PriRa OS: Kiss with a stranger - Updated: part 61 on page 64 - Page 20

Thank you dear) In the next chapter we have another anniversary, I am preparing a surprise and I will try to make it long)

Love how he’s already going round in circles..He doesn’t even know her yet and she’s ruling his mind!

His love drives him, growing stronger every day

Eagerly waiting for the next chapter...

I will try to surprise you all)

I am waiting for the surprise

Honey, soon everything will be)

I just love this Enthusiastic Ram, he is cute and dramatic😆

I try to discover his true character)

Part 20 - The Unpredictable Star

Anniversary chapter with a surprise, I hope it's pretty enough)

Ram ran after Priya as if for the last time. He wasn't sure if it was her, but he wanted her like a madman.

"Damn, mysterious girl, why are you running so fast? I won't eat you, though, if you're a stranger to me, I want to."

And somewhere, a few turns away from her pursuer, Priya seemed to hear his thoughts and respond.

"Ocean, I was taught to run like this by your" brothers", men. Especially, some, first of all, that sir. So now I'm protecting myself and doing what I can for other girls, just like in the Master's district."

So they followed each other for about 10 minutes, but not for nothing was Priya so smart and athletic. She disappeared between two unexpectedly inconspicuous houses in South Mumbai. And Ram regretted 1000 times that he did not run in the morning, but with great pleasure eats pakoras in butter.

"That's all, I'm going on a diet for her, I need to tell Tarun to change my menu, otherwise you will always run away, dear Priya. And I don't want that, no matter who you are."

Priya, on the other hand, as if being in touch with him again, was replying to Ram in her mind.

"My ocean stranger, now I know who you are. Sorry, your friends are disgusting spies. You're all talking too loudly on the phone. Try to catch up with me, and I'll see who you choose: me or my other self, Shania.

I know we can't be together, but your kiss won't leave me and I want to play a little bit. This is not my style, but some situations require non-standard approaches. Otherwise, I'll never understand what it is that draws me to you so much, ever since that night at Mystery Star, I can't forget you, and you're following in my footsteps, let's see where we're going and how it ends."

Ram, for his part, still out of breath from running, continued to answer Priya.

"I do not know how this will end or where we are going, but I will follow you."

Ram stopped, finally returning to his car, reasonably deciding that running wouldn't help matters in his case, and called his friends.

The gang traditionally connected to the call and asked in unison: "Ram, did you catch up with her?!"

"Are you guys kidding me? She runs like a pro, I've never seen a girl run like that. Now it intrigues me even more.

- And she's doing great, - said the never-discouraged Brinda, - when we meet, I'll ask her to study with me!

"Nice, great idea," Adi said, supportive of his wife.

"I'm already studying with her," Kunal said to his friends, laughing.

"I probably got her a tattoo," Vik couldn't help but interject.

"Damn it, guys, enough about me, I still haven't been able to catch up with her.

"I'm sorry," the guys apologized simultaneously.

"Okay, don't apologize, you gave me a great idea, especially you, Vik.

"What is it?!" they all asked again.

"I need to find out if Priya has the right tattoo." Kunal, have you seen her?

"Ram, no, Priya doesn't have a tattoo.

"Are you sure?" asked Brinda and her restless feminine instincts.

"Yes, Bri, we train together a lot.

They didn't know that Priya had been aware of their plans for some time. Previously, her tattoo was always hidden by her clothes, but now it is hidden from Kunal by a special overlay that matches her skin color. As the singer Shania, Priya now knew how to get such things. Her second job required her to perform-not only singing,but also making up. Therefore, Priya borrowed the pad from her regular stylist for performances. She was a sweet and sympathetic girl with great talent. There were no others in Mr. Rajesh's team.

Priya just asked, explaining that her disguise in life requires a small addition. And Ritika, that was the girl's name, of course, did not refuse, because the whole team was very friendly and supported each other.

Priya hid the tattoo in training, now not just under her clothes, to confuse her cheeky stranger a little. But now she knew that his name was Ram Kapoor and that he was very friendly with Mr. Rajesh's family.

So it occurred to Priya to meet him at the home of her kind employer and re-create the situation they once found themselves in when communicating through the bathroom door.

Of course, Priya wasn't going to undress again, but she really wanted to talk to him. It was too early to implement this plan, so she decided to just trust fate. At least once in my life.

"If you're as special as your kiss, you can understand me."

And Ram will understand. But right now, he was in complete disarray and didn't understand how so many special women had passed through his life and not a single one remained in it. It was just that he didn't know that the right moment hadn't arrived yet.

And there was something else he didn't know, all these strangers were one woman who was so hard to catch, she was as mysterious and elusive as a Phoenix bird, but when she met him, she wanted to be caught again. And from that moment, her small but important game began.

While Ram was on the phone, his elusive bird gave him a signal.

A boy passed by with a bouquet of roses and asked to buy it.

"Master, master, please buy some flowers!"

"Yes, I'll take everything.

Ram loved roses and of course, did not refuse to help the guy. He felt that he should buy all these flowers.

"Thank you, sir." May God bless you with the greatest love.

"If only."..

Ram sighed a little and took the bouquet from the boy's hand. The flowers were wrapped in paper.

Ram arrived home, it was already late in the evening.

He didn't wake anyone up and decided to put the flowers in the vase himself.

"There's something I can do without Tarun, isn't there?", Ram laughed at himself.

Ram took the vase, filled it with water, and went with it and the bouquet to his room.

For some reason, he wanted to see these flowers as close to him as possible.

He stared at the flowers for a few minutes, finding them particularly beautiful. Like talking about love and mystery. That's why he liked them so much.

After that, he accidentally pressed the paper that was left from the bouquet to the bed.

"Ram, you're so sloppy..."

Ram interrupted himself when he saw that there was some rather long writing inside the paper, but it wasn't an inscription, it was a letter. Ram realized this when he unfolded the paper completely.

It was a letter just for him.

"Dear stranger, you were very bold with me and I can't forget it, I can't forget your eyes, but I can't meet you openly either.

My life is too complicated to involve you in it. It's very hard for me to trust and open up, but for some reason I really want to talk to you and I do it in the letter. Your kiss has done something strange to me, and I'm afraid of it, but at the same time, I want to experience it again.

I wish life had given me a chance to be open with you, special man with ocean eyes. If you are truly special, you will understand, feel, and find me. If not, my conscience will be at ease, and you will thank me for not dragging you into my problems. Anyway, try not to drink so much, you're getting so shameless. I really hope you're much better after all. Even if fate and desire don't bring us together again, thank you for that special evening. You were immodest, but gentle, that was new to me. I will always cherish this feeling in myself, no matter where the future takes us.

I embrace you, your singing Stranger."

Ram was in absolute shock for a few minutes, but the main thing he caught on to was that her emotions for him were just as violent as his.

"Well, if you think I belong to you, if you call yourself mine, then I must make you truly mine. I'm definitely not giving up now."