Obsessive Flames of Love

21st November

Tamaz noticed Rudra’s lips curving upwards as he entered the office. Rooted over there, his eyes gleamed with happiness by seeing the nonchalantly cold-faced man smiling in a daze.

“Rudra? You there?” He questioned, dramatically controlling his laughter.

Hearing the voice, Rudra snapped back and gave a whining look, “spoiler’s back, huh?”

“Come on, man! I saw you chuckling. You better spill the beans now before I find it on my own.” Biting his lips with arched brows, Tamaz teased.

Rudra sighed, “fine! There’s nothing to hide from you anyway.”

“Woah! Any progress with Tanvi?”

“Uh! I don’t know.” He shrugged.

Tamaz eye’s widened, “what…? You don’t know…? How’s that… possible?”

“Um… so actually, we met at CCD a couple of days before.”

“So? How does that relate to what you said? I mean, why’d you smile if there’s nothing?” Tamaz shrugged hysterically.

“It’s pretty complicated.” He quoted while his lips pressed into a thin line.

“Ah! Do you take me a fool?” Tamaz hissed.

“Ugh! She’s acting pessimistic.”

“Oops, that’s unanticipated!” Tamaz gave a sullen look while Rudra remembered the events with her and felt amused by her courage.

“Only you can behave like that, darling.” He pondered when a proud smirk settled on his handsome face, and the desire to make her his as soon as possible kicked in while Tamaz

remained dumbfounded.

“Did I miss something? How you’re laughing when it sucks?”

“I’m leaning towards her more. She’s fascinating, and it feels great though it annoys sometimes.”

“Mm-hmm.”

He winced, “she’s a puzzle to me. A never-ending puzzle that enthralls me always.”

Tamaz chuckled, “Woohoo! I’m glad you got one finally,” and patted his shoulder when Maahir entered with scrunched brows, “Boss!! You need to attend the meeting. All the members are waiting for you.” Maahir informed.

His eyes rolled onto his watch. Tapped his fingers onto the table, he stood up and clasped his suit buttons. He adjusted himself once more and started going.

With his arrival, the hall quieted, and all the members were greeting him with the utmost respect. He nodded and settled himself in the President’s chair.

Peeped at his nonchalantly cold and hostile presence, they can’t tell what was running through his mind, and it bothered them. An unknown fear occupied them as the temperature in the hall dropped drastically.

The lights in the room went off, and the meeting has begun. Rudra was listening to them intently while his gaze focused on the screen with a shrewd look.

Meanwhile, his mobile interrupted the reticence in the hall. Glancing at his screen, he gestured to stop, and the room was perfectly lit immediately. The members remained flabbergasted, and the hall slowly became empty as the meeting was suspended.

“Yes, Erica.”

“Hey, Rudra!! Do you have a few minutes to discuss Tanvi’s case? Erica asked.

“Sure, go ahead.” He annunciated while hopping into the lift.

“We’re trying in all possible methods to catch Riaan Varma and their gang, but still there’s no trace from them,” Erica emphasized.

Hearing that, he recalled that pain Tanvi went through because of the douchebag and his fists curled intuitively, while darkness overwhelmed him, “So, what’re you trying to say?”

“I might need your cybersecurity team’s help tracking them. Since they’re using very advanced technology devices, it’s becoming impossible for us to trace them with our limitations.”

He frowned, “Maahir will arrange them for you.”

“One more thing. I want you to transfer the amount paid by Tanvi to her bank account from your department account. I’ll transfer the money to you.” He added.

“What? You want me to do this?” Her eyes widened as she dropped the reports onto her table in bewilderment.

“Hm. If I directly gave them to her, there’s no way she’d accept it.” He mused as his gaze softened with Tanvi’s memories, “that’s one of the characteristic things I like in her.”

“Got it. But when did you become Mr. Considerate?” She taunted provocatively.

“Shut up and do it, okay.”

Both chuckled, “I need to see her at least once, man.” Erica added.

“You’ve already met her.”

“Huh. Like hanging out, just girly stuff.”

“You’ll do a lot in the future, maybe.”

“Fine. You won.” With that, she hung up, and he laughed, “teasing you was fun.”

…

Inside his cabin

Sitting on the swiveling chair, his hands swiftly signing the required documents while his handsome face turned flawlessly powerful.

Immersed in the work and a knock came by.

“come in.” His stern voice echoed.

“Boss! You need to check these reports to finalize them.”

“Hmm.”

Raised his head, “make arrangements to Erica’s request and transfer the money,” he ordered Maahir.

“Okay.”

…

After an hour

Leaning back on the chair, her eyes flashed in his mind. Those deep black eyes conveyed more emotions to him than her words. The pain she tried to hide was visible to him, though she concealed her vulnerable state from everyone else, it didn’t escape his gaze.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Stared at her snap tenderly, his detached amber eyes showed warmth. “How’re you doing, Tanvi?” He murmured.

The craving of having her by his side and the desire to see her got the best of him. “Shall I directly go to you?” He frowned, massaging his temples, “no, No! That’s not a good idea.”

After continuous racking for a while, he’s still conflicting in his thoughts and sighed, “I never felt this helpless with a woman.”

Scratched his head, “Ah! Why you’re so difficult to handle, honey? What should I do?”

Glanced at her snaps, an idea popped in his head as a mischievous grin settled on his lips. “You’re a fashion enthusiast. So, it’d be better to send you a designer dress?”

His slender fingers rested on his chin and scrolled his contacts decisively until he found Aarav Gupta, the founder of ‘Fashion Bay.’

“Hey, Rudra.” Aarav sounded puzzled.

“Aarav, do you have any designed dresses ready?”

“Yeah! I’ll send you the pictures, pick one.”

He opened the snaps and swiped until his gaze settled on one extremely eye-catchy dress, yet so moderate. “It suits her style.” He entertained the notion.

“Send this one to my office.”

“Okay.”

After an hour

Rudra stood in front of the sprawling glass savoring the beauty while the illuminating reflections stroking his charming face.

“Mr. Chauhan. Have you ordered anything from Fashion Bay?”

Turned around, “Yep.”

“Okay, here it is then.”

“Hm. Wait.”

“Yes, boss?”

“Get a flower bouquet and a card and send them to Tanvi’s home.”

Maahir’s eyes gleamed with a nod, and he left chuckling.

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