to be visibly annoyed.Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

“Either you take them or throw them away. It’s up to you, but they’re yours,” he added without much thought.

“Damn you! You’re so adorable when you’re stubborn.” Her thoughts ran wild, brushed her nose, she controlled herself, “Fine, I’ll take them,” she irked.

“That’s a smart choice!” He teased. “Do you want to eat anything?”

Gazed at him, she felt complicated emotions inside of her by seeing his affection. “I wish to let you know my true feelings for you, but I’m unable to, Rudra.”

“Um, yes, I’m a little hungry. I’ll go and have some good food,” Tanvi said and averted her eyes.

“Let me accompany you, Tanvi.”

She snapped her head towards him with widened eyes and mouth agape, “what?”

He chuckled, “let’s go to a restaurant?”

“um… Rudra, I knew you were very busy. Don’t waste your time for m… me!!”

His face turned cold hearing her words, and his mood dropped in an instant. “I’m trying to be nice, yet she’s letting me down?” The excitement went away, and an icy look plastered on his handsome face.

“Is she rejecting my offer again?” With that, his aura became domineering, and she noticed the changes in his expressions.

“I want you to come with me, Tanvi. There is no room for discussion!” He declared to her directly.

“What the heck?” She muttered while making a long face.

He didn’t give her time and took her with him. Hopped in his car, “take us to Ferry Wharf.” He ordered Chetan while Tanvi remained flabbergasted this whole way. She didn’t utter a word and sat there trying to understand what just happened.

He sighed in exasperation, “why you’re adamant about making things difficult between us?” He pondered and texted Maahir, “make the reservations at the Ferry wharf.”

Silence danced in the car, and he was not entertained by it even an inch. “Tanvi, when were you gonna listen to me?” He asked, holding her chin.

“Whether I listen to you or not, things will happen in your way, right, Rudra?” She sneered.

He’s dumbfounded as her words pricked him. “I’m trying to be cool with you, and you’re testing my patience every time. What’ll you gain by doing this?” He thought.

Gulped his words, “I’m not comprehending why you’re always attempting to dodge me?”

“My gut feeling is saying you do like me, and it’s never wrong to date. Then why? What’s bothering you?” He perceived that she was deliberately trying to get under his skin.

He took a deep breath, “listen to me carefully, Tanvi, you’ll be mine!! I’ll make you mine! You can’t change it, so accept it and learn to behave properly with me.” he said calmly while questions bombarded him.

“You can’t make me yours, Rudra,” she added in a stern tone.

“Ugh. Don’t show me this attitude of yours and better don’t make me repeat my words, darling!” He snapped in a neutral tone, and she quieted. “That won’t be good for you,” he stressed.

“Why you’re not getting angry at me? Where did that Mr. Arrogant control freak go?” She lost in her thoughts, “were you this resolute to have me?”