Chapter 5

Though Tanvi was mumbling profanities which were quite audible to Arjun, somewhere in her heart, she liked his caring nature and dominance. She liked the way he treated her. Little did she know that he was playing well.

Arjun, on the other hand, did not have any bad intentions and unknowingly he admired the sweet and simple nature of Tanvi but he was sure, he had a long way to go. The sexual tension inside him was always high whenever he saw Tanvi, his would-be wife.

"You look sexy when you are annoyed", Arjun whispered as he grabbed her small waist and pulled her towards himself and she had turned a red, ripe tomato by now.

"Do you flirt with all the girls out there, Mr. Pervert?", Tanvi muttered gritting her teeth. She disliked the attention she was getting. She despised the way, the sales-girls and staff were eyeing at the couple as they walked into the elegant yet, cozy boutique that had all sorts of necessities for women. From trendy designer dresses to stylized footwear, it had all the accessories anyone could dream of. In short, it was nothing less than a magnificent brand store.

"I don't need others to flirt with, at least now", Arjun winked at her.

"Shameless", she muttered with a scowl on her face while he just chuckled.

"Ms. Meera, meet Tanvi, my would-be wife. We are getting engaged soon so you need to find an amazing dress for my beautiful girl", Arjun ordered the seniormost fashion designer there. Ms. Meera was a stunning lady in her late thirties. She smiled politely as she gushed with happiness and squealed, "Mr. Singhania, she is just gorgeous".

Tanvi was flustered all the while. She loved the way Arjun introduced her. She felt a sense of pride when he called her, 'his girl'. However, her happiness was short-lived.

Soon, Meera came up with breath taking lehengas, saris and all sorts of traditional dresses for Tanvi while she just compared the price tags. She was dumbstruck to see there was nothing less than twenty thousands, her two months salary. She flinched at the mere thought of vast difference between their lifestyle. Tanvi for once, felt that she did not belong to the place she was standing at. After all, she was wearing a crop top that costed her five hundred rupees while a skirt that she had brought from Rajasthani emporium for just two hundred rupees.

"So, which one?" Arjun asked observing her face that had turned pale. Tanvi, who was lost in her thoughts, did not answer him leaving him frustrated.

"I will get back in a minute", Arjun told Meera as he yanked Tanvi's arm and pulled her in a corner.

"What?" Tanvi asked.

"Didn't you like them?" Arjun asked her trying to understand the reason of her zoning out.

"It is... umm... nothing like that", Tanvi said forcing a smile. In reality, she was feeling suffocated in the regal ambience.

Drawing circles on her waist, he tucked her loose strand of hair behind her ear. Her heart fluttered in the proximity as blush crept on her face. Arjun asked, "What?"

"I don't think.... I mean... I can't shop from here", Tanvi confessed trying not to be break down while Arjun was baffled. He had expected to squeal in joy like all the other girls but little did he know that she was entirely different.

"What happened?" Arjun asked again. He was losing patience especially when he saw Tanvi's eyes had whirlpool of emotions in them.

"I cannot afford this", she confessed without meeting his eyes and he just laughed at her pissing her out more.

"You are going to be my wife and there is almost nothing we can't afford", Arjun whispered huskily as he pecked her forehead. It was then he realized that he was entirely wrong about her. He felt ashamed to have judged her as a gold-digger disguised as a sweet and simple girl to lure affluent families. He was disgusted to have misinterpreted about someone who was so pure. Guilt was eating him up. He admired her sense of independence and he decided to not misjudge her anymore.

Mumbling sweet nothings, he cheered up and took her towards Ms. Meera.

Meera wondered that perhaps the couple was not liking the designs. She did not want her customers to leave so she pacified them, "Mr. Singhania, I will get you the catalogue, I can make a perfect fit of your choice".

Arjun demanded, "We need to see more designs" despite his eyes were glued at a beautiful peach coloured lehenga.

Soon they saw a beautiful pink colored lehenga which was traditional yet, modern. With a deep back, its blouse had intricate floral motifs while the skirt was embellished with silver thread embroidery. The choli despite, a sheer cloth was heavily ornated with beautiful patterns.

"Try it", he told Tanvi who was still looking at the price tag that was her three months salary.

"You don't have to worry about anything", Arjun assured her and she helplessly headed towards the trial room with one of the staff while he shouted, "Dadi, wants a pic so please", winking at her while she just blushed.

In reality, he dreaded that she might feel shy coming all decked up in front of him and he needed her photograph was himself.

"Are you falling for her?" His inner voice questioned him. Ignoring the question, he just chuckled without acknowledging the fact that it was not mere attraction.

Within minutes, Tanvi was standing in front of him, adorning the pink lehenga while he forgot to breathe. She was looking gorgeous indeed, and Arjun could feel a whirlpool of lust and admiration inside him.

Meera, too was stunned to see that Tanvi, had indeed, made her stunning masterpiece splendid by wearing it. "Mesmerizing", she awed in admiration. Arjun clicked a picture to leer at her whenever he wanted, after all, all he wanted was to worship her body right then and there.

Tanvi was disappointed to have not received any comment from Arjun. She had imagined him to go in awe looking at her but little did she know he was actually smitten at her beauty.

Stomping her feet in anger, she headed towards the changing room where the female staff took her measurements for a bit of alteration in the dress and when she came back, she had reason to go ballistic at Arjun. He was discussing perhaps about her wedding dress looking at the catalogue of the designs and she was no where in the discussion.

Mentally planning to choose a different design he would have selected, she joined them only to hear, "So, Ms. Meera, prepare the design numbers fifty eight, seventy five and ninety eight according to her measurements."

She was puzzled so he told her, "Those dresses are a gift for my wife", and that is when she realized it was not about her wedding dress. Tanvi turned crimson at the comment.

In a while, they chose a design for the wedding dress together which was quite satisfying ordeal for Tanvi. While heading back, he saw a lingerie section so, he decided to tease Tanvi and have fun at expense of her.

Arjun yanked Tanvi's arm and dragged her towards the lingerie section, a small Victoria Secret outlet. Tanvi was all shy at this moment. Her cheeks had hues of red and her eyes were closed. Arjun chuckled as he whispered huskily, "Dear, Let us shop for the wedding night".

Tanvi smacked his arm and said, "No", as she turned towards the other side to go away.

Arjun yanked her towards him and pulled her towards his chest as he mumbled, "I know my sexy wife would be fine wearing nothing on the wedding night but I want to see her in a sexy, red babydoll dress", winking at her.

Tanvi was squirming under his piercing gaze and she went wide-eyed hearing the comment. "Shut up, you incorrigible man", she said frowning as she began hitting her little lands on his broad chest. She was crimson as usual, and she could not meet his eyes though, she enjoyed the way her body reacted in his proximity.

Arjun's chest vibrated as he laughed at her and said, "I was just having fun at your expense, cutiepie", as uplifted her face and pulled her flustered cheeks.

Tanvi could not help but admire his cheerful laughter as they walked away from the boutique for a peaceful dinner while Arjun realized his grandmother's choice could not go wrong.