Hank Med

Divya Katdare held onto her breath once her fiancé shrugged past her limply after she had just given him her all. Her heart sank down to her stomach and she could feel the tears prickling her bottomless brown eyes. She didn't love him, how could she? Just like her parents, he never had time for her, and never understood her. Her heart beat was pulsing faster and faster, it seemed like nothing she ever tried seemed to work out in her favor.

She turned on Her Jimmy Choo heel absently and squinted in the distance when she saw Hank approaching her. Divya cursed herself for showing so much emotion in front of her colleagues. She attempted a smile but he saw right through her.

"Are you okay?" Hank asked concernedly squinting his baby blue eyes at her. Divya shook her head and let the warm tears flow from her eyes.

"No", she admitted accepting the hug and clenched tighter to his navy button up and cried unexpectantly. She hadn't even realized she was so emotional. Hank clenched her body tighter to his and let her rest her head on his shoulder.

She was so sick of holding everything in, she was tired of the perfect exterior everybody wanted from her. All she knew was that she didn't want Hank to ever loosen his grip around her body.

Divya didn't know how long she'd been hugging Hank at the bus terminal but when she looked around it was dark out and only a few passenger stood waiting.

She sniffed flipping her luxurious jet black hair out of her face just as her cell phone rang. Hank stuffed his hands in his pockets silently and waited for her to take the call.

"Yes mother", she stated in her soft accent. "He just left", she added a fake smile in before hanging up.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked as they fell into step.

Divya shrugged her coco brown shoulders and let the wind play in her hair. "Fine", she smiled pretending as if nothing happened.

"Divya", Hank grabbed her arm gently and made her look at him.

"I'm fine Hank really, today was just a stressful day", she confirmed clicking her heels to her Mercedes Truck.

"You sure?" he asked inching closer to her.

Divya nodded exhaustedly and yawned adjusting her Prada bag.

"Let me drive you there at least".

"And risk the chance of you meeting my mother?" Divya joked still walking. "I think not".

Hank laughed taking her car keys swiftly . "I wasn't offering".

"Fine", Divya huffed with a smirk sliding into the passenger seat.

Once Hank pulled up to the Katdare's estate his mouth gaped open, it doubled the size of the white house and had gold accents on the side.

"This is beautiful Divya", he confirmed with a grin but only heard light snoring. He smiled tapping her shoulder for her to wake up.

"I rather not stay here tonight", she murmured still half asleep.

Hank nodded attentively and pressed the gas to the Mercedes truck pulling out of the circular driveway. He stole a glance at the gorgeous goddess like woman sleeping peacefully. And it dawned on him, besides her last name he basically knew nothing about Divya. He didn't even know she was engaged to anyone.

When they finally pulled up to the guest house Divya was passed out sleep completely. After Hank tapped her cheeks a few times for her to wake up, he gave up and opted to just carry her to bed. When he lifted her out of the car seat he was shocked at how light her limp body was. Her dark hair swished back where she lay peacefully in Hank's arms. He smiled down and noticed she looked angelic, without her bustling and moving around she actually looked innocent.

Hank cautiously pushed the door open and was surprised by the quietness of the house. Usually Evan was jumping around rambling about some new Hank med venture he had up his sleeve.

When he turned the corner for the guest room he sighed at the disarray mess. He forgot Evan had taken it over insisting he would use the room as an office. Paper balls were scattered along with clothes across the window.

Hank sighed lifting Divya's weight higher, he knew if she woke up in that room there would be hell to pay.

Finally, he settled for taking her to his room. He figured he could just crash on the couch until tomorrow. Hank gently laid Divya on his satin sheets on her back as she curled against one of his pillows.

"Thank you", she murmured sleepily turning in her dress.

"Thank me later", Hank smiled kneeling down to unhook her Jimmy Choo heels so she'd be more comfortable.

"Hank, so I was just talking to New parts Newberg and-

Evan's voice trailed off with a smirk when he entered the room. "Good job, bro", he grinned cockily at the figure Hank had just laid in his bed.

"Who's the lucky girl?" he asked cockily entering deeper in the room to sneak a peak at Hank's latest conquest.

His smirk disappeared when he saw Divya's gorgeous face cuddled underneath Hank's duvet.

"I know", Hank shook his head with a sigh. "Long story", he called over his shoulder before casually strolling out.

Evan swallowed hard and felt something sting in the back of his eyes. His stomach felt raw, like he had just swallowed a bottle of bleach. He got the girls fell for Hank, but not Divya?

His palms became sweaty as he watched the girl of his dreams toss in his brother's bed comfortably. This can't be happening.

" Long story", he breathed in disbelief before walking out full of emotions.

This is my first RP ever! So please go easy on me! Thanks for reading and please review!!!!