Chapter 4

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Recap: Nila and Chezhiyan shared their first kiss. They joined their foreheads by creating a new un named bond Between them.

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They were interrupted by a phone call. Chezhiyan couldn't move because her hair was caught in his button. She hissed, and he slowly untangled her hair before answering the phone.

Nila: Who is it?

Chezhiyan: Business call.

He moved away, looked out the window, and spoke with the caller.

Caller: Hello?

CSK: Hello! How are you?

Caller: That's not important. I have a lucrative deal for you. It's worth 25 lakhs.

CSK: *smirks* Okay. But what is the nature of this offer? Why is it worth 25 lakhs? Why did you call me?

Caller: You are very talented, and I know you'll accept this. Let's discuss it at tomorrow's meeting.

CSK: Why wait until tomorrow? Let's talk about it today. I can't wait to profit.

Caller: "Wait until tomorrow. I will come with the dealer, and we will finalize everything."

CSK: Okay, Vinay. How are you? (His tone softened) How is Nithya? Let me speak to her.

Vinay: I'm fine, as you know, and she's fine too. She went shopping.

CSK: Hmm. He hung up the call.

Nila looked confused upon hearing a girl's name.

Nila: May I use the washroom?

Chezhiyan smiled and showed her to his relaxation room, which had an attached bathroom.

Nila entered the room and noticed the king-size bed and a mini wardrobe. Curiously, she opened it.

It contained expensive women's perfumes, jewelry, frocks, and sarees. She was shocked to see the women's dresses filling the wardrobe.

Her vision blurred as her eyes filled with tears, and she pinched herself to see if it was real.

She went to the washroom, which was small with a shower cubicle and a basin with advanced faucets.

She looked in the mirror, touched her swollen lips, and tears flowed from her eyes.

"He kissed me! No... I don't want to be kissed by a stranger. That's not friendship. It's a kind of love. Is he married, or does he have a girlfriend? Why did he kiss my lips? Who is Nithya?"

She washed her face and accidentally pressed the shower button. She didn't know how to stop it and pressed the button again to no avail.

Nila: Chezhiyan sir...

Her voice broke. He couldn't hear her over the sound of the shower.

Nila was trembling with cold.

She twisted the knob to open the door, but it was stuck. She widened her eyes and hit her head with her palm.

"Murugaa.... Please save me."

She slammed the door, and Chezhiyan entered the relaxation room and twisted the knob of the washroom.

Nila emerged, shivering. Her hair was drenched, and her shirt clung to her body like a second skin.

Chezhiyan quickly took his blazer, covered her, and went to the washroom to press the button again, but it was stuck and not working. He returned, looking hot with his messy, wet hair and a white shirt showing his well-built abs.

She sat on the corner of the bed, stunned.

He took a towel from the wardrobe, approached Nila, bent down, and started to rub the towel on her hair. She was losing control, intoxicated by his cologne.

She touched his Adam's apple, and he gulped. Her hand traced his shirt button, and he held her hand, pressing it against his chest.

Chezhiyan: Do you feel my heartbeat? It's thudding so hard it might break my rib cage.

Nila hummed and closed her eyes.

Chezhiyan lifted her chin.

Chezhiyan: You're the second person to feel my heartbeat.

Nila's face frowned.

Nila: So, the first must be Nithya, right?

Chezhiyan smiled. Yes, how did you know?

Nila's eyes filled with tears, which fell on his hand.

Chezhiyan: Why are you crying? Nila! He kneeled down, cupping her cheek with his left hand and wiping her tears with his right.

Nila: So... I'm not the first? Move away from me. She sobbed.

Chezhiyan: Why are you crying? I can't understand. Yes, you're not the first, but only in this. I think you've misunderstood everything.

Nila: No. I have no right to cry over this. I know you must have someone in your life. It's my fault for kissing you.

Chezhiyan removed his hands and sat on the floor with a thud.

"You! You think it was a mistake?"

Nila: Yes. It is reserved for the man I'm going to marry. I'm not like other girls falling for your charm. I don't know why I feel this way about you.

Chezhiyan: (looking at the ground) Do you regret kissing me? Why? I think you've misunderstood something.

Nila: Okay. I've told you about myself. I just want to know about you, Mr.

Chezhiyan stood and made Nila stand. Nila looked into his eyes, which only spoke the truth.

Chezhiyan: I'm someone who believes in love at first sight. But I swear I've never felt this way about anyone but you.

He tucked her baby hairs behind her ear.

"Look, I'm someone who wants to live with the girl who won my heart. And you are the one who won my heart.

I always overthink about my future. I'm just unsatisfied with everything. Everyone says I'm greedy, but I'm just planning the money and investing it for my-tsk tsk-'Our Future.' I'm from a wealthy family background, and I want to make sure that I would give the best lifestyle for our children."

Nila: You didn't even propose to me. How could you expect me to be your wife? And by the way, you didn't reveal your marital status.

Chezhiyan: Hey, don't you understand? I'm single, you idiot.

Nila: Yes, I'm an idiot. She twisted her lips, but in her mind, she was dancing with excitement.

Chezhiyan: Okay, I'm an idiot, and you are brainy.

Nila: Then who is Nithya?

Chezhiyan: She is my sister, and the one who spoke on the call was my sister's fiancé, Mr. Vinay.

Nila: So, is this wardrobe for Nithya?

Chezhiyan: No, it is for you. I have bought it for my future wife when I visit any international trips. And some of them I got as gifts.

Nila: You could give these sarees to your sister. Then why for me?

Chezhiyan: I don't know, but my mind said so. So I preserved these precious things in my wardrobe.

Nila: Why do you love me so much?

Chezhiyan: Because you are the one for me, and I am the one for you. It's our destiny.

Nila hugged him and kissed his clothed chest.

Chezhiyan hugged her tightly as if his life depended on her.

He kissed her crown, and soon Nila sneezed. He noticed she was still standing with his blazer covering her wet body.

Chezhiyan: Nila, this wardrobe is all yours. Pick your favorite outfit. He smiled and left the room, giving her space to dress up.

Nila picked a pink floral short frock, which flattered her curves and long, slender legs. She matched the jewelry and sprayed the sweet strawberry cologne.

Chezhiyan paced the room, smiling and imagining her in the floral pink frock. When she entered the room with a smile, Chezhiyan rubbed his chest to control himself. But when she came near and put her hands around his neck, whispering in his ear,

"Do I look like your dream wife?"

Chezhiyan: Yes, of course. This beautiful lady is mine.

She kissed him on the cheek, and he kissed her cheek, inhaling her sweet strawberry cologne. He kissed her neck, and as water droplets dripped from his hair, she closed her eyes. He teased her by shaking his head and letting the droplets fall on her collarbone.

Chezhiyan:"I like you, my little apple pie."

Nila:"I like you too, my lifeline...."

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