Ishkara os-First kiss
Ishana had left conning and started to lead an honest life .she got job in an art gallery. But coincidence brought omkara again in her life when he bought that gallery for his next exhibition.first he was angry to see her again.he disapproved her presence in gallery.but he did not fire her.he let her work there.time to time he showed his displeasure over her work and distrust her evetytime.ishana was pained to watch his behavior. She had always respected him.he was gentleman for all except her.she knew that she deserved his wrath before but not now when she was struggling hard to survive an honest life.
Gradually om started to melt after watching ishana hard work.he had never wanted her around him but something had stopped him to fire her.slowly he was discovering new facts about ishana which was forcing him to admire her.but he kept reminding himself repeatedly that same woman had once tried to con him by using fake name.
6 months passed.om and ishana were still not on friedly terms but feelings were gradually evolving mutually which they were trying hard to ignore.
She was late that day.she walked fast.
She gulped slightly at the sight of omkara looming in the doorway and stifled a yelp when he grabbed her arm and yanked her inside. He slammed the door shut, gripping both shoulders in his huge hands and backed her up until she was leaning against the door. It took her a few seconds to get over her disorientation and realise that he wasn't hurting her, his gaze was feverishly raking up and down her trembling body, until apparently satisfied that everything was in relatively good condition he raised his eyes to meet hers full on.
"Are you ok??"his worried words angered her more.she was trying to lead her life in righteous way but he never tried to believe her honesty.but nowdays he looked concerned for her which was irritating her.
"Why do you care?"she shouted.
"Shut up!why did not you tell me about your debts and goons harassing you.if mona had not called me i would never came to know truth.she was worried about you.you dont need to worry now onwards.i will settle your debts."he spoke.
"I am not charity case mr omkara singh oberoi.i can take care of my problems.why do you even care for thug like me?dont you hate me?the moment you saw me working here you wanted me to leave.why now you want to support me."she quivered.
"Yes!i hate you .i hate you to the extent that i could not stop thinking about you.you make me worry. you make me angry.what should i do with you?"he pull her closer.her heartbeat raced hearing his words that seemed almost as love confession .
His eyes, which she had so little opportunity to actually look into, were heartbreakingly beautiful. they were smouldering with something that, in any other man, might have been described as fury. His hands released her shoulders and crept up to her face... she flinched slightly at the contact but they remained gentle, moving to cup her jaw, his large thumbs brushing over her cheeks. Her breathing became ragged when he leaned toward her, dipping his head closer to hers... he was so near now she could feel his clean, warm breath on her face. He tilted her jaw slightly and she groaned, aching for his lips on hers, wanting it so desperately her legs had just about turned to jelly and the only thing that kept her from falling to a puddle at his feet was his own huge body braced against hers. His lush mouth was centimetres away from hers and when he finally spoke, his lips brushed against her mouth.
"Trust me ishana.i will not let anyone to harm you and your family."he swore.she was bafled by his deep emotion.
His eyes were still locked with hers and she felt the sudden change in his breathing and his heart rate... he leaned even closer, his mouth nearly touching hers, their breath mingled and came in jagged gasps. If she moved her head, just a fraction of an inch, their lips would be touching... she couldn't resist and she tensed herself to do just that, when he suddenly swore and stepped away from her.
"I will see you later"omkara left the room hurriedly leaving ishana behind trembling with unspoken passion.
Omkara was true to his words.he paid debts of ishana.he formed a beautiful bond with mona.he rehabilitate ishana father to cure his alcoholism.
Day by day ishana respect and love for omkara was increasing.but she did not want to show her true feelings to him as she knew om would never love a liar like her.she pretended to be indifferent.om sometime stared at her as if he wanted to confess something but he tried to maintain a polite distance between them.
Ishana was relaxing on bed.that day she got holiday so wanted to enjoy it to full extent.she also wanted to divert her mind from unwanted thoughts of omkara permanently occupying her mind nowdays
"Ishana di.." she was startled by sudden scream of mona.
She saw mona nervously running towards her.her heart started thumping erratic becoz of unknown fear.
"What happened."ishana asked.
"Just now papa called.he told that om ji got in accident.he got hurt and treated in hospital.just now he left."
Ishana mind got blank after hearing mona words.
"Where is he?"she asked nervously.
"Papa told he left hospital to go to gallery to prepare for tomorrow exhibition."
Ishana could not care to hear more and run outside.
She reached gallery in shortest time possible.she searched everywhere for him crazily.she desperately wanted to see him and get confirmed that he was ok or not.
"Ishana..."she was startled by om voice.she looked in direction of sound.om was staring at her.he was looking perfectly healthy.
She rushed to him.she started checking him for injuries.
"What are you looking at?"om was confused.
"Mona told me that you were injured in accident."she looked at him through teary eyes.
Om watched her intensely.
"She lied."he answered calmly.
Ishana was shocked
"But why??"
Om smiled.
"She has told me yesterday that you love me but dont want to admit.may be she pulled prank on you to make you admit your true feelings."he stepped towards her.
" stupid brat!i will kill her"she was flushed.her truth has been caught by him.she tried to step back but om grabbed her hand and pull her closer.
"Tell me..."he whispered.
"What.??"she was feeling hot.
"Still you dont want to admit."
He closed gaps between them.
"I love you ishana.i love you so much"he murmured seductively.
She had never seen such stark honesty in his eyes before and it warmed her down to her toes. He leaned even closer, his lips just millimetres away from hers when an amused voice had them leaping guiltily apart.
He pinned her to the wall with his entire body and his hands braced against the wall on either side of her head. He kept his hot, narrowed gaze on her nakedly vulnerable face, his own face was a mask of tight control while his eyes were ablaze with an emotion she did not recognise and could not read.
His eyes were restlessly darting from her own half-closed eyes, to the full, lower lip which she had caught between her small, white teeth. With a slightly muffled curse, he groaned and lowered his head until his mouth touched hers.ishana entire body went rigid as his lips gently nuzzled against hers, demanding nothing, just exploring the unfamiliar contours of her ripe, generous mouth. His strong hands moved from where they were braced against the wall to tenderly cup her face, fingertips meeting in the middle of her brow and palms resting on either side of her jaw. His mouth gradually demanded more, moving insistently against hers until she sighed and melted against him as her own mouth explored his. His tongue, ran over her lips seeking entry into her mouth and she opened up for him, wanting this so much she ached.
Her hands fluttered up wonderingly, cupping his jaw in an effort to bring him even closer and he was happy to oblige, his kiss going even deeper than before. She felt as if she was being consumed by him, greedily eaten alive and absorbed into him. It was the most intense experience of her life. He reluctantly lifted his mouth from hers to look down into her face with a penetrating stare that seemed to see right into her soul and then he smiled. She barely had time to catch her breath before his mouth was on hers again, thoroughly plundering it. She moaned with pleasure.
His hot mouth moved down to her throat, licking, sucking and nibbling the exposed skin along the way. Ishana buried her face in his long, soft hair.
"Tell me..."he asked again.
"I love you my zulfi singh oberoi."ishana confessed this time with smile.
She kissed him.
It was their first kiss filled with pure love and hope for future.