13. His Care, Her Shock

Anudeep’s POV

Her actions and words gave me the confidence to play naughty around. I know my Cutie understands me more than anyone else in the world. Since long back, I craved to hug her and finally happened.

Poor my Angel thought, it's hard for me to carry her but she doesn’t know I worked hard to carry even a mountain. And finally, my heart swelled with happiness and pride to carry her. I took an oath at that moment to carry her life long whenever her heart craved for. Her soft plumpish body perfectly molded to me and those beautiful round eyes didn’t leave me.

She didn’t even realize, I placed her on the mattresses. I was lost in her feminine mild fragrance and beautiful round eyes. A constant smile lingered on her lips. The way she gazed me lept my heart into a melodious rhythm. I just want to live my life looking at my beautiful Cute Angel. Her dimples made me craved to bite them but I came back to the reality looking at her shivering wet form.

I worked as a trainee in the gym where I lost my weight so I learned all the tricks to relieve sprains and personally, I knew the hefty body sprain issues. I would always get sprained in my childhood and pestered Nanna to carry me. I relieved her pain but she was shivering in cold.

I don’t want her to step inside the mansion because of the picture gallery of my parents and hers. I’m sure to scare her revealing my identity, so I don’t want her to face everything at once. So, I arranged all the things in the garden and veranda itself. I bustled inside telling her to wait there. I knew she was damn hungry, so I hurriedly changed and took the necessary things and hasten to her. She comfortably sat on the bed gazing the dishes, I chuckled going to her.

‘She’s my perfect replica.’

Anupama’s POV

I felt something soft on my shoulders so raised my head to get the amazing view of this adorable man. He wore a cream colour tee shirt with grey night pants. My heart fluttered looking at his adorable sexy face topping his tempting mole. He placed a soft white towel on my shoulders with a smile. I mumbled, “thank you,” he smiled, placing a silky and shiny white bedsheet on the bed. My eyes are not leaving this handsome man.

What was his text last night? He was pure opposite to handsome or good looking or whatever but he was the epitome of all those words. 

"Shall we eat?" He asked, rubbing his palm. I nodded desperately grinning he chuckled, I stick my tongue out mischievously.

He arranged all the delicious food in front of me. My eyes widened in happiness looking at all my favorite food and glued to it but felt the heat. I raised my head to see Anup covered me with the white bedsheet. It was warm and cozy but I still feel cold because of my wet clothes. He sat opposite me giving me the chicken lollipops with a smile. I took it gladly and munched without waiting for him. My eyes closed devouring the yummy chicken and moaned, licking my fingers. I saw him, looking at me but not eating. I gestured him to eat.   

"Actually, I tasted chicken before you come. So, that’s why..." He trailed off with a naughty smirk.

I moaned, "Yummy," with the mouth full of chicken.

"My lips or chicken?" I heard his naughty voice.

'Oh, my biriyani, did he just used the same line from my dream?’ 

Then the reality hit me corrupting my mind with his delicious lips still feeling on mine. I blushed, licking the chicken piece but didn’t dare to look at his eyes. A constant smile plastered on my lips.

I took a bite, "Both," whispered without looking at him.

His melodious chuckle resonated in this chill breeze making my heart flutter, I licked my upper lip feeling shy. He still didn’t touch his food. I raised my eyelashes to see his dazzling eyes, gazing me with love. I gestured him to eat, he nodded, blinking with his mesmerizing smile.

"By the way, Anudeep here," He said, showing his left fist. I smiled, remembering our moment just a few hours back. Finally, he cleared my confusion.

"Oh, Anu-Deep!" I whispered, nodding with a smile and fist-bumped. We giggled looking at each other and I gestured him to eat; he nodded, biting the chicken. I smiled, taking a big bite and moaned, closing the eyes.

"I love the way you enjoy your food...” I smiled, blushing for his compliment. No one said something like this. I felt proud to be a foodie.

“I became your secret admirer because of your love towards food,” his dazzling eyes held immense love with that mesmerizing smile. I gaped him, blinking and munching furiously.

'Oh, my biriyani, did I heard it right?’

I can’t believe him. What's happening in my life? The handsome hunk Anup was my secret admirer. How can a dashing handsome hot hunk become my secret admirer? Is this a prank?

‘Again is it any of my fantasy dreams?’ 

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