We caught the fish

"Riya's point of view,"

"Riya, I miss you." He said, holding me in his arms as soon as I got in front of him.

"I could not bear to be apart from you." My arms went around him with the same force as his.

"Have you taken your medication yet?" I asked while keeping my head in his chest.

"Yes." He responded in a quiet voice. After hearing his low voice, I knew he had lied to me.

"I am aware of how negligent you are of your health."I remarked while slapping his shoulder.

"Sorry, I forgot to take the medicine." When I saw how freely he was smiling, I realized that he still had many of the same habits.

"If you made a mistake and are still laughing about it from on high, it's time for you to take some medicine." I said in a commanding voice.

"Riya, you must learn to treat me with respect since I am your future husband and not an employee of your company." He answered by pouting like a child.

I pulled his cheeks and whispered, "I wish you were one of my employees."

"I'd rather not work for a nasty boss like you."

"You're about to become the spouse of a nasty girl, but you can still escape your bossy future wife if you choose to." Sitting on the couch, I responded.

"Not. You also shouldn't dare mention breaking up with me again." His face took on a terrified expression.

"Relax; I was only kidding." I said, to put him at ease.

"When will you be shifting back with me, Riya?" The way his keen eyes are currently focusing on me makes me feel as though the blood flow in my body is speeding up quickly.

"Harsh, if it's okay with you, we only started living together after getting married." I nervously enquired.

"Why so?" He gave me a curious look as his eyebrows rose.

"Since both of us have undergone significant change in the past four years, I worry about our ability to coexist." I wanted to be with him as well, but I was afraid I wouldn't be able to avoid hurting him.

"Riya, I'm still the same Harsh, you left behind four years ago." While cradling my palm in his hand, he said,

"But these days, I'm much more irritable than I used to be, and because of my mood swings, I never know how to react in any circumstance." I don't want to admit it in front of him, but Rachit is the reason I'm currently so irritated. Just thinking about the way he insulted me at the office today makes me angry, but I get even more upset when I tell Harsh about it.

I no longer want to talk to him about this.

"Riya, stop thinking about all of this crap. I'm quite skilled at managing your mood changes. And as for your annoyance, I completely understand why you are irritated."

"What? How do you know, though?" As I listened to him, I surprisedly turned to face him.

"Have you forgotten that whether you tell me I am aware of every significant detail about you?" I can only currently detect the emotion of love when I look into his eyes.

Do I need to shift with Harsh?

Of course, How long are you going to keep video chatting with him at night? Have you forgotten how much comfort his presence provides you with? My subconscious allowed me to shift once again with him.

"Harsh, I'll move my baggage from the hotel room to here in the morning."

"OK," He said, kissing my forehead, "Thank you."

"The night has had enough, and I must leave." I said as I got off the couch.

"Riya, don't leave, please."

Harsh still acts childish today to get away from me.

"Whoever sees you allegedly claim that you are the owner of a multinational company." I laughed as I questioned.

"Riya, I am the wealthy Harsh Chopra to the rest of the world, but to you, I am still the same Harsh who adores you fervently."

However, after what occurred to him, he no longer expresses his emotions in such a direct manner.

"However, I don't feel comfortable in these outfits." I showed my business attire.

"Oh, no problem. Come along with me." He took hold of my hand and led me into his room.

"Take your favorite dress." He said this as he took his T-shirt from the closet and offered it to me.

"Thank you;" I've always loved his t-shirt. I felt incredibly calm after wearing his t-shirt. Whenever I smell the odor emanating from his t-shirt, I am reminded of the Deo on his body. I used to always dress in his clothes so that his scent would always be present when I missed him or felt apart from him.

"Can we go to bed now?" When we had done dinner, I could tell he was having a good time by the wicked look on his face, and I knew exactly what was going through his thoughts.

"As you might think, absolutely nothing will happen between us." I retorted, attempting to ruin his mischievous plan.

"Well, only reaching the bedroom will reveal this." After saying this, he lifted me in bridal style and carried me into the bedroom.

"What are you doing?" As usual, he placed me on the bed, knelt next to me, and gazed intently into my face.

"You haven't changed at all, Riya, in the past four years." He was stroking my face with his warm palms. I had missed his touch so much over the past four years. I always feel at peace when he touches me. When encircled by his arms, I feel quite safe. My impression is that things will be fine from here on out. It will resolve my issues on its own.

"Riya, please open your eyes." Even though I have my eyes closed, I can still feel his sharp gaze.

"No, let me sense your proximity." I responded by burying my head in his chest and inhaling the fresh mint scent that emanated from him.

"As you say, I agree." He positioned both of his feet on my feet while giving me a forehead kiss. of his One hand supported my waist, while the other acted as a pillow for my head.

"Harsh, what are you trying to do?" From my waist, his hand slowly made its way up.

"Nothing. I just wanted to see how much weight you've added to each body part over the past four years."

"Quietly go to sleep and stop talking. Tomorrow morning I had to get up early." To stop his wicked hand activity, I tucked his finger between my fingers and fell asleep.

My annoying alarm woke me up in the morning as usual. For a while, I tried to snooze the alarm to get some sleep, but when the call appeared on the phone's screen, I was instantly awake.

"Hello, what happened?" I called while seated on the bed and inquired.

"Yes, the fish was trap on the net."

"Come see me right away, and I'll give you the rest of the plan in 30 minutes."

I informed the caller of this as I hung up.

I observed Harsh as he lay on my side. Oh no, if he finds out what I'm about to do, he'll refuse to let me take on such a dangerous task. However, he doesn't seem to be awake from sleep when I see him.

My alarm's annoying sound served as a reminder that I was running behind schedule in carrying out my strategy.

"I had to head to my hotel room right away to hastily change my clothes." Harsh grabbed my wrist firmly and jerked me towards him as I jumped out of bed and headed outside.

"I'm running late. There is a crucial meeting in 30 minutes." I said while attempting to get my wrist free from his hold. Although I would like to spend all of my time with him, I must wrest control of my business and my dream project back from Rachit.

"Just five more, please." Keeping his head in the crook of my neck, he said.

"I'd like to head to my hotel." To explain, I said,

"You don't need to return to the hotel, so chill. All of your belongings were on their way from the hotel last night, per my order." He does all in his power to shock or surprise me.

I answered, "Thank you," kissing his forehead.

"Best wishes for your meeting, Riya."

"What?" This implies that he had heard everything I said on the phone.

Idiot.

Even though he must have heard that you needed to go meet someone, he does not know what is going through your head. Therefore, you need not be concerned. After hearing my subconscious, I sighed with relief.

"Thanks a lot." After saying this, I turned on my car and headed out to pick up my dream project from Rachit Khurana.