Chapter 67

Antra's POV

The door opened and I saw the man standing in his bathrobe carrying two mugs of freshly brewed Coffee. His hair was still damp as if he had taken bath recently.

Oh God!!! No!

I was imagining him standing here now.

Shit!

Why was I thinking about him first thing in the morning? I could not afford to fall for him again.

I closed my eyes for a few seconds and opened them, hoping that he would vanish into thin air... But I was shocked to see that he was very much there.

Even the aroma of freshly brewed coffee seemed to be real. My imagination was getting very vivid.

Bhai was right, I was going crazy after Dhruv. I decided to ignore his sexy image in just a bathrobe and started looking out of the window.

" C'mon yaar!! At least, look at me. I didn't expect such a cold reaction. At least say a polite hello, or at least shout at me. " He said coming towards me.

Oh, God!! He was here for real? How? Oh, God?? He stayed in the house??

How did he come to know?

How did he enter the cot