Jai's POV:

As the reception winds down, I make my way over to Mithra, who's laughing and chatting with her friends. I approach her casually, trying not to seem too eager. "Hey, Mithra, I was thinking... I could drop you off ?"

But even before Mithra deciphers what I said her friends turn to me, their eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, that's so sweet of you, Jai!" one of them coos. "But why just drop Mithra? We all live with her, can't you take us too?"

I hesitate for a moment, trying to come up with a polite way to decline. But Mithra's friends are relentless, playfully teasing me and batting their eyelashes. I can feel my face growing hotter by the minute.

Mithra, on the other hand, seems to be enjoying the spectacle. She's watching me with an amused smile, her eyes gleaming with mischief. I try to catch her eye, hoping she'll intervene and rescue me from her friends' clutches. But she just raises an eyebrow and continues to chat with her friends.

"Come on, Jai, it'll be fun!" one of her friends persists. "We can all squeeze into your car, can't we?"

I sigh, knowing I'm outnumbered. I give Mithra a final look hoping she'd say something but mithra being mithra shrugs off with a smirk.

As we walk towards my car, Mithra's friends continue to flirt with me, making jokes and playful comments. Mithra walks alongside me, her arm brushing against mine, but she doesn't say much. I try to steal glances at her, hoping to get a read on her thoughts. But she just smiles and continues to chat with her friends.

I can't help but feel like I'm in a bit of a tricky situation here. Mithra's friends are clearly attracted to me, and they're not being subtle about it. And Mithra herself... well, I'm not quite sure what she's thinking. But I'm determined to find out, and for sure this car ride isn't gonna help.

As I open the passenger door, I'm surprised to see one of Mithra's friends already seated, looking like she owns the place. Mithra stifles a giggle, noticing my disappointment. She slides into the back seat with her other friends, leaving me to deal with the flirtatious friend upfront.

"Hey, Jai! I'm Shruti" she says, batting her eyelashes. "I can't believe I'm actually in the same car as the famous Jai!"

I nod politely, trying to keep my focus on the road. "Hey. Nice to meet you."

Shruti continues to chat me up, asking about my interests and hobbies, but I remain brief in my responses. My attention keeps drifting to Mithra in the rearview mirror, who's chatting with her friends and seemingly enjoying the ride.

I smile wryly, my eyes meeting Mithra's in the mirror. She raises an eyebrow, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. I feel a flutter in my chest, and I know I'm in trouble.

As I drive, my eyes keep shifting between the road ahead and the rearview mirror, where I can't help but sneak glances at Mithra. She's chatting with her friends, her eyes sparkling with laughter, and her lips... her lips are doing something crazy to me.

I catch myself staring at them, slightly parted and inviting, and my heart skips a beat. She bites her lower lip, and I feel a jolt of electricity run through my veins. My breathing goes a little irregular, and I try to focus on the road, but my eyes keep drifting back to those lips.

"Gosh stop acting like a fucking teenager Jai" I tell myself forcing not to look at the mirror,but my mind keeps shifting back to how it would be to taste those lips and feel her skin against mine.

I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. "Get a grip, Jai," I think, sternly.

As the car pulls up to the PG, I jump out quickly, eager to help Mithra out. Her friends look at her with confusion, but I ignore them, my focus solely on her. Mithra looks taken aback, a hint of shyness in her eyes.

"Hey, let me help you with that," I say, opening her door and offering my hand.

Mithra takes it, her touch sending a spark through me. "Thanks, Jai," she says, her voice soft.

I try to keep the conversation going, asking her about her day, but she yawns, covering her mouth with her hand. "Sorry, Jai, I'm really tired. Thanks for the ride, though. From me and the girls," she adds with a playful laugh.

Suddenly a fear grips me, is this it? Does it end here? I don't even have her number. Am I even gonna see her again?

And as if she'd heard me, she suddenly asked me" Are you attending the muhurtham tomorrow or- skipping because of your 'Mr Ceo' tag?"

And that second I saw something flash through her eyes. She felt what I felt too. May be not in the same intensity but she still did. And that's all that mattered. She wanted to see me again! Oh my god! I really hope I'm not dreaming. Fuck I hope my face isn't giving off how happy I'm feeling right now. I look at Mithras confused face and realised I haven't answered her yet.

"Oh, of course I'm attending it. How could I skip it. It's, - It's th most important part of the wedding," I blurt out hoping to sound as convincing as possible. She just laughs and proceeds to walk away. "Mithra -" I call out halting her in her steps.

"Can I pick you up tomorrow morning? I mean for the muhurtham?" but she hesitates. "Jai, it's okay, really. You don't have to go out of your way. You must be busy, and—"

I interrupt her, my persistence getting the better of me. "No, no, it's no trouble at all. I'd love to pick you up."

Mithra smirks, her eyes glinting with amusement. "You're really pushing this, aren't you? And what about my friends? They'll want to tag along, you know."My face instantly drops.

Mithra laughs, shaking her head. "You're something else, Jai. Okay, fine. But don't say I didn't warn you."

With that, she turns and walks away, her friends following close behind. I watch her go, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation for tomorrow.

Mithra climbs the stairs, her footsteps light and graceful. I watch her, mesmerized, my eyes fixed on the way her hair swings with each step. She reaches the landing and turns towards her room, her hand on the door handle.

As she pushes open the door, she turns back and waves at me, a sweet smile on her face. I feel a pang in my chest, my heart skipping a beat. I raise my hand, slightly gesturing for her to go inside, my eyes locked on hers.

She smiles knowingly, her eyes sparkling. I nod slightly, my eyes still fixed on hers, and turn towards my car.As I walk away, I can feel her eyes on me, but I don't look back. I know if I do, I'll be tempted to stay, to spend more time with her, to see where this strange connection between us might lead.

I reach my car and slide into the driver's seat, my mind still reeling with thoughts of Mithra. I start the engine, my eyes drifting towards her room, wondering what she's doing, what she's thinking.

With a sigh, I put the car in gear and drive away, leaving Mithra and her enchanting smile behind, but knowing I'll be back, knowing I'll see her again soon.

As I drive away from Mithra's PG, my mind is a jumble of thoughts, all centered around her. I can't stop thinking about her smile, her laughter, her piercing eyes. I replay our conversations in my head, analyzing every word, every gesture.

I chuckle to myself, realizing how much I'm obsessing over her. "Jai, you're acting like a lovesick puppy," I think, shaking my head.

But I can't help it. Mithra has gotten under my skin, and I can't seem to shake her off.

As I drive, I think about the muhurtham ceremony the next day. I had initially declined Arjun with a firm "no", not interested in attending another boring family function.

But then I found out Mithra was going to be there, and suddenly my plans changed. I had to be there, if only to see her again.

"What's wrong with me?" I think, laughing at myself. "I'm acting like a total stranger, just because of one girl."

But deep down, I know it's not just about Mithra. It's about the connection we shared, the spark that flew between us. I want to explore that, to see where it takes us.

As I pull up to my mansion, I realize I've been driving on autopilot, lost in thought. I shake my head, smiling wryly.

"Get a grip, Jai," I think, as I step out of the car. "You're not even sure if she's interested."

But as I walk into my apartment, I can't help but feel a sense of excitement, a sense of anticipation. Tomorrow can't come soon enough.

Mitra's POV :

As I enter my room, I'm greeted by a chorus of giggles and chatter from my friends. They're all raving about Jai, their eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Oh my god, he's so hot!" says shruti , fanning herself dramatically.

"I know, right? And rich too!" adds Priya , her eyes wide with wonder.

"And nice! He's actually really nice," chimes in Emma, smiling.

I laugh along with them, but my mind is elsewhere. I can't stop thinking about Jai, about the way he made me feel today. His flirting, his banter, his touch... it all replays in my head like a movie.

"Hey, Mithra, are you listening?" asks Priya , waving her hand in front of my face.

I startle back to reality, blushing slightly. "Yeah, sorry. What were you saying?"

"Are you sure he's coming to pick us up tomorrow too?" she asks, her eyes shining with excitement.

I nod, feeling a flutter in my chest. "Yeah, he said he would."

Shruti squeals, bouncing up and down on the bed. "I'm going to sit in the passenger seat tomorrow! I can't wait!"

The others giggle and chatter, but I feel a sudden pang of possessiveness. I brush it off, telling myself I'm being silly. But the feeling lingers, like a shadow in the back of my mind.

As the conversation shifts to what to wear tomorrow, my friends start excitedly discussing their outfits. Shruti is thinking of wearing a new dress, Priya is considering a skirt and top, and is debating between two different blouses.

I join in, thinking out loud about my own options. "Hmm, I'm thinking maybe a saree? But which one...?"

My mind starts racing as I scan my wardrobe in my head. I think about the different colors and styles, and suddenly, Jai's face pops into my mind. What would he like? I wonder.

I try to shake off the thought, telling myself I'm being silly. But I can't help it. I want to make a good impression, and I can't help but wonder what Jai would find attractive.

I get up and walk over to my closet, scanning my sarees. My eyes land on a beautiful red one, and I smile. That's it, I think. That's the one.

I take the saree out and hold it up against myself, admiring the way it brings out the color in my skin. I can't help but feel a little excited, wondering what Jai will think when he sees me in it.

"I hope he likes it," I think to myself, feeling a little flutter in my chest.

I put the saree back in my closet, making a mental note to iron it before tomorrow. As I turn back to my friends, I realize they're all looking at me, amused.

"Hey, Mithra, what's going on in that head of yours?" shruti asks, raising an eyebrow.

I laugh, feeling a little self-conscious. "Just thinking about what to wear tomorrow," I say, trying to play it cool.

But my friends just laugh, knowing me too well. "Sure, Mithra," Priya says, grinning. "Whatever you say."

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