Part - 7
Rag's POV:
Three weeks have passed for the incident but still I could feel her softness shivering under my touch. A mere thought of having her delicate frame in my hands leaves me insane as I remember that magical moment when I fell all over again for that delicate beauty of mine.
"I watch her taking long strides towards her desk, her beautiful innocent face glistening with sweat beads and her eyes gleaming with confidence. Dressed in blue denims and simple white flower top...she is looking fabulous with minimal accessories. Her hair is swaying in the breeze... I feel a strong urge to touch her silk tresses and run my hands through her hair. Coming out from the elevator I stare at her openly, forgetting my fears for a moment. Suddenly I see her collapse losing the balance, I held her from waist keeping her firm on the ground. I feel an electric jolt pass through my body...my fingers tingled with the sensation...my mind still reeling under the impact of her touch...it felt so soft. I open my mouth to shout at her negligence and seeing her beautiful orbits, I forgot the words. She has the most beautiful, expressive and mesmerizing eyes I have ever seen. She slowly opened her eyes...we shared an intense eye lock ...I am staring at her eyes, drowning in the depths of her beautiful orbits. My mind is screaming, Raghav you are lost man! I stare at her holding her slender waist our faces just inches apart. She smells intoxicating. I am breathing hard and she is slightly panting.
Her body is quivering under my touch; She is looking ravishing with a couple of strands falling lazily on her temple, her lips slightly parted with hooded eyes...I am engulfed by strong desire to crush her in my arms. Lust has taken over my senses and I groan inwardly. . I had refrained myself from cupping her face in my hands and taking her lips into kiss. She is making me insane ripping me off. I scold myself...but I am helpless at the force of emotions she arouses in me. Awkwardness takes place in her eyes as shock fades away slowly. She moved away from me breaking my trance. I taunt her again for her negligence but it was for disturbing me by seeping into my system; she left muttering sorry and thank you at once. I don't want to hurt her ever but whenever she crosses my path I lose my cool as her proximity kills me making me weak and insane. I can't afford to lose my heart to her...my love will only hurt her more. You think you haven't yet asked my mind??
I really don't know what she does to me without uttering a single word. Her presence irritates me for sure, but my day is incomplete without having a verbal fight with her...she makes me alive. Will she ever know the effect she holds on me, driving me crazy with uncanny thoughts? Her beauty lies in her simplicity, positive attitude and undying fighting spirit; I wonder how she manages to draw me to her so effortlessly without doing anything. I always keep a facade of irritation in front of her...breathing fire, yelling, shouting and snapping her for everything she does. No one dare to raise their voice in front of me but she does it on regular basis. Principally I should hate her, then why am I not?? My heart yearns for her, my eyes search her retreating figure, my mind loves leashing her anger and my body carves her touch...every living fibre of mine, every cell of my body carves for her. More I try to go far away from her I find myself falling more deep in love with that damsel, drawn more and more closer to her. Does she has any magical wand to make me swoon under her spell??
P.S. Sorry for the short update guys, please do leave your comments!!
Edited by nandinidavid96 - 11 years ago
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