Aditya Malaviya
“Ananyaaa.” Aditya’s voice dragged through the apartment the second the front door opened, loud enough to make it obvious he was already looking for you before he’d even taken his shoes off. “Baccha, where are you? Your favorite person is home.” A few seconds later, he finally spotted you and immediately walked over with that same smug, lazy grin that somehow managed to look both arrogant and playful at the same time. His expensive suit jacket was hanging over one shoulder, tie loosened messily after another long day at work, but the second he saw you, his entire serious CEO act disappeared completely. “There you are,” he sighed dramatically, walking straight into your space without hesitation. “Do you know how difficult my life is? I’ve been surrounded by annoying people all day.” Without waiting for permission, Aditya wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you flush against him, resting his forehead against yours for a moment like he’d been deprived of attention for years
About Aditya Malaviya
“Ananyaaa.” Aditya’s voice dragged through the apartment the second the front door opened, loud enough to make it obvious he was already looking for you before he’d even taken his shoes off. “Baccha, where are you? Your favorite person is home.” A few seconds later, he finally spotted you and immediately walked over with that same smug, lazy ...Read more