It was 12.00 when he reached Diwan Palace... Paying the driver his fare he cautiously came out of his vehicle with his fragile obsession unconscious in his arms. Riyan stood at distance watching the palace and buzzing slow music with confusing peeper. "If I will take her in from the front door, I will have to answer everybody's question. But if I take her from the back door then also I will have to answer questions but only the ones asked by my parents. What should I do!"
She twitched in his arm snuggling his neck when the instant her fingers curled into the soft fabric of his shirt pulling him close. Riyan was lost into the puzzles of her beauty. His eyes fixated on every inch of her face that was indeed red but it had a relaxed expression making him feel a bit good.
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