Arjun FF : T1 : Enigma Revised (Ch 8 - pg 76) *new* - Page 23

Hot tears brimmed and she would stormed out of the room had it not been for his index finger slightly tugging at her left index finger...

Even though there was barely any force in that Sakshi became rooted in her spot... no power on earth could make her move forward... not even an inch forward...

She blinked hard and tried to control her tears... she recalled that she should blast at him... she should even kill him for his insensitivity... or just ditch him..

But nothing of that would come with a guarantee that by this she would stop loving him...

She turned behind to see the broken man looking at her... his face etched in pain... his hair disheveled... she looked down to find his long rough calloused finger gently wrapped around her soft small finger... for her even his mere touch set her aflame...

One look at his face and she read the words he conveyed to her...

But this time she refused to read it... "What?" she voiced out angrily... though the slight cracks in her voice gave away to her emotion...

They both looked into each other's eyes for a few seconds and a flashback of what transpired between them came fore..

"Oh... toh yehi tha..." Sakshi muttered about the DIG... but that didn't miss our hot cop's ears...

"Toh tumhe pehle se pata tha ki system se koi hai?" Arjun asked to which Sakshi responded by nodding...

"Kaise?" he asked to see her lips purse together and she looked at him ...

"Journalist hoon... yeh baatein toh pata chalti hi hai... system main se humesha koi na koi involve hota hai..." she answered...

Arjun frowned a bit... the line seemed perfect... seemed rehearsed...

"Sakshi main tumhe kuch sawaal poochna chahta hoon.." Arjun said and motioned Sakshi to sit on the chair while he brought a stool in front...

As Sakshi sat on the chair.. very well sensing what he was doing she quipped up sarcastically "Yeh tum pooch rahe the ya keh rahe the?"

Arjun looked into her eyes and found a sudden calmness... as if she were collecting her thoughts and getting ready for a volley of questions... she seemed too calmed... to composed...

"Simple questions... I just need proper answers... if not..." Arjun said with specific pauses...

"Then iron rod, chilled water, electrocution, heat ya danda... ya phir psychological hocus pocus? Mere bhai ke tareeke mera upar azmaoge kya.. khud ka koi style nahi hai kya for interrogation..." Sakshi threw back at him... her mind already calculating an escape...

Arjun noticed her shifting eyes... he got up and locked the doors and windows... meeting her questioning gaze he justified "Someone seemed to be finding for an escape to precautionary method le lia.." he said..

"Maine poocha hi nahi.." Sakshi answered...

"Kabhi kabar aankhein hi sab kuch bole jaate hai..." Arjun retorted "Jo main padh leta hoon..."

Sakshi just looked into his eyes.. "Tum aankhon main jo likha hota hai sab par sakte ho... sach?" she posed sarcastically..

His stance seemed uncomfortable... he shook her question away...

"Toh question one... tumhara naam kya hai?" Arjun asked..

"Sakshi Anand!" she rolled her eyes stating the most obvious fact.

"Good... tumhari asli kaam kya hai?" Arjun shot at her...

Sakshi paused for half a second... inside her heart stiffened... but nothing reflected on the outside "Journalist."

Arjun was about to say something when he gave her one of his infamous glares and asked "Why did you pause for half a second?"

Sh*t... he was a tough cop indeed... "Simply" Sakhi said.

Though not convinced Arjun proceeded forward...

"How do you know KV?" he asked and Sakshi's almost shocked eyes met him...

"Dunno..." she said...

He came incredibly close to her... intimidating her like anything... had it been any other guy... probably he would have been meeting his ancestors... but now... it's him... and that was the issue...

One look at his face and she knew he knew it... but till how much? It could be reverse psychology also?

"Jab tum jaante ho toh mujhe kyun pooch rahe ho?" she snapped at him... her hands making animated gestures...

"Mujhe bas yeh nahi maloom ki tum kaise jaante ho inhe? Oh wait... Samrat Sir ke students... toh kya tumhare ghar main aana jaana hoga... right?" Arjun deduced...

Sakshi smiled at his thinking... "Ya" she said... well if nothing was hidden from Arjun... there's no use of lying to him!

"Great... so now tell me ki K aur V hai kaun?" Arjun asked...

Sakshi frowned at him knowing that KV are two people...

"I am suffering from short term amnesia." Sakshi bluntly replied and Arjun glared at her...

"You better tell me warna..." Arjun threatened and Sakshi just got up... to leave... "Warna kya... I don't want to answer..." she said and walked off to find the door locked... even though she turned the knob around... to find a lock dangling... grr...

"Yeh kya mazaak hai Arjun!" she glared at him...

"Seedhe seedhe jawaab do.. else you aren't going anywhere.." Arjun said...

"Toh tum bata do tumhara madat kaun kar raha hai! Bata doge?" Sakshi placed her hands on her hips and huffed...

"Sakshi.. I have few more questions... sit here..." he ordered...

"I don't want to!" She snapped... it was getting late...

"Who's waiting for you?" he snapped at her and Sakshi looked at him... gulping in her shock... "No one." she said..

"Ya right.." he argued and dragged her along to make her sit on the chair... she moved a lot and out of frustration he pulled off her scarf and tied her hands...

"I really didn't want to do this but tum ne aur koi chaara bhi nahi rakha!" he gritted as he tied her hands up... while Sakshi's nerves chilled every time he touched her...

"Now answer me... tum zinda kaisi bachi?" he asked...

"Oh ya... marrna better option hota na!" Sakshi chirped to meet his glare...

"Sakshi sahi sahi jawaab do!" he barked at her...

"Main har sawaal ka jawaab de rahi hoon Arjun!" she defended...

He clutched her jaw slightly... her lips protruding further as he shook her "Listen am being very nice to you... mujhe force mat karo tumhe ek criminal ki tarha treat karne ke liye! Tum zinda kaise ho... K and V hai kaun... and moreover tum organ racket main kya kar rahi thi!" he spat the questions to her...

Sakshi sighed and looked aside... might as well give him a few answers... his raging mind would calm down... for a few moments...

"Main zinda kaise hoon yeh tumhe yakeen nahi ayega toh bolne main fayda hai hi nahi... K and V as you deduced were Sam bhai's students... aur main organ... wait..." her eyes met his dark ones...

Shrugging her jaw of his clutch she pushed him back with her legs...

"How do you know ki main organ racket main thi?" she asked disbelievingly...

"The scar.." he replied instantaneously but then his words were stuck in his mouth... sh*t... he swore...

"Tumhe yaad hai!" she asked shocked... he grimly nodded...

"Oh God!" she cursed and tore the scarf off... her hands running through her hair... he was amazed by her strength...

"Pehle kyun nahi bataya!" she asked... her hand hitting her forehead...

"Oh God ab tak main sochti rahi ki... wait... you kissed me knowing.. it was... me?" she asked uncertainly... her eyes reflecting immense love...

He turned aside... avoiding her eyes... he forced out a few words out of his mouth...

"Haan par kya farak parta hai... it was just a kiss..." gulping his saliva he shot out the few words...

"Which is nothing more than a momentary pleasure by slamming of the lips..." his words remained incomplete as he felt pin drop silence throughout the room...

He turned behind to see a flaring Sakshi... or a raged one... but there stood a broken girl... tears dropped from her eyes... and it pierced him straight... he didn't want to break her... he really didn't...

She cupped her mouth with her palms... anger blazed through her eyes...

"You really didn't mean that!" she spat out... she raised her hand to slap him but just stopped inches before her palm struck his cheek...

"You really didn't mean that..." her voice croaked out... his eyes darted to hers... conveying that she was right... he didn't mean that...

She turned to leave but he wound his finger around hers... for some reason he wanted her to know that he didn't mean that...

One look at his face and she read the words he conveyed to her...

But this time she refused to read it... "What?" she voiced out angrily... though the slight cracks in her voice gave away to her emotion...

"I didn't mean that... I really didn't..." his voice broke out... and that blew the fuse of Sakshi's anger... his finger still interlocked with hers...

SHe clutched his collar and screamed at him "Then what did you mean Arjun! Kya... matlab pray do tell me what did you mean? Really... just momentary pleasure... jab main paas aati hoon tumhara cheeks flush kyun ho jaate hai... Momentary pleasure!" she said angrily...

He looked guiltily into her eyes which were brimming with hot tears...

"I am not a roadside wanton Arjun ki jab chaho use karlo apna craving poori karne ke liye aur jab nahi tab raste pe phek do!" she punched the wall next to his face... he held his head and clutched her wrist tightly...

"Sakshi! I didn't mean that! Do you get it... it was not a whatever... just don't remember what I said... I know you are not a wanton... trust me... maine kabhi tumhe uss nazariye se nahi dekha!" he glared at her...

She threw his hand off and glared back at him... "Toh phir kis nazariye se dekhte ho Arjun?"

HIs words remained sealed as he didn't know what to say... he did respect her... but then... did he... or did he not...

Sakshi laughed sarcastically at his silence... "Arjun... I know this very well... tumhe toh bas apna needs fulfill karne ki rakkhi hai na... for you I was nothing more than a roadside girl... nothing more..."

As Arjun raised a hand to stop her she shrugged it off... "Club Noire.. day after... come there... jo necessary information chahiye woh mil jayegi..." she said and stormed off...

He ran and caught up with her "Kaisi information?" he asked...

"Sikandar..." she answered...

His eyes turned round in shock... he held her shoulders tightly "Aur kya jaanti ho tum uske baare main..."

"Kuch nahi.." she answered blankly...

"Jhoot!" he flared... his grip getting painful on her arms...

"Tell me..." he barked at her...

"Nahi pata!" She screamed at him... "Aur batavun bhi kyun... tum toh kaam tamaam kar donge na... aur mujhe woh nahi chahiye... mujhe Sikandar nahi... yeh poora racket burst karna hai..." she told him decisively...

As she turned to leave his iron like grip on her hand didn't loosen... she tried to yank off her hand but he stood still... "Jo bhi pata hai bol do Sakshi... don't force me to interrogate you..." he asked thickly...

"Kaisi interrogation karoge? Saare wohi honge jo mere bhai ne sikhaya hai.. usse toh mai darrne nahi waali... aur tumhe utna bata rahi hoon jitna necessary hai..." she answered coldly...

Arjun glared at the girl in front... it was no longer his Sakshi... the vivacious soft Sakshi... rather a hardcore journalist in front of him... did he even know this female?

He took slow steps towards her... and her jaws clicked in place sensing his closing distance...

"Intimidation won't work Arjun..." she glared at him...

He pinned her harshly against the wall and she winced in pain "Toh in what case would you tell me!" he asked angrily but found her face contorted in pain...

"Sakshi!" he gasped... his grip loosened on her and the anger in his eyes were replaced by worry... she took her free hand and rubbed the back of her head...

"Did I hurt you?" he asked slowly... his on palm rubbing the back of her head... her misty eyes opened and locked with his intense ones...

"Apart from hurting me do you even do anything else?" she voiced out painfully...

Arjun hissed in frustration as every word of hers stabbed his heart like poniards... "I don't always mean what I speak Sakshi..." he voiced out...

"Why do you even speak then?" she asked... her eyes partially closed as his finger tips gently massaged the bump on her head...

A moment of silence followed... his intense eyes bored into her dew like eyes... he just rested his forehead on hers...

Their silent words exchanged everything between them but still there was a gap between them... a chasm between them... as she felt the heat of his cheeks and his hot breath fan on her cheeks she knew she had to part...

Else she'll end up hurting herself the most...

She placed her palms against his chest and pushed him back slowly... he frowned and looked at her... his liquid eyes held a different emotion... and that hurt Sakshi more...

"I don't like it when you look at me like that.." she said angrily...

His hand cupped her jaw... "Like what?" he whispered huskily...

Sakshi trembled slightly and turned her face the other side... his darkened eyes brought in a storm within her... and she always loved this proximity.. but she never wanted it to be a mistake...

As he reached closer to her she stopped him... "Roshni..." she whispered out... and Arjun snapped out...

He took in a deep breath and looked aside... "Kyun karte ho aisa..." Sakshi asked...

His eyes met hers in confusion... "Main jaanti hoon ki tum Roshni ko bhool nahi sakte ho... and I respect your love for her... truly... par..." her anger rising..

"Iska matlab yeh nahi ki tum mere saath kuch bhi kar sakte ho... phir ghalti maan ke bhaag jao..." she said bitterly...

"You don't have the right to touch me unless I want it! Samjhe tum!" she barked out... ters flowing down her pretty eyes...

"I am sorry Sakshi..." he voiced out... but by the time he said that... she had ran away from there... through the window...

Arjun fisted his palm... what had he just done... she deserved answers for every question she posed and here he stands like a sheer loser... He always loved Roshni and he will till the end of his life... but then what happens to him when Sakshi is around...

Her looks aren't of a super model that he would lust behind her like a craved man... there is a warmth in her... something in her... love... that has the power to heal his wound... he dare say the broken man inside him was like a moth attracted to her flame of warmth... he finally wanted peace... someone to soothe him... someone to drive away his nightmares...

He craved to be loved, hugged, pampered... he wanted to be buried somewhere... he was tired walking in the cold... if people knew they called him selfish... they blamed him of forgetting his love... they blamed him of betraying Roshni.. they blamed him of being the usual man and easily loving another girl...

If they only realized what it meant to walk on thorns forever... if they only realized that he only loved Roshni... if they only realized that what he felt for Sakshi was not that... not love...

His mind ran exhausted between the battle of his inner Yin and Yang... the worst being he didn't know which side was right...

He ran his thumb over the intricately designed locket and brushed his lips over that... refreshing memories when he kissed Roshni for the first time...

We both stood outside the door of our home... I dug my hands into my pocket as the chilly air hit us...

She fiddled with the keys of our house...

I scratched my head like an idiot and hesitantly walked inside - after unlocking it finally... surprised to see her disappointed face...

I smirked a little as I heard her mumbling "Sam... yeh kis fattu se pyaar hua..."

I headed to my room and changed into my pajamas... to see her pouting... she stood near her door of her bedroom looking at me expectantly... well it was our first official date... (well by now we had well enough understood we love each other!) and often the first dates end with... a... (a sweet smile lits up his face)

I heard her muttering "Huh Sam.. tu fattu... tera dost tujhse bada fattu... date ke baad kiss hota hai yeh pata hi nahi!"

I chuckled and stood next to her... she colored seeing me coming close and then before she realized I cupped her cheeks and gently took her lips into mine... her hands fluttered and she almost jumped... I smiled against her lips as she hugged me tight and stood still as I gave her a sweet kiss...

We broke apart for air and she buried her face into my chest... "Hmm... mujhe pata bhi nahi tha ki jo ladki mujhe flat kar sakti hai woh itna sharma bhi sakti hai!" I teased her and she slapped me lightly...

Arjun crashed out of his thoughts as the lightening hit across... he looked at his reflection on the window... the cheer was gone from his eyes... hard jaw... hollow eyes... light stubble... his once well kept hair disheveled... he had turned into a ghost of what he had been... a person that now everyone might hate... except Sakshi...

When a small voice chirped in his head... why does she love this Arjun? Why does she love a guy who is a ghost... who is damaged...

He brushed up his thought away... unaware of the slight moistening of his eyes... he gulped some water and chalked out a plan and sent it to Shree...

It seemed like as if every person was more dedicated to complete his goal except him... if only they knew how wrong they were... if only they knew that emotions are something very easy to comment on... but only the person facing through it knew it...

His work done... all he had to do was wait for day after... then the ACP faded away from him as he sat on the floor... all that remained was Arjun...

He didn't realize when he dozed off...

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Ingrov looked at the complex guy ahead and squinted her eyes to study him... the grey powerful figure against the black background... his features highlighted when the lightening stroke... creating a silver silhouette against his features... to her surprise and fright he immediately turned back making her gasp... his dark eyes gleaming amidst the shadows...

"What are you looking at?" Sikandar snapped at her...

"The storm in your eyes..." Ingrov blurted out... he stiffened for a second and went towards her... he grabbed her by her hair and switched off the small night lamp plunging them into darkness... the lightening giving the little bit of light now and then..

Clutching her tightly till she groaned in slight pain... his breath hot on her neck... her pulse started racing... sweat beads formed on her neck and forehead... in fear...

"Scared?" he whispered huskily... she got goose bumps... he smiled wickedly seeing her gulp... her palpitations fed his ego...

Gently wiping off the sweat beads near her neck he gripped her suddenly "Remember girl... I am no different than him... just that I am not in the mood... or maybe I am..." he grinned and removed her tie... he tied her hands backwards and pulled the curtains... the room slipped into pure darkness... he pushed her onto the bed...

She bit her lips... fear racing through her bloodstream... she heard him open the buckle of his belt... he traced the metallic edge through her jaw... she breathed heavily... petrified...

Before starting his wonderful assault he kissed her earlobe and spoke "You wouldn't mind na?"

He expected a fearful expression as his fingers studied her face... but she replied "No..."

"Why?" he asked.. puzzled...

"Because you wouldn't just do that... I trust you..." she whispered... but that reached his ears...

His features stiffened and the belt slipped off from his hands... he walked out of the room...

He wanted to torture her for feeling grateful towards him... cause Sikandar never shows mercy... he wanted her to fear her.. not trust him...

Those very words.. the ones that she would use every time he claimed her...

He deserves to be the one who petrifies... the one who scares... the one who terrifies others...

No person in this earth had ever touched him... in fear of his anger... he felt her coming... Ingrov... she gave him his tie and walked away... as promised... in the washroom...

Here was someone finding a solace in the place he creates as nightmare for others... "Perhaps your created nightmare is a heaven compared to her nightmares..." someone whispered...

Sikandar looked into the mirror and found the whiter shade of him smiling back at him... that guy was coming alive in him...

Sikandar gulped as he saw a white gleam in his blackened heart... he pulled off his shirt and saw through the mirror... the glow... of that good guy seeping in his veins..

Before the glow could grow brighter his darker side came in front and sliced his veins...

Before he knew he broke the mirror...

He walked aside...

"Day after... Club Noire... 1 billion dollar... and find out who killed Arjun... why am I tensed... because there is someone following me... and I know... that person / people is/ are following Arjun too... or wait... is Arjun dead in the first place?" Sikandar thought...

When suddenly he started smiling... off course... Arjun Suryakant Rawte wouldn't die so easily... he isn't an ordinary policeman... for Sikandar it didn't take long to figure that out... the training he has... he could smell bombs like a sniffer dog... an ACP like can't die in a bomb... "Time for revenge Arjun Suryakant Rawte... let me see how we meet..." he spoke icily...

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Sakshi came back silently to check on him... she had perhaps spoken a lot... but wait... he did deserve every inch of it... but now as she saw the dark circles under his eyes and his eyebrows tensed as he slept... she sighed... she couldn't stop loving him... but she wouldn't let him break the remaining shattered pieces of her heart...

Her jaws stiffened as she thought about the upcoming plan... Arjun would indeed be resourceful... but he just had to control one thing... his anger... with Sikandar around she had to make sure that Arjun's heart did not get heavy over his brains...

She draped a small blanket on him and took his notes with her... she studied them carefully... making a mental note of it... it was nothing new though... she appreciated his hard work for half a second and kept it neatly on the table...

She then took out a pen and wrote down something... she touched his cheek softly... this would be the last time she would show any emotion towards him... pecking his forehead gently she walked out of the garage... with a bag in her hand...

The minute she stepped out Arjun opened his eyes... he kept the blanket aside... he picked up the chit...

There is no use of me being here...

Don't ask when, why, how or where am I going...

I would help you out with whatever necessary...

Provide any information I receive to you...

And don't let your anger rule you... else you will loose the only chance to avenge her death forever...

Take care - Bye...

Yours (she scratched it off)

Sakshi Anand

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Precap :

- Verma picked up the phone and texted someone "Hello my dear friend..."

Person texted back : **********

Verma : (nodding) Yup... Club Noire.. but be aware - Rawte is out in the open...

Person texted back : ***********

Verma : I will be there - in background... don't try to find me... just keep your eyes open... the chicks are hot ;) Haha... bye informer - KV

Person : *******

- Sam 2 tking up drugs lyk Sam 1... Thap just gotto know tht... just save Sam 2... he in BOM (abbreviation for Mumbai)

Arjun stared at the note in front... his throat formed into a lump... he had to save Sam!

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