BILLIONAIRE'S INDIAN SEDUCTRESS

~ SIMRAN ~

Staring at him was like admiring a blooming flower in the darkness knowing, it couldn’t be plucked due to its premature birth but still, my heart wanted what it wanted and there was nothing that could hold me anymore.

The thing about admiring someone is that you only know to look up to that person and always find a decent reason to keep adoring but sometimes it’s like an endless phase as your life depends on that particular person so deeply that you can’t just step ahead without them and if you did, you will lose the meaning of your life as I would lose mine if I withstand this any longer.

I felt the way whenever I saw him, the man I have admired since I was eighteen, moving into adultness was not as thrilling as seeing him paint, that day when I saw him creating lives on canvas was like witnessing a rebirth of me because I buried all of those bad memories in my past and chose to start fresh just because of him which is the story of another time.

It’s been more than six months since my two best friends (Aarna and Mia) came to London to fulfill their dreams and on the way two of them have already married which means I am single and lonely, so unfair but god has already chosen the best man for me who will reunite me with my best friends again in a way I was with them before their marriages as after marriage many things does change.

Now I am sipping a blue lagoon in the exhibition of my long-time crush who rules the world of painters as his single piece of art worth billions so anyone can imagine how precious he is as a painter but can’t say as a man as he is an isolated person.

Everyone can see, that those paintings were beautiful, the vivid colors showed his true love for the canvas and the beauty that blended colors held was anyone’s beyond imagination which is one of the reasons why he is a self-madeBillionaireeven without his father’s legacy, he is still loaded which is luring enough for the other butterflies present in the exhibition hall to follow him around and trying to tempt him but he can’t be tamed because he’s too cold to be a human.

He was none other thanZander Walsh, my best friend’s older brother-in-law and my forever desire whom I have been ignoring since I bathed him with lemonade at his younger brother’s wedding, the same where Aarna married his brother because he was being a major asshole and I was unable to withstand it.

But the question is why am I here? It’s to show him that I like him way more than anything and it’s just that time I didn’t like the way he talked to my best friend...

My eyes again dragged among the buyers, women, organizers, and critics who had only smiles on their faces; they were already blown by his talent so am I but it’s much more than just a simple like.

“Hey, I have been noticing for a while that you are quietlyeyefuckingthat painter guy. Then why don’t you just approach him like any other woman?”

Deliberately tearing my gaze off him, I finally glanced at my colleague Lia who had accompanied me here since I didn’t want to come alone. I had almost forgotten about her due to my admiration for the host of this exhibition.

“Because He’s already mine, Lia” I beamed so confidently that anyone could believe my words.

She narrowed her eyes at me as I confidently sipped my drink and sighed knowing I was being weird and seemed creepy for every reason.

“Is he your boyfriend?” She bombed her next question as I just sighed again.

Soon he will! Note it in your diary hon!

I chuckled while replying, “He isn’t my boyfriend but he is still mine”.

She was confounded as bees not that I cared because, in my life span of twenty-five years - I have learned to not clarify myself when not needed and to live life to its fullest even at the lowest points and that’s what kept me going.

“Simran, aren’t you too overconfident? Don’t you think, Your obsession with this billionaire painter will just hurt you, ” Her assumption had me crying sarcastically.

Rolling my eyes I just stepped past her and breathed sharply trying not to take her words seriously as negativity has no access to my life, never again.

As in my whole life, I have only longed for love, care, and respect which I have earned from my two best friends -Aarna and Mia. These two are my backbones since I have realized what friendship truly means, they stood nevertheless whether it was my extremely merry or unhappy phases, and they also made me realize what belonging truly means when you are home as they are my home.

The same home for which I always craved for and finally have but since both of my backbones are married. I am residing alone in that three-BHKflat by myself and I.

Additionally, Zander Walsh has also lived rent-free in my head, heart, and soul for as long as I have realized what true love is.

“So you have finally lost your way, Ms. Khurana?” His deep husky rich voice enthralled my whole body.

My breathing hitched, almost like there was no air to breathe, or maybe it was only his charismatic face that was gleaming brightly underneath the grand chandelier, the way the corner of his lips lifted was enough to make my toes curl and heart whirl.

This is my first official meeting with him after four months. Only I know how I had ignored him all this time but this man was tenacious to teach me a lesson for messing with him.

“Or maybe you have lost your way in my heart?”

I winked so unrepentant that for once it was improbable for me to recognize myself but soon I just had a big smile playing over my lips.

But those words didn’t accidentally slip, I consciously divulged to let him know that I am into him whether he likes it or not, and I will try my best to be part of my best friend squad again.

The benefit is that I even like this man who is going to be the key to uniting me with them again and granting my wish to unite with the love of my life.

Marrying him will be the best -

1. I will be living with Aarna along with my cutie pie Venice (younger brother of Zander and Xavier).

2. Meeting Mia will be regular as Simon is the bestie of Xavier who is now a good Jiju of mine so it’s a plus-plus for me only if this man can understand my simple algorithm.

|Jiju - Brother In Law|

“Do you have a loose mind?” He questioned unfazed by my words.

This man is a truly cold wall with no hammer blow as nothing affects him not even my sheer beauty and otherworldly attitude. His oceanic eyes are like questioning even my presence here, even my existence on earth.

“I have a loose imagination about you. Every time I see you in black, you look extremely tempting and refined as fresh lemonade, ” I released my inner thoughts.

I bit my lower lip when I realized I accidentally mentioned lemonade but my eyes waited to witness his right hand clenching wildly while his eyes stared coldly at my lips but he quickly looked away, making me doubt that I just imagined it.

“Thank you for stopping by...” He groaned and added rudely, “Such a headache”.

He stepped away to leave but I snatched his arm confidently and let out with a playful smirk, “Such a hot ass”.

“YOU---

“I know I am hot too, you don’t have to bother telling me that, ” I smirked wildly causing his eyes to narrow at me.

I didn’t give him a chance to release his anger as he looked cute already.

I almost laughed when I noticed some expressions on his always stoic face, I guess I can still save him from throwing himself into the ocean of chilly Antarctica.

Honestly, this man is going to be a piece of hard work or a hard nut to crack but I will break those walls or my name is not Simran Khurana.

I’m onto you, Zander Walsh.

Just brace yourself!

∆TO BE CONTINUED ∆

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If you haven’t read ‘Billionaire’s Indian Wife’ - you should so you can understand the other characters’ origins as well Simran.

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