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The plush green fields always held his attention. Though the sight wasn't new to him but every time he comes here, back to the place, the palace where he was born to rule, his kingdom of Jaigarh, the sight of these green fields always attracted his attention. It had something in it that held Yuvraaj Indravadhan Singh captivated.
Yuvraaj Indravadhan Singh, popularly known as Yuvi (from Yuvraaj to Yuvi) among his friends, is the crowned prince of Jaigarh riyasat, in Rajasthan. Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he got the best of everything. Be it education, toys, cars, his lifestyle was as royal as his name.
To family, he was the ideal son, grandson and brother, Indravadhan. For friends he was their Yuvi, the fun loving, adventurous, always helpful guy. And for girls, he was this charming, handsome and devilishly sexy hunk. His every color, every shade had uniqueness. But there was this one more shade to him that he had kept hidden from the whole world.
Deep inside this fun loving, mischievous, handsome guy, there lied a dark, broken, short tempered and mysterious man who was waiting for his salvation. He was Gayatri's Indravadhan.
Gayatri. The thought of her brought the haunting memories of past. 10 years. 10 damn long years, since he had last seen her, touched her. Damn! His insides felt knotted as the last memory he had shared with his Gayatri took over his thoughts.
While everybody inside celebrating the New Year, enjoying the party held for two purposes; the New Year and the engagement of Yuvraaj Indravadhan and Yuvrani Gayatri. Though they were still teenagers, but the royal families wanted to establish a relation between them other than friendship. Not only this, but Gayatri and Indravadhan's relationship was very different and unique.
One could see the intense relationship they both shared, their love was crystal clear. Guruji had said that these two were old souls, who knows that they are meant to be. So to avoid being questioned by people about Gayatri and Indravadhan's relationship, the families did their engagement.
Indravadhan is 17 years old and Gayatri, 16. Indravadhan was leaving the country for further studies in abroad, while Gayatri was not allowed to go with him. The said couple was outside in the deserted lawn. All alone but together.
Both of them were lying on the grass on their backs. They were holding hands and their fingers entwined.
"Why do you have to go?" asked Gayatri, who was silently crying as the very next day Indravadhan was going abroad for studies. She was going to miss him, her best friend, her fiance.
Wiping her tears, Indravadhan replied, "I am going only to come back Gayatri. Aap royie mat please. Aap jaanti hain na ki aapki aankhon mein hum aansoo nahi dekh sakte. Aurr hum waapis aayenge na! Bohot jald, kyonki apni Gayatri ke bina Indravadhan adhura hai."
Gayatri rolled over and laid her head on his chest, clutching the lapels of his blazer, she murmured, "Fine! But I need something before you go. Ek yaad, ek aisa pal jo sirf hamaara ho, jispar sirf hamaara haq ho."
"Gayatri?"
"Kiss me Indravadhan.."
"What?" Indravadhan sat up, holding Gayatri by her shoulders, "What are you saying? Hosh mein hain aap?"
Gayatri cupped his face and replied, "Please Indravadhan. Itne saalon mein pehli baar aap humse itna door jaa rahe hain, kaise jiyenge hum aapke bina? Hum aapse apne jine ki wajah maan rahe hain, aapke pyaar ka tofa. Just a kiss to cherish our love and live for till you come back."
Indravadhan sighed and moved close to her, "Gayatri..", his hot breath fanned her lips.
Gayatri clutched his arms as tight as possible, bringing themselves close. Indravadhan lightly placed his lips over hers, the simple brush, caused sparks to fly. He pecked her lips twice before he kissed her properly. He held her neck, trying to be patient with the kiss, it was theirs first. He was holding his passion and love, as he didn't wanted this to go far. Just a taste. Just a taste. He kept chanting this in his mind.
Breathless, they stopped the kiss but hugged each other tight. Wanting to cherish the moments that they got.
Indravadhan was brought back to senses, as he heard the driver say, "Yuvraaj sa, hum pohonch gaye."
He stepped out of the car and started at the palace in front of him. Yuvraaj Indravadhan Singh was back and now he wasn't going anywhere else.
