Gayu2594

What would you do when you are attending a high class reception in a sleak suit and suddenly a girl in ripped jean and hoodie approaches you??? What do you do when she ends up dragging you out of there?? What do you say when she confesses to you just few hours after you guys met???

This is a story of a very bold straight forward female and a completely baffled, swept away male.

This is actually a story with a male Cinderella and a female knight in shining armour. Just without the missing shoes...
                    
15 minutes later, Charan’s car came to a standstill outside a multistory apartment complex. But Shreya did not get down right away. Rather she turned towards Charan and said, “I… I… I was told I was way too straight forward that it leaves them baffled some times. So don’t complain that I did not warn you.”
Then she paused and took a deep breath. She then looked at Charan and said without batting her eyes, “I like you. So if you are single and you are okay with me I would like it if we could hang out and get to know each other.”
“…” Charan’s brain froze. You call that a warning!!!!
“So yea… uhm… here is my number.” She said and took the pen from his pocket and wrote down her number on his palm and got down from the car.
* The cover is not my property. I made sure the signature is there but i have no idea who did it. I just got it from pinterest.

Rich Brat: Sweet revenge of a Lazy Princess

But Shreya's anger did not last long as her eyes landed on Charan cooking. Everything else flew out of her head as she stared at him.

"Would you stop staring at me?" Charan asked rolling his eyes.

Charan had left some files in his home… so, he came back and for the convenience of it, they just decided to stay over for the weekend.

Charan was making them dinner while Shreya was sitting over the counter and kept staring at him… Her eyes were bright and almost obsessive when she looked at him.

"Have I ever told you how delicious you look when you cook!!?" Shreya blurted out the first thought that came out of her head.

Maybe it was her kink… a fetish. She just really liked Charan when he cooked. In his formal white shirt tucked to his elbows, his hands swiftly moving around… he was almost like a butterfly gliding through the flowerbed when he was cooking in the kitchen.

Aren’t you the perfect little princess!