12 Chapter 11

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There is a very slight difference in love and lust. If you love her, then you will feel happy in her happiness. But in lust you want to possess her at all costs. A Forced Love-Marriage (To Beast) By Nidhi.

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Nalini POV

I locked myself for full day not wanted to go outside. All day I was composing myself to happily join him for this forced date. Its 5:30 in the evening he must be here by 7:30. Ok so I have 2 hour to get ready. I wanted to look like a trash for this forced date and then I remember Abhi's word. Uh! I was behaving like a selfish bitch. Lazily I dragged myself towards the bathroom. I took a long and cold shower to wake my numb body. I get out from the bathroom and already decided my look in my head.

I wanted to look normal so I applied little bit of mascara and light peach lipstick. After getting ready I checked my watch it's 7:20, he must be here at any minute. I grabbed my clutch and crossed my fingers (This was my habit of crossing fingers from childhood whenever I do something courageous I believe crossing fingers would help me to win that moment) and walked towards the living area.

Jan's jaw dropped after checking me out "You look so fetching in that dress".

"Thank you so much my personal admirer" We both giggled.

I heard a knock, it must be him my death. I opened the door with plastic smile and saw Mr. Iverson leaning against the wall. He scanned me from head to toe and licked his lips. He was dressed in black skinny jeans and a white T-shirt showing his bulging muscles.



"You look breath taking" He complimented I turned into a bright shade of strawberry.

"Th... Thanks" I replied sheepishly. He sensed Jan's worry.

"Well Mrs. Oberoi don't worry I will drop her home......safely" He gave her don't-worry-she-will-be-fine-with-me look to Jan.

"Now Mrs. Oberoi will you plz allow me to take her" He was behaving like a real gentlemen. His gracious manner makes me and Jan feel warm and welcome. Maybe he's not bad. Maybe I was overthinking.

I bid goodbye to Jan and mentally prayed to Bappa (Lord Ganesh) that this date goes well.

We both stepped out the house, he snaked arm around my waist and gestured me to walk towards the car. I knitted my brows in confusion as I struggled to question his hand. I was glaring him to get my answer was he a true gentlemen or he was just behaving, I begin to read into every single thing he does to get my answer.

"We are on a date beautiful." Oh! I mentally slapped myself. I have never been on a date maybe this was just a gesture to show respect.

He opened the passenger door for me Whoa! Really gentlemen. I smiled at him "T...Thanks Mr. Iverson" why the hell I was stuttering.

"It's Van to you beautiful" He said in an amused tone.

The drive was silence but suddenly he placed his hand near my navel and started drawing circles there. I tried removing his hand but he slapped hard there and poked his finger in my navel. I winced in pain.

"Plz Mr.Iverson........." His soul piercing gaze gave shiver me I immediately shut my mouth. He removed his hand mumbling something under his breath. The rest of drive was dead silent I was lost in my thoughts thinking about Abhi and Jan.

I came out of the trance listening his husky voice "Will you allow me beautiful to take you right now.........." He blurted out.

An embarrassed blush crept on my cheeks "What" I said out of nowhere. "I mean to take you inside." I nodded.

He took me to his luxurious mansion. Why his place I mean we are on a date so it means we should go a restaurant. I gasp at the thought.

"Umm we are on a date... we should go to a res..." He cut me off.

"You want to grab attention of some dickhead morons. What are you expecting me? To expose you socially and you want to enjoy their looks". I paused looking at him with wide eyes.

"There must be paparazzi and it will ruin your image, I want private time with you........I don't want you to feel uncomfortable." He said calmly slowly raising his hand to my face, he stroke my cheekbone. "Now pleas lead this way" He said gesturing towards the entrance. Was he bipolar? Then I realized there was no security at the gate.

The interior of the Mansion was marvelous. The walls was covered in silvery dew coating of the paint shined, the floor gleamed with the spotless silence. The Beautiful high arched windows had royal golden curtains hanging. The golden lightning washed the walls and marble in a strong incandescent glow. Everything from furniture to lamps speaks expensive.

The perfect date to me would be sitting on the beach watching the sun go down and the stars come out not so luxurious something very natural like lying under the stars with music playing lightly in the back ground.

He showed me the table it was placed near a large window we both sat down the moon light stroll on our table making every cutlery glow enhancing its beauty. All the dishes were already kept on the table. It seems he had given off to all his servants. I loved looking outside the window the meadow blue green grass was waving and rustling in the cool breeze like uncombed hairs, different color buds and flowers were bespattered​ as if nature has added a rainbow colors in the lawn. An array of floral scent hit my nostrils. The moonlight washes the garden with a silvery glow in a way that makes everything glow like pearl.

I bite my lips nervously. He was staring me continuously without blinking. He was eager to know me personally. I can sense it from his body language. The constant knot of worry was budding in my chest as the date goes on. I looked anywhere but not at him.

He opened the champagne bottle and pours it in two glasses.

"Umm I don't drink"........... I cleared my throat to politely deny his offer. I always embarrassed myself........... well first of all I don't like bitter things and second my tongue was so sensitive that even I can't have COKE.

"What" he raised his right brow..... a small smile crept on his face "definitely a kid...... well an orange juice won't harm". He chuckled.

"Ok" I whispered.

A churning feeling was waving in my stomach so to look pre occupy, I started eating the salad with shaky hands. We both sat in awkward silence as we ate.

"So I have some questions for you answer them honestly" He wants to know me but why? I was never an attention seeker nobody realized my presence until I make myself a funny piece of joke. Such A rich and handsome man but not more handsome than mountain would be interested in me. Why the hell I'm comparing him with Jamarion Night.

"I want to know you personally everything about you." He emphasized the word everything. He said looking straight into my eyes which makes my skin erupts goose bumps.

Like what? I blurt out ripping my napkin into small pieces.

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