"You need to come with a warning sign!" he growled with frustration.
Mahi is back to India. All she wants to do is to start over and distance herself from her past. But her path to the new beginning is challenged by her rude and grumpy neighbor, who refuses to believe in anything nice about her.
Samrat, a former class nerd—and one of Mahi's victims—is now an extremely successful entrepreneur (No thanks to her). He would rather spend his days and nights, inventing things and running his company than be bothered by the annoyingly cheerful and maddening woman. And Mahi could swear up and down that she no longer means any harm to him or his family, but he knew she would be up to no good soon. Adding to his troubles was also the fact that Mahi was now working for his company at the same office.
Will these former enemies stay away from each other without getting caught in a fierce, but unwanted attraction? Or will they fall victim to—That Same Old Love.
WARNING: Contains sexual content and some adult themes that are intended for mature reading audiences.
"Mahi, stop it," he growled. "Stop taunting me with your innuendos. They are not funny anymore."
Her smile dropped as she felt her awareness grow rapidly. She didn't know if the tingling sensation in her body was due to his nearness or because of the medication. But from the past five nights, the sight of his almost bare body and her reaction to it, kept her lying awake.
She wanted him.
Not as some gentle romantic companion to talk to, or to hold hands with, but in the most basic primitive sense.
"I'm not taunting you Samrat...or maybe I was. I don't know. But I do know that I really want you," she told him, looking at him boldly without a shred of coyness.
He looked angry at her confession and slowly came towards the bed to sit next to her.
"Mahi, stop. Stop playing with fire or you'll get burned. If you have any idea about what I would do to you, if I took you up on your offer, you'll run away screaming. So stop it," he warned her softly.
She quirked an eyebrow at his overly clichéd and dramatic statement. Any other time, she would have laughed loudly on his face, and made a smart ass comment. But right then, she was mesmerized and could feel the electricity crackling around them.
"Stop. It," he gritted at her bold stare.
"Make me," she dared him, staring in fascination at his strong square jaw that was clenched tightly, making his chin dimple look very lick worthy.
His hands were fisted, and he was trying very hard to not jump on her, and attack her like a hungry animal. The past three months of unrequited lust were rushing through his mind and body, making him crazy. I have to get away from here!
"You need to come with a warning sign!" he growled out in frustration. Before he could drag himself away, Mahi caught his decorative duppatta around his neck and pulled him towards her. Samrat half expected her to be teasing him again, but his brain shut down completely when he felt her lips on his.