The Man Behind the Mask

Days after Arya's visit to Rohan' house, there was a sudden change in routine and quietness.... She was unable to obtain the picture of Mr. Veer out of her mind. He had a haunting quality that appealed to her curiosity and, in truth, sympathy. Is there any secret to his camouflage? What motivated him to put it on initially?

Rohan had not given her any feedback, as expected. When she mentioned it, he always seemed to shrug or make light of the situation. He said that it was in private and had been through some issues with her. It was difficult for Arya to let go of the situation.

A few days later, she was more intrigued than ever when Rohan invited her over. "Dad is arranging an evening party for you, let me invite you," his reply said softly. It will be a tasty meal, and you'll finally get to see him in softer surroundings.

Arya hesitated. "Are you sure? I am not someone who fits the description of attending dinner parties at mansions. ".

Rohan's eyes widened open. "I assure you, everything will be fine.". And you know, Dad actually liked it. Despite his preference for certain individuals, he stated that you appeared genuine. His words are highly regarded by others. ".

Arya could not conceal the slight feeling of pride. "Agreed," she stated. She will come. My fault lies with you if I make fun of myself. "...

At night, the mansion was even more radiant, its grandiose windows reflecting warm breezes and soft classical music blending into the cool evening atmosphere. Exiting the taxi, Arya adjusted her basic blue dress with nervousness.

She was met by Rohan at the door, who looked more sophisticated than usual with his skimpy suit. "Come relax, " he said, looking relaxed as if it were his turn to bid her farewell. ("It's just dinner, folks.").

He was followed inside by Arya who muttered "Dinner with millionaires."".

The dining area was slick, with a long table covered in pristine white linen and lit up by flickering candles and fresh flower-filled vases. A group of slickly dressed guests chatted in low, sophisticated voices. Arya felt utterly out of place until her eyes eventually caught sight of Mr. after feeling pain. Veer, at the head of the table.'".

Similar to previous nights, he donned his mask and appeared more relaxed tonight, leaning back in his chair while speaking to a guest sitting next to him. Acknowledging Arya, he nodded and maintained his gaze long enough.

Rohan escorted Arya to a seat in the center of the table, far enough from his father that she did not feel as though he was watching her closely but could see him. The way he spoke was so respectable, and even the most affluent guests seemed to be following him closely. She couldn't help herself.

The evening proceeded without a ripple, with courses of intricately prepared dishes that Arya could barely comprehend. She kept her head down and only spoke when she was spoken to, but often reflected on Mr. Veer.

Dessert was being served, but something unexpected occurred towards the end of the evening. A faint crash echoed through the hallway, followed by hasty footsteps. An individual wearing a suit arrived, his face dark as the room became quiet.

Mr.

"Veer has encountered an occurrence.".

Mr.

He was calm but sharp as he asked, Veer said.

The man declared that there was a security breach. "We suspect someone is trying to access you.".

Mr. noise echoed throughout the room. Veer lifted a hand, keeping them quiet.' Stood, his voice soars amidst the chaos. "Ladies and gentlemen, I plead your behalf to stay calm. » My staff will take care of your safety.'...? Follow Rohan to the lounge.

Then, Rohan sprinted up ahead, calling for the guests to follow him. While watching Mr, Arya hesitated with a racing heart. The security man was addressed by Veer in a low voice.' There was some tension in the room that made her feel uneasy, and before she could even begin to contemplate it, she found herself lingering near the doorway.

The subsequent minutes were short.. (Laughter) Upon entering the dining room, an unidentified man entered while holding up his knife and making requests. The chaos caused Arya to halt her pace and catch her breath.

"Get behind me! " Mr.

As Veer screamed, he came forward to confront the intruder.

Arya had hardly moved on and Rohan pulled her towards the hallway with his arm. She stumbled after him and then turned to see Mr. Veer battling the burglar, his movements swift and well-timed. The.

Upon completion, it felt like an eternity until the end. Mr. intruder was pinned down by security and kept under control. Overhead, Veer was heavily inhaling. Arya remained attentive and moved on from him. Why? During the altercation, they had taken off his mask, revealing an impressively rugged face with prominent cheekbones and a slight scar visible in his jaw.

They looked each other up at the mirror, and Arya felt a small recognition bubble. Although she was unaware of how or why, he gave off a familiar vibe, similar to having seen him in sex before.

"Are you okay?" Rohan's voice echoed, and she glanced at him with concern.

She muttered, "I...I'm fine," but her voice still vibrated.

A haze covered the rest of the night.'... The event was smoothed over as if it never happened after the guests were led out. Mr. Arya was unmovable from her thoughts. Depart from her mind, unfiltered and vulnerable.

Returning to her small apartment, Arya sat on the bed's edge and mentally replayed what had happened that night. ". She was unable to comprehend the strange attraction she felt towards Mr. Or the way he had been staring at her.

Her hands were almost free as she began to draw and reached for her sketchbook.. Before she realized it, lines and shadows had formed on the page, and she had sketched a rough portrait of himu2014the mask.

Arya was left with a heavy heart as she stared at the drawing, uncertain whether to answer or not. Who was Mr. Veer, really? Why did it seem as if her life was about to end?