VIKRAM's POV

What the fuck were these guys thinking when they plan on such conferences? Small room and a fucking small bed. The last thing I wanted to do was sleep with her in that small bed, holding her close so that I could wipe away every fucking gap between us. But I didn’t want to. I wanted her to suffer but at the same time I couldn’t let her do that. When she asked me to accompany her to Banglore, I didn’t want to at first. How would I escape her and her presence? That fucking damn fragrance of hers that has assaulted every sense of mine.