Of Proposals and Rejections

                                    

                                          
Dedicated to stormhunter07 and her work 'Beyond The Facade'
                          
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I stood at his door and knocked thrice. After the third knock a young girl opened the door. She was approximately 17 or 18. From her clothes and whole demeanor I knew she was a maid. 
                          
"I am here to see Mr. Vikram"
                          
"Yes mam, do come in. Sir has instructed me to take you to his study" She said in a small voice. 
                          
I entered the house. It looked more beautiful in sunlight. The natural light illuminated its beauty ten fold.
                          
"What is your name? I asked her.
                          
"Rama" she said and gave me small smile. 
                          
We took the stairs and she led me from a way through which Vikram took me last night. 
                          
We passed his room and I couldn't help but peek inside. It was still neat except for a towel which was sprawled on a chair. That towel would have been wrapped around him sometime ago. Lucky towel. 
                          
Rama motioned me towards a black door. 
                          
"Thanks" I entered into the room.
                          
It was a office. I could tell, the desk, the files, the mess. I have seen it in Harish Kaka's study.
                          
I went inside and saw Vikram standing on the window with a file in his hand.
                          
"Aheem" I cleared my throat to get his attention.
                          
"Ms. Lila"
                          
"Vicky" I smiled sweetly. I could see that he got irritated by it.
                          
"Don't call me that"
                          
"Okay, Okay. I am here to make a deal with you" I stated without any sweet talk. 
                          
He leaned towards me with his hands on the table and his biceps trying to get out of his shirt. His brown eyes piercing mine. 
                          
"I am a businessman Miss. Lila, be careful before making any kind of deal with me."
                          
I could see a faint smile on his face like he was hiding it. Great he thinks I am funny. He knew I had no experience in this kind of things.
                          
"Lets get Married"
                          
I blurted out.
                          
"What?" He asked looking at me like I am an deranged person.
                          
"For a year, Lets get Married." I said clearly "I will sign the whole contract over to you but you have to be married to me for a year."
                          
He raised an eyebrow and asked."What do you want in return?"
                          
"My Freedom"
                          
He seemed confused.
                          
"Are you sure you won't gain anything out of it?"
                          
"See Viku, If you are not interested in having back your business then please tell me. I am not gonna get married anytime soon if this dosen't work" Which was obviously not true but I wasn't gonna tell him that.
                          
"My name is Vikram" He said going around the table and taking one more step towards me. 
                          
Was it the only thing he understood.?
                          
"Are you telling me the truth?" He said as he neared me. He was so near that I was having difficulty forming words. 
                          
"Yyesss.." I couldn't manage to say anything further.
                          
"Really?" He was now standing very close to me. So close that my nostrils filled with his cologne. His stubble was smaller than yesterday. Did he trim it? I felt like touching it.