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She slowly neared Maya and whispered.
“I know a lot of secrets of your man. I can share if you like,” she winked.
Maya stepped back, giving her a warning look, and headed out of the restroom with Aisha. She didn’t get good vibes from Cindy. What secrets of Ranveer did she know? Why was Ranveer only her favorite subject? Did they have a past? Whenever she tried to take a step towards Ranveer, situations pushed her two steps away from him. His past and secrets were the only barriers; if he cleared them off, she might agree to his proposal.
Chapter 42
Ranveer strolled outside the lady’s washroom, waiting for Maya to come out. He didn’t understand what was taking her so long. Though Aisha was in there with her, he was still worried. The door opened, and Maya strode out followed by Aisha. Ranveer took a sigh of relief, but the instant he saw Cindy coming out from the same washroom, tension resurfaced. He held Maya’s hand possessively as she reached him and then instructed Aisha.
“Mark that woman on the red list for Maya.”
Aisha nodded and gave the couple some space.
“Red list?” Maya inquired. So far, she thought Ranveer was not aware of Cindy, and there was a slight chance he didn’t share a past with her. But the way he warned Aisha to keep Cindy away from her next time said a lot.
“Yes, red list.” He grabbed her elbow to take her away, but she didn’t move. He stopped, forcing her out, and straightened himself. “Fine. Ask.”
“What is a red list?”
“People who should never be seen around you, forget talking and mingling with,” he barked.
She had guessed so.
“Only because they know bits and pieces of your past?” she snapped.
Ranveer didn’t want to confirm that. Her gaze narrowed.
“Instead of pushing your past away from me, why don’t you tell me what it is? I prefer listening to it all from you than them.”
Ranveer gulped hard.
“28 years,” he barked. “You want me to share each and everything I did in the past 28 years?”
“No,” she denied. “Just the one which is necessary for me to characterize you, understand you better, and take a decision easily.”
He gripped her forearms, pulling her closer.
“Don’t judge me by my past. I am nothing today what I was before.”
“It is not your past I am worried about, Ranveer,” she replied. “It is the fear of not knowing you at all that scares me. You want this relationship to be real, then you need to come out of your shell.”
He loosened his grip on her. She had a point, but he didn’t know where to start and if he would ever be able to hold her to him after she knows all of his past.
None of the two spoke to each other on their way back home. When they stepped into the private elevator, she stood a foot forward, keeping enough distance between them. She felt his burning gaze on her back though. If he was this quiet, it had to be serious. But wasn’t it the right time to be serious? Only giving her a countdown to worry about and keep chasing her for the reply to his proposal was not going to work. They needed to kill the ice between the two. And the problem was not just the ice but an iceberg.
The elevator came to a halt abruptly. The doors didn’t open. Did the power cut off? But it was enough lighted inside. What happened? She turned around only to find Ranveer pushing the stop button.
“Why did you stop the elevator?” she asked. “Start it at once.”
“I will decide what has to be done at my property.”
“I’m staying here doesn’t mean I am your prisoner.” She couldn’t keep the anger out of her voice.
Ranveer stretched his arms at the wall she was leaning on, pinning her between his body and the elevator wall. She didn’t flinch, but their proximity invoked some unknown pain in her body. This happened every time now whenever he was this close to her.
“I am your prisoner ever since we first met. I never complained,” he grinned wide and warm. He was drunk but not much; his senses were functioning quite well. Ranveer was aware Maya’s anger was justified, but he couldn’t share his past. It was like digging old graves. He was afraid she would run away, consider him unworthy of her. “Don’t jeopardize our relationship by judging me by my past,” his tone was more of a request than command. She softened a bit. “This world is very cruel, Maya. They won’t let me change even if I want to.”
Why would he say that? Our life and the decisions we make in the course are solely ours, not others. He was clearly mistaken. He had trust issues, agreed, but he had to start somewhere.
