Chapter 3
A sleepy Kalpi wakes up in the middle of the night, panicked as she senses a body pressed along her backside and a hand around her waist. Her panic dies down when she recognizes the sent of the person next to her... her mind calls out with relief... Ragav. Slowly she tries to release herself from his sleeping hold, only to be pulled back by the strong arm resting around her waist. Giving up any ideas to move away from him, she promptly falls back to sleep.
Once certain that she was in deep sleep, Ragav who was feigning sleep opens his eyes. His gaze sharp, indicative that he had yet not slept. He pulls her even more closer to him, takes a deep breath, inhaling her scent, closes his eyes, welcoming sleep.
Staring at her surroundings as she lay on an empty bed, kalpi frowns, confused, "how did I get here?" Her gaze settled on the man seated on the sattee sipping his tea. She shivers instinctively as his piercing eyes meets her gaze. Her heart skips a beat, "he came back." His gaze cold, devoid of all emotion, Ragav says, "breakfast in ten," turns towards the view outside the widow, ignoring her as he continues to sip his tea.
Glancing at her body through the mirror quickly, looking for fresh marks for Ragav always marked her when they had sex for she had no recollection of how or when she got to his room. Finding none, Kalpi frowns, confused as she larthers herself, thinking, "we didn't have sex... I have no recollection nor am I marked... so why was I in his bed?"
Hearing a click as the bathroom door opens, Kalpi turns around, her gaze meeting Ragav's, thinking, "he has..." Standing in the doorway, meeting her gaze, Ragav says, "something has come up. I shall see you at lunch", shutting the door before Kalpi can respond.
Watching the door close as quickly as it opened, Kalpi stares at the closed door with relief and confusion, thinking, "gosh, I thought he had come to have sex... instead it was to inform me that he is leaving... since when does he inform me..." shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she mutters to herself, "why am I even questioning it!"
Walking into Ragav's study, Kalpi calls out from the doorway, "lunch is ready." Looking up from the sheets of paper he was going through. Noting her gaunt expression, Ragav puts the papers down, removes his reading glasses and says, "come in".
With a heart heavy, filled with dread, Kalpi walks into the study, thinking, "finally... now I shall get to know my punishment for angering him." Stoping by the desk, she waits.
Ignoring her defiant gaze, Ragav gets up from his seat and walks around his desk. He stops next to her. Perching his hope on the desktop, leaning back slightly, he says, "you have mentioned how bored you get. You can look for a job. My only condition is that it should not come before me." Kalpi stares at him silently for several seconds as her brain processes his words. Happiness emanating from her, she breaks into a small smile, part of her not believing this good fortune, part of her skeptically thinking, "wait... there has to be more... he was angry yesterday... is he giving me this only to take something else away."
Pulling her towards him, trapping her between his legs, trapped by the warmth in her gaze, Ragav says in a husky voice, "kiss me." Kalpi stares at him with a gaze that says, "like hell." Reading the defiance that was back in her gaze, Ragav leans forwards and kisses her. Breaking the kiss, he demands with frustration, "kiss me back." Kalpi just glares back at him defiantly, her lips pressed shut. Clenching his jaws, Ragav kisses her, trying everything to get her to respond. Angry that he had shown a weakness, he carries her in his arms and storms towards his room... with every stride, determined to get her to respond.
His gaze soft, watching her sleep, Ragav curses himself for having no self control. "She is like a drug," he tells himself, "want changing to need" he adds with a frown. Caressing her cheek, he wonders, "when will you kiss me back... when will you kiss me first... will you ever kiss me back... will you ever kiss me first...". Ragav pulls his hand away abruptly, shocked to the core over his thoughts... his desire... whispering, "when did you become important to me!"
Edited by angelpureness - 8 years ago
Anupamaa
Pocket Mein Aasman
Cricket
