Binding The Playboy

Sahil's POVMy best friend, Samar and I were going to the airport to pick my sister Swati. She was coming back from Canada. My phone was ringing continuously while I was driving. I saw the number it was Damini... Why was she calling me all of a sudden?? I stopped the car on the side and picked up the phone. " Hello!! Hi Damini... " " Hi, Sahil.. " " You are calling me at this hour, is everything alright?? " "  I just want you to put some sense in your brother... " she said." Calm down beautiful !! Take a deep breath... What has he done now? " " How can I be calm?? He is driving all over the city. "  She said  " What?? Has he gone mad?? Do me favour, just slap him tight. How can he be so careless?? Give the phone to him please. " " Here talk to him." She offered her phone to him. " Hello... " I heard Sagar's voice." Have you lost it?? " I aske

Sahil's POVI got up and got ready to go to market. Where was Swati??Mom was overexcited and was about to panic if everything was in order or not. Though Sagar had finished everything.  Sagar and mom were ready and waiting for Swati to get ready. " Where is Swati?? I need to leave now... As I have to go.. and pick the fruits, sweets and clothes. " I asked." She is not ready till now.. you go alone... " Sagar said." No way... I will not go to pick the dresses alone... Tell her to come fast." I was adamant. I would not go to a saree shop alone, at any cost. I would wait till Swati come. I  turned all of a sudden and bumped into Manu making her lose her balance. She was just about to fall when I caught her in my arms. She was looking so beautiful and sweet. Her long black hair was open. Her big black orbs had become bigger with shock. I felt a little tug kind of thing towards her.We both kept standing in the same posit

Sahil's POVI went home to get fresh. Everyone was in the living room. They were having tea and were ready to go out. " Sahil, come have tea. " Mom said and I nodded. Swati came and hugged me.  I joined them while Swati went to the kitchen to get me tea. She gave me tea and a plate with a few pieces of cake in it. I was hungry so I took a bite of it. It was very nice but pretty different. " Wow!! This is very different and delicious. What is in it?  Did you make it?  " I smiled at Swati.. as she was very fond of trying new recipes. " No Bhai, Manu made it but I helped her too. It is an apple spiced cake. I love the flavour of cinnamon in it. " She said and looked at her. I looked at her, but as usual, she was not even looking at me. " Did I hear cake?? " Samar came in and asked.Of course, all you hear and think about is food... Everyone was happy to see him, even Manu...

Manyata's POVWe came back after dinner. I was alone in the room as Swati was with aunty and her brothers. I didn't want to intrude on them, so I came back to my room. I checked my phone again and saw a message from a model. She wanted to go get her younger sister's portfolio done by me. I told her that I was in Chandigarh and would come in a month. if she wanted it sooner, she could get it done by someone else. But she replied instantly that she would gladly wait for me. I always had a passion for photography. I used to click the pictures of various places and beautiful natural things like flowers, sunrise, sunsets, birds. Everyone used to praise my pictures and I sent them in many competitions and my pictures got prizes. They were well appreciated. I worked in an ad agency and quickly I gained recognition as a glamour photographer. Gradually people around me started to request me to click their portfolios. I started to take my

Sahil's POVWe all walked towards the dining table for having breakfast. Mom came out of the kitchen wiping her hands. " Mom, I am very hungry, what's in the breakfast? " I asked. " Wait for two minutes... it's ready. " Swati and Manu also came out of the kitchen with lots of food. Samar was so happy all of a sudden. But he is a certified foodie. They placed all the things on the table. I checked, there were stuffed paranthas, sweet lassi, Upma and  Shahi Zafrani sevaiyaan ( a sweet dish prepared with vermicelli flavoured with cardamom, saffron and dry fruits). My mood lifted up. I pulled a chair and sat down. " Wow !! Aunty, It is a feast... Thank God I came here at this time and that I have not had my breakfast. "  Samar said rubbing his hands. " You should not go to the office without eating beta." Mom said. " Aunty, my dad eats a very light breakfast. Just milk and cer