Obsessive Flames of Love

At Irish House

While wading through the crowd towards his private room, he spotted Tanvi there with the same trio as last time. His standard cold expression melted, replaced with a slight smile at seeing her. He stared, unable to restrain a soft chuckle.

While the trio were dancing to the rock beat, her flowy hair swayed in sync with her curvy hips on the dance floor. Tanvi moved aside when sweat dripping through her forehead heavily and gasped for air.

The twirling spotlight focused on the tall man for a second, who stood far away from the floor, which went noticed by her sharp eyes. She couldn’t help but catalog him. About six feet, with broad shoulders, and his obsidian amber eyes staring at her intensely with a hidden glow beneath his cold gaze.

“Woah!!!” She exclaimed, thunderstruck, “He is damn hot!!!!”

“Damn it, man!!!! What the hell!!!! I’m engaged soon.” She laughed at herself, ramping down on her hormones.

Rudra

Rudra noticed her change of expression. “Finally, You’ve seen me this time here.” He felt relieved watching her gawk. His mood lightened while he enjoyed her innate brightness. “I won’t lose you Tanvi.” He mumbled and went to his private room.

“It’s been more than an hour. Where the hell is he?” Checking his phone for the dozenth time, he noticed with a vague sense of panic Rudra still hasn’t returned any of his calls. Suddenly, the door opened with a fast creaking sound and there stood by Rudra.

Angrily Tamaz demanded, “Where the hell were you???” For a brief moment, Tamaz worried he may have crossed a line, but Rudra merely chuckled.

Confused, Tamaz found himself at a loss for words. “I shouted at him and he’s smiling.” Tamaz blinked. This was certainly a day to remember.

Rudra smirked, enjoying the shock evident on Tamaz’s face, and sat beside him, patted his shoulder, and smiled again. Tamaz didn’t understand what was happening when Rudra grinned.

“Is everything ok?” Questioned Tamaz.

Rudra took a deep breath and remained silent for a minute when Tamaz glared at him in anticipation. “Tanvi was about to engage.” He admitted.

“What?” Tamaz jumped from his seat with a shriek.

“On 29th October it seems,” added Rudra in a heavy tone.

“What the fuck is this?” Tamaz cussed when a baffled expression settled on his face.

“This is all too sudden, and even I’m shocked.”

“Ugh.”

“Hey, you smiled earlier knowing this?” Tamaz eyes popped out in bewilderment. “Did I miss something?”

“Um… I saw her dancing here.”

“Oh! That makes sense then.”

“Hmm.”

Tamaz asked, “What will you do now?

“I don’t know why I have a feeling that she’ll be mine, but I do. To be honest, I’m not expecting her engagement to happen properly.”

“What exactly do you mean by that?” Tamaz asked suspiciously.

“I found out that she never once met another guy in these past days apart from her colleagues, friends, and family. Logically speaking, If she’s to be engaged, then definitely she should have met him somewhere, and a month ago, she was single. So there’s no way that this engagement is going to happen properly. I can feel it. But I don’t know what exactly it is, we need to wait and find out.”

“What you said makes sense, but what if it does? Are you going to sit and do nothing? Are you going to leave her like that?” Tamaz voiced out with concern.

“Nope!! Absolute no. She is mine!!!! There’s no fucking way I’m going to let her leave like that!! But for the time being, I must wait. I can’t make the wrong move.” Rudra said with determination.

“Good. I trust you, bro. You’ve never been wrong yet. So, let’s just wait for an opportunity for the time being.” Tamaz agreed.

…

24th October

Tanvi glanced at the designed red color lehenga with elbow sleeve blouse in front of the mirror. A bright smile plastered across her rosy lips, and she immediately sent the snaps to Ameera.

“Woohoo. It’s amazing, babe.” Ameera exclaimed.

“Pakka?”

“Yep. You’ll look gorgeous in that. Ummah!!”

“Hehe!”

“Someone is on cloud nine… huh.”

Tanvi sent a stuck her tongue out emoji, and they chuckled.

“So, you’re perfectly ready for marriage now?”

“Hmm.”

“All your worries were at bay?”

“Yep. I prepared myself.”

“Is Riaan good with you?”

“More than!!”

“Great then.”

“Babe, Riaan is calling me. I’ll catch up with you later.”

“Okay. Tc!”

With that, Tanvi instantly picked the call.

“Hey, Tanvi!! What’s up?” Riaan asked.

“Hi, Riaan !! Nothing much. Just came home from the office. What about you??”

“I’ve ordered a custom made Harry Winston diamond ring for you, It’ll be delivered in two days. Also, I want to buy you some gold as well. So, what’d you like to have?” Riaan asked with enthusiasm.

“OMG!!! You got me a custom made Harry Winston? It might cost a fortune. How much did it cost?”

“Forget about price, tell me what you want.” He commanded good-naturedly.

“No fucking way. You need to tell me.” She demanded.

“13, 000$.” He sighed in a condemning tone, but a proud smirk lingered on his lips.”

“Omg!!! It cost around 10lakhs rupees. No way, I can’t accept anything else from you, You already spent a fortune on my ring.” She was more than determined.

“Hahahhaha!!!! Relaxxxx!!!!! I have more than enough money to do this for you. So don’t worry about the price, and tell me what you want, Remember you might not get this lucky chance again.” He teased.

“But… that’s… already too much for me.”

“No, sweetheart. This is very little for you.” Riaan said in a pampering tone.

“Ah! This is nerve-racking.”

“Come on. You’ve to name a few. Or else I’m not going to allow you to do other things.” He added with crazy resolution.

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“Mm.”

“Okay. Then you can get me anything that matches my engagement ring.” She agreed reticently.

“Ummah. I’ll get them for you. Love you, darling! Bye, Tc!!”

“Hm. Bye!!!”

Grabbed her pillow and hugged it onto her stomach. She bit her lips in a daze, “I knew that he’s rich, but I never thought he’s this rich.”

With that, she looked down at her bare hands and wrists, “I’m not fond of jewelry, but since he’s spending his time making these arrangements personally, it makes me happy, it melts my heart.” Tanvi thought, feeling fortunate to meet Riaan.

Inside the Gold Smiths jewelry shop.

Riaan stood in front of the ornaments rack with his hands rested on his chin, “Tanvi said she might like anything that matches with the ring.”

“Um… They might be a perfect match with the ring.” A necklace grabbed his attention.

“Excuse me,” Riaan called the sales clerk.

“Yes, sir.”

“How much this diamond pendant and ear-rings cost?”

Checked the price, “24000$, sir.”

“What’s the weight?”

“Um… thirty grams, sir.”

Riaan gave a savvy look, “get me those solitaire coated bangles.” He pointed towards a dazzling set.

Picked it up, “It’s twenty grams, sir.” She added.

“Total fifty grams. That’s good.” He gave a contented nod when his lips turned into a smug smirk.

…

Tanvi sat on the swinging chair, and her mobile beeped! It’s Riaan. Her eyes gleamed seeing his picture on the screen.

Opened the snaps curiously, she saw the jewelry he bought. Though she liked them, she’s not pleased with the amount he spent.

“Ugh! Do you want to become a beggar?”

Riaan was dumbfounded and grinned aloud, “Yes!! Any problem for you?”

“You…” She’s at a loss of words and both chuckled.

“Hmmph. You’ve got a money printing machine or what?”

“Err… I purchased it.”

“Huh. You’re shameless.”

“I know.”

“Screw you.” The couple bickered while laughing.

…

Soon, the day arrived.

“I’m at London airport, about to board the plane. I’ll meet you tomorrow morning. I love you!!!” Riaan said lovingly.

“Mm-Hmm. Come soon then.” Tanvi said joyously in anticipation.

…

For the first time in a long time, Rudra was confused. He didn’t understand what was going on with Tanvi. His men reported every day. And everyday nothing. She didn’t meet anyone but her friends. Before either of them knew it, the day before her engagement arrived.

A niggling sense of doubt wormed its way into Rudra’s mind. “What if her engagement really happened? I need to think of a contingency plan.” Rudra speculated.

…

28th October

Tanvi lay on her bed under the quilt when a buzzing sound disturbed her peaceful sleep. Groggily opened her eyes and lifted the call without checking who it was.

“I reached M City airport Tanvi!” Riaan said with joy.

“Wow! Your flight arrived?” She asked while yawning.

“Just.”

“Grabbed your luggage?”

“Going to.”

“Okay. I’m waiting for you then. Bye.” She added with a smile.

Rubbed her eyes and jumped from the bed in joy. She quickly freshened up and looked herself in the mirror. Skimmed through her cupboard, tried different outfits, but she’s not yet satisfied with either of them.

“Ah!! What to wear?” Scratched her head, “Tanvi, don’t act stupid now.” She cursed herself at her helplessness. “It’d be better If I’m in my usual style.” She decisively nodded and wore a casual pair of mid-rise skinny jeans, a tank top with a pair of white sneakers. Straightened her hair and peeped one last time when her lips drew a contented smile.

Her eyes rolled onto her watch, “It’s been an hour since he called me, but there’s no trace of him.” She pouted, “what’s taking him this long?” When she’s in her thoughts, her phone rang.

“Hey, Riaan!!! Where were you?”

“I’m not Riaan. Is this Ms. Tanvi?” Unknown Speaker asked.

Her eyes narrowed with knitted brows hearing it. “Yes, Who’s this?”

“We’re calling you from the Custom deposit office in Mumbai airport. We took Mr. Riaan Varma into custody, since the last call is yours on his phone, we contacted you.” Unknown Speaker informed.

“What the fuck? Why is he in custody? What did he do?” Her heart sank! Tears started dripping down from her eyes uncontrollably.

…