Chapter 04 : YOU ARE MY WORLD (Part-02) updated

Umm... They kissed, yessss they kissed. I am in heaven coz when a couple starts with a kiss what's more to come to make me go MOE while writing I don't know. (¬‿¬)

CHAPTER-04:

You are my world (Legend of the Blue Sea Ost) Language: Korean

YOU ARE MY WORLD

Part-01:

As Imlie's lips touched Aryan's, he was clueless. Just a flash before she was coming from the opposite side and he bumped into her, she looked at him confused and the next moment her lips were on his. 

'Is she some kind of hallucination? She shouldn't be here in an underground fighting club which collects information for the police' he was utterly confused.

But no, he felt like he shouldn't give an opening to her though she is a hallucination. He clenched his teeth so that her tongue cannot make its way inside his mouth but something which he never expected happened. She bit his lower lip and fresh blood made its appearance on the surface.

'No, she is not an illusion at all' thought Aryan.

Imlie felt like she tasted honey. the taste was familiar yet exciting her. She sucked his lower lip like a hungry wolf. She hasn't tasted this pair of lips from ages, the taste which makes her want to never stop. As she got the lips one thing kept bugging her, the taste of the insides of his mouth. She wanted to tangle her tongue in union when the familiar cologne smell hit her nostrils. Yes, this cologne was missing from the time she met him in this life but the warmth she wanted to feel could only be possible when she push her tongue inside but her wishes were put on a halt when she felt his teeth guarding his mouth.

'What the?' It annoyed her and in annoyance she bit his lower lip.

Suddenly the favorite food she wanted to enjoy went far as a pair of strong hands made distance between her and those plump lips. She was confused but she felt like biting them more so that the mouth gives up into submission and she could explore the nostalgia she was feeling. She looked at them planning how to bit them and where in the back of her mind.

He held her arms and separated her from him, he made sure to make a distance of almost fifty centimeters between them.

He looked at her shocked and baffled. Things went severe when he noticed she was still staring at his lips.

"Miss" he exclaimed.

Nope, all her attention was on his lips.

This time he shook her and exclaimed, "Miss, are you a pervert?" 

"What?" Imlie retorted as she became conscious of her surroundings.

Imlie was confused why she did this. She just wanted to feel his lips but the interesting thing was she never felt that way before every time they met. She could only focus on those pink lips and she did what her wild instinct called for without rationalizing what Aryan was even doing here.

"What you did just now is called sexual harassment?" Said Aryan with a calm but annoyed voice.

‘Sexual Harassment…Yes it was, I never took his consent. But what is he doing here? Wasn’t he in Mumbai? But why is he in just a black shirt and black jeans? He isn’t even wearing his staple suits’ thought Imlie.

Imlie looked at him as if she couldn't believe herself he was there. 

"Sorry ABP" she said moving out from his clutch.

Aryan remembered she used to call ABP to Aryan Singh Rathore.

Bitterness took over him as he replied, "Who are you mentioning as ABP? Look Miss, my name is Aryan Singh Raizada and I absolutely don't know who you are…"

“What are you saying ABP? If you want to lie, at least lie with creativity. You didn't even change half of your name” said Imlie.

“Look Miss, I don’t know who you are but what you did was definitely harassment.”
“ABP,  stop with your act” exclaimed Imlie but suddenly her cell phone vibrated and she looked at her whatsapp.

Messages from Aryan had arrived: Sorry Imlie, yesterday I was too busy. The person who was caught in ASP Mall was actually targeting me so I had to talk with Mumbai police for my security.

And the chat status showed him in typing mode, she couldn’t believe her eyes. As the Aryan before her was blabbering she pressed his mouth with her left palm and dialed Aryan’s number immediately.

“Hey, Miss, why are you covering my mouth?” His words could be heard crystal clear though she covered his mouth.

“Hello…Imlie”

Imlie heard Aryan’s voice from the other side of the line. Nope, she was absolutely sure the voice belonged to Aryan then who was the guy standing in front of her whom she kissed? She was perplexed, so she cut the call immediately.

“You are too much Miss. I hope we never meet again” said Aryan and left angrily. As he left Imlie sat on the ground in shock.

“Who is this doppelganger of ABP? His voice is also exactly the same as ABP” exclaimed Imlie, confused. She couldn’t process in her mind who he was or why he looks like her ABP or why she kissed him or what those flashbacks meant. She calmed herself down repeating in her mind she wouldn't meet him again, slowly and steadily when she calmed down she made her way inside the fighting club.

Aryan made his way to his car which was a Renault ‘Duster’. He sat in his car, he didn't know how he reached his car. The things that happened a few minutes before were too fancy to believe for him.

His ears got red and so did his cheeks. 

"Did she kiss me? Here on my lips." exclaimed Aryan as he touched his lips.

After a few seconds he noticed his swollen lower lip in the rear view mirror. He slapped both of his cheeks.

"Stop Ary, stop repeating those clips of embarrassment in your memory." 

And he started his car engine.

Imlie won the boxing match against Raka, she was more aggressive today and it was because of what she did to Aryan. Raka considered her capable enough to be a part of the Fighting Club, Rana who was cheering for Imlie asked her to stay for a few hours more as he left to buy chips and juice to celebrate her victory over Raka.

They remembered how she said she would make Raka bleed when she first arrived in this Fighting Club and today she did absolutely what she said. Raka bled by his mouth when she hit him with her boxing gloves. She was like a warrior rather than someone who learnt martial arts for fun. She seemed to them as a Lioness who uses her strength to survive more than to brag with her skills.

Meanwhile Aryan was confused why she cut the call abruptly.

“She cut the call” exclaimed Aryan.

“On your face?” asked Nishant sipping his evening tea.

“Yes!”

“Your new friend is absolutely angry. You said she has just started College. She must be quite young”

“Oh yes! She is”

“Text her that you are sorry and you will make up to her”

“But why? I didn’t do it because I wanted”

“But, UNB that doesn’t change, you ignored her. You could easily text her before sleeping. Why didn’t you do it?”

“You know how she took over my mind when I was in Delhi, I didn’t want her to cover my mind”

“That doesn’t change the fact that you ignored her. Now since you did it, say sorry and make up to her even if she starts acting petty because she has every right to be petty”

“Okay, I am texting. Don’t nag me so much…”

“Nag! My oh my, Arpi look at your brother. He never values me as his friend”

Aryan looked at Nishant who went to Arpita who was sitting in the drawing room with his complaints.

“This friend of mine is a pure Hopeless” exclaimed Aryan as he texted his sorry note to Imlie.

Part-02:

As Imlie laid on her bed she remembered the conversation she had with Mahesh during the victory party.

“Oh you met him”

“Yes, I met him while coming here”

“He is a poor child”
“Ah, why?”
“He is an orphan, his parents left a fortune for him though.”

“Orphan?”

“Yes, he is a talented fighter”

“Oh…”

Aryan Singh Raizada has taken up her mind, he felt like a twin of Aryan whom she never knew but the atmosphere around him is totally different. Whenever it's about Aryan the atmosphere turns tense, Imlie has to be careful of every word she speaks. Maybe because she wanted to impress him at any cost but today she kissed a stranger out of nowhere and it didn’t pressure her a bit. What is wrong with her? This question had shaken her up, she felt like cheating though she was single at the moment yet she felt it was absolutely right to kiss him. She felt like pulling her hair out but suddenly her eyes went to the magical book, it was glowing somehow. She sat up and made her way to the book.

Aryan was about to go to the bed when he saw she had still kept  him on ‘seen’ mode but didn’t reply.

“Aryan what’s wrong with you? Why are you so tense about her not replying? She is a young girl. What if she is busy with some other handsome guy? She is a sucker of handsome faces after all. But any face can top mine?” Aryan stood in front of his mirror.

“I am Aryan Singh Rathore and no one can top my looks easily. Also my status and there’s only one Aryan Singh Rathore… Was Khatti impressed with my looks? I want to meet her again. Will I be lucky again to meet her?” Aryan kept talking with himself.

He slowly made his way to his cupboard and took out Khatti’s cap. He laid on the bed with it holding close to his heart and dozed off.

As he opened his eyes he found he was in a garden filled with yellow and orange marigold flowers. He saw the back of a girl who was standing in between the garden in a yellow saree which covered upto her knee and she just tied a cloth on her bust as a blouse, her hair was of waist length and it was flowing with the breeze. Her hair was accessorized with marigold flowers and she wore flower jewelry made of marigold flowers. 

He slowly made his way to her and tapped on her shoulder. She looked like a real life version of ‘Shakuntala’ from behind, he wondered how she looked from the front, when she turned around he was shocked. It was Imlie without the three dots on her chin, he was surprised.

“Imlie…”

“I am not Imlie”

“Then who are you?”

“Someone you don’t know”

“Oh, then can you please tell me your name”

“It’s not the right time yet, I came to meet you. First let’s sit and then talk, it’s been ages since I met you” said the girl and pulled him down to sit on the ground.

“So what do you want to talk about?” asked Aryan.

“First, how are you?”
“I am fine but if you are not Imlie, have we met before?”

“If you are asking about this life, yes. We met when your jiju(brother-in-law) died.”
“Oh…”

“Aryan, listen to me carefully. Don’t go out out tomorrow at any cost, they will try to kill you”

“Who will try to kill me?”

“I can’t reveal that but I came to meet you today again only to tell you that you shouldn’t go out tomorrow at any cost” by saying that she stood up to leave. 

He held her hand and asked, “You came to give me the warning”

“Yes, your life is precious”

“Who are you?”

“Someone, whom you don’t know” by saying this she went away and Aryan woke up from his sleep.

 He neither remembered the content of the dream nor the girl’s face except that she warned him not to go out of the house tomorrow. He checked his phone and saw Imlie still didn’t reply, he smiled and exclaimed, “ She is coming back at me”.

Imlie looked at the book, and a page became visible to her. It was some kind of to-do list without explanation. There were one hundred eight(108) boxes and only one was ticked with a right mark.

“What kind of to-do list is this? And who is ticking n it” exclaimed Imlie perplexed with the supernatural events.

Aryan was tossing left and right on his bed, he was supposed to hate Imlie in this life and he did only to be taken aback by the kiss. He thought to insult and humiliate her well in this life but she did something which he never expected. She kissed him straight on his lips.

“Why is she so bold? And the way she was looking at my lips…Aah her burning gaze” screamed Aryan as his ears got red.

He took a pillow and covered his face for the embarrassment he felt in his insides. Though he was a virgin in this life, it was not that he knew nothing about pleasure. He knew everything about it from his past lives so it didn’t take him a second with what type of thoughts Imlie was looking at his lips.

Suddenly he remembered a piece of memory from one of his life. Imlie was lying on the bed naked covered by a bed sheet after they had sex, he could see her spotless back from behind. She was facing on the other side from him, he slowly made an invisible heart on her back with his index finger. 

She turned towards him and said, “Not sleeping yet? It’s morning already”

“What about you?”

“I am just thinking something”

“What are you thinking?”
“Hmmm, that I love you”

“Haa! That was unexpected from you. You never say I love you easily”

“That’s because today there is a need to express with words”

“Really? And what’s the need?” asked Aryan.

She took his hand and held it near her heart. The back of his hand was touching the soft skin of her breast, his cheeks went red though he had touched those voluminous soft flesh for the last three hours.

“Dr. Aryan, will you marry me?” asked Imlie.

Aryan was dumbstruck for a few seconds and pulled her near him. He hugged her tight as tears accumulated near his eyes. He wanted to be one to propose to her but she became the one who forwarded her hands to him.

As this memory flashed through, tears rolled down his cheeks because the very next week she had a major accident and lost her memory. After that she became someone who loved Aryan Singh Rathore instead of him leading to his suicide in the end of that life.

“Imlie, which path will you take in this life to push me in the hands of death? You started with a kiss, will you end my life with a knife stab this time? You are my world and also the reason I can't live once you break this world” exclaimed Aryan looking at the ceiling fan while lying on the bed.

Hope this chapter made you all enjoy it.

Yours Mimi(❁´◡`❁)