Rich Brat: Sweet Revenge Of A Lazy Princess

By the time Shreya woke up the next day, it was already noon. Even then she had a hard time trying to open her eyes.

When she did open her eyes, she was met with a completely darkened room with all the curtains drawn in and windows and doors tightly shut. She lazily lifted her hand to rub over her eyes… at least she tried to. But her hand was held in an iron grip. That is when she noticed Charan sleeping on the other side of the bed with his hands firmly imprisoning hers.

What little motivation she had to actually get up from the bed flew away through the window seeing his sleeping figure. She moved closer to him and snuggled in his embrace. She used his arms as her pillow and closed her eyes all over again.

Charan stirred in his sleep and his arms unconsciously wrapped themselves around her bringing them closer. A smile formed at the corners of her lips as she leaned comfortably and went back to sleep.

Next time around, Sherya woke up to the sound of the shower running. Shreya frowned in her sleep and pulled another pillow over her head to muffle the sound out. That was how Charan found her when he walked out of the shower. A sly grin formed on his face as he went near her.

He took away the pillow and ruffled his wet hair all over her face. Shreya's eyes flew open as cold water dripped all over her face. Her eyes instantly flared with anger. She goes livid when someone wakes her up for some reason.

Charan's laughter stopped seeing her puffed-up little face.

"You are so getting for this…" Shreya said with menace and sprang out of the bed.

Charan's fight or flight response kicked in and instinctively he ran back to the bathroom. But sadly wasn't very successful in keeping Shreya out of it.

Shreya pounced on him like a fierce little tiger and before he could make sense of what she was doing, he felt a sudden splash on his face. When he came back to his senses and looked down at himself, he realized the whole of his face and the front of his t-shirt was dripping with water.

"Shreya…" Charan exclaimed surprised.

Shreya giggled in delirium seeing his shocked face. But it soon turned into a joyous squealing as she ran around the house with Charan hot on her trail. Her euphoric laughter filled the walls spreading warmth.

It was not a big deal for Charan to actually catch up to her. With her short legs, no matter how fast she ran, he could catch her in a matter of few steps. But when he looked at her determined face running away from him, he did not have the heart to catch her just yet.

Moreover, he did not forget Shreya's face from last night either. So he felt like she could actually use a good amount of laughter. Thus he slowly followed her around for a while before lifting her off of her feet with her h.i.p.s. But that did not hinder Shreya's laughter.

That was of course until Charan's drenched t-shirt wet her own clothes. A slight shiver racked her body due to the chillness but before she could protest, Charan sat on the couch beside him with Shreya held on his l.a.p firmly. And then she felt his wet hair tickle her neck behind her ears.

"Charan…" Shreya protested pulling her face away and turning to look at him. But all her complaints died down in her throats when he looked at her.

Charan's face was not angry or aggrieved but instead, he had a blissful smile playing on his face while looking at her with clear eyes. On the outside, he looked extremely happy and content which he was actually. But on a closer look, you could also see the traces of concern and the slight redness of his eyes due to lack of sleep.

Somehow seeing him like this, an impossible amount of warmth spread through her making her stop on her track. She forgot what she was even going to say. She just leaned over and snuggled in without caring about the wetness anymore. She buried her face on the crooks of his neck.

After a while, seeing as Shreya had no intention of getting up, Charan picked her and deposited her in his bedroom.

"You freshen up, I will go make you something to eat," Charan said as he took off his shirt to change while Shreya just gawked at him the whole time with a creepy smile.

Of course, Shreya hadn't moved an inch when he came back to check up on her after preparing the food. He found her rolling around in the bed with her phone.

"Shreya… come on. Get up. food is ready." Charan called out nudging her to get up. But Shreya stubbornly did not move.

She just shook her head and bundled herself in the blanket.

Charan let out a sigh. He did not even try to convince her. He just straight-up lifted her like a bundle of sack and made a beeline to the living room.

Shreya yelped in surprise and her phone almost slipped from her hands. Thankfully she caught it in time but before she could glare at the person responsible, she got deposited into the kitchen counter quite unceremoniously so. And just as she tried to open her mouth to talk, she got stuffed with a sandwich before she could even get one word out.

Shreya glared at him puffing her cheeks but couldn't really talk with the mouth full. Once she was done swallowing, she once again opened her mouth to complain when Charan stuffed her with another bite all over again. This went on until she was completely stuffed.

By then Shreya lost her will to complain even. She just sat there quietly as Charan wiped away the crumbs from the corner of her mouth. He then gave her an adorable smile that made her heart skip a beat.

Shreya gestured with her hands to Charan to come closer. When Charan leaned closer, she pecked him on his cheeks and said, "Thanks for the brunch…"

"You go out now. I will clean up here and join you." Charan said smiling at her and ruffled her hair.

But just as he was about to move away, Shreya caught on to his hands and held him back.

"You go have your breakfast, I will clean up here…" Shreya said with a smile.

Charan did not say anything. Just looked at her with his brows arched upwards with his eyes full of suspicion.

"Hey don't look at me like that… I can do it!!" Shreya said puffing her cheeks at his distrust.

Charan did not reply but then moved out of her way just to humor her. He was sure she couldn't do it. Not because he doubted her intentions or resolve but he had actually seen her try before and she actually ended up creating more mess for him to clean up after her. But even then he did not have the heart to mock her effort since it came from good intentions.

But his skepticism soon turned into surprise as she actually did clean up this time and that too without breaking anything. She was clumsy and rough on the edge. She missed a few spots here and there but overall she actually did clean up.

Once done, she turned around looking proud of herself and slightly gloating even.

Usually, at her house, all her dishes get cleaned up by her maid the next day. But the few weeks or so she had made an effort to do it herself. She had to sacrifice a few plates and coffee mug but she got the hang of it eventually.

Charan just shook his head with a smile at her antics as he munched on his own sandwich.