Damini's POV
It was my picture in that white dress, that I wore on Bhoomi poojan. He had many pictures of mine. I smiled at him.
" You sent this to your mom?? "
" Hmmm I wanted to show her the girl, I want to marry. " I blushed again and he chuckled to see my red cheeks.
" So I was looking at you only. Sweetheart. I didn't even realise that my stupid secretary was trying to gain my attention. " He held my hand and kissed it.
" When and how did you click these??" I asked him.
" On Bhoomi poojan day silly... " He said with a smile.
" You know what I mean... You should not have done that. I could have filed a complaint about it. "
" Do that, If you want. but I have a confession to make ... " He said brushing the back of his neck.
" What ?? " I looked at him.
" I have more pictures of you that I clicked years ago.." he said in a low voice.
" What ?? Seriously?? That is not right Sagar... You can't click pictures of a girl without her consent. "