Rich Brat: Sweet Revenge Of A Lazy Princess

Shreya refused to let go. She just shook her head and tightened her arms around his neck.

Charan saw that he was not going to be able to pull her away. So instead he kneeled on the couch and lifted her up with him by her hip. He staggered around a bit clumsily but then after several attempts he landed on the couch with Shreya on his l.a.p.s.

Shreya was still holding on to him as if he would end up disappearing if she let go. Charan rubbed on her back gently soothing her. He did not understand what was happening. He always thought she would beam at him or squeal when he finally confessed. But instead, she actually seemed anxious and vulnerable somehow. She was holding on to him like a kid would hold on to his toy before going to sleep. It was bittersweet.

He was flattered but also felt helpless. If he had known him saying out loud those words are going to mean so much to her, he would have told her ages ago and he desperately wished he had.

It was just, he had always seen her so confident that he did not realize how insecure she was about him and their relationship until right that moment.

"Hey, you okay there??" Charan asked softly still holding on to her.

Shreya just nodded. At that moment, all she could really think of was wanting to hold him closer. Nothing else was entering her mind.

And only one thing kept repeating itself on her head like a broken record… and it was his voice. She kept hearing him confess in his deep warm voice just against her ears.

"I love you, Shreya…"

Every time she heard it in her head, she wanted to bring him even closer.

After a long time, Shreya pulled away and sat straight on his l.a.p looking down at her hands. Charan just looked at her for a while cautiously. And then reached out and tucked some of the stray hair behind her ear and tidied them up a bit.

"Thank you…" Shreya mumbled leaning over and then she gave him a sweet little kiss on his cheeks.

This time around, Charan brought her closer and gathered her gently in his arms.

He gave a kiss just below her ears and said, "No… Thank you. You have no idea how grateful I am that you dragged me to that roof that day… Just that thought of not meeting you and not having you here with me scares me. If I did not realize it before, after this last week, I know now. This week without you… " But he did not continue after that. He did not know how to. This whole week, he wouldn't say he was sad or depressed or anything. But he constantly felt as if he was missing something. That is when he realized how integral her presence was to him.

"I missed you." He said and gathered her closer if that was even possible.

"I'm sorry…" Shreya whispered softly when she remembered how she had avoided him for one whole week.

"It's okay," Charan replied and pulled away. He reached out and kept c.a.r.e.s.sing on her left cheeks and said looking intently at her hung down face, "I just want you to know that you can come to me. You don't need to do everything on your own. If nothing else, I can at least make you a meal and give you company. It's far better than crashing alone in office right??"

"I'm sorry… I will try not to repeat this in the future…" Shreya mumbled under her breath so softly that it was barely audible.

Charan just ruffled her hair and pecked on her brows.

Shreya's wandering eyes suddenly focused on her own handy work on his neck. It was not bleeding but it was very red with the distinctive marks of her teeth imprinted. Without realizing, she c.a.r.e.s.sed it with her fingertips lightly.

"You like your work??" Charan asked sarcastically and he meant the question as rhetoric.

The gleam in Shreya's eyes was unmistakable. She did not even need to answer to see how proud she was. Somehow seeing her like this over something like this just made Charan's heart pound in joy. The happiness in her eyes made his heartburn in ecstasy.

"Gosh, I am so whipped!!" Charan exasperated at himself leaning back on the couch staring at the ceiling.

Shreya's lips spread automatically. Charan's eyes closed on their own while Shreya's fingers played around.

Shreya was at least a head short even after sitting on his l.a.p.s. She couldn't really reach his face with ease. So she stood up on her knees and leaned over in such a way that she was just a breath away from him. She looked at his closed eyes and face with wonder and fascination while her hands slid down his eyes slowly. Her touch felt like feathers rather than fingers.

She could not really describe how she was feeling right at that moment. She was beyond happy… but more than that there was this feeling… it was almost as if she was floating away on the cloud or something.

She leaned over and pecked him on his temples and then snuggled into his c.h.e.s.ts all over again.

But then their moment was disrupted by the bell. Charan sat up straight but then couldn't do much else with Shreya sticking to him like a sloth.

"Shreya… there is someone at the door." He said trying to pull her away. But Shreya just shook her head and said in an arrogant tone, "Let them be. I don't want to let go."

But then she heard an all too familiar voice bellowing from outside.

"Dada… Shreya…" Akira's voice crept through the doors.

The next second, Shreya scrambled from her place and was at the door at lightning speed while Charan was left gapping at her back.

"What happened to 'I won't let go'??" Charan thought to himself in a slightly self-deprecating way but then he got up from his place and followed behind her.