Originally posted by: .amigos.
Cute gifs Wist! You're all so multitalented.
BTW here's my dream phase. The one I know Kasauti won't give us and the one I know I'll write cos I LEGIT WANT IT SO BAD:
I know everyone expects for love to blossom in their married life but I really don't. I do want them to divorce because things would become so much more delicious then. Prerna will always be connected to him through Sneha and will care for him. I want him to free her but not give up on his vendetta, throwing her in a conundrum between him and Anurag.
And all the scenes that would follow.
Her obsessively thinking about him.
Her meeting him while him being casual, sarcastic.
Him attending her events with the Basus, being very subtly seductive and highly amused at all the antics, him and her having private moments in those events, moments of just unsaid, complicated feelings.
Also him having fun manipulating supervillains and females and her being jealous without understanding.
LIKE THE SUPER HOT ANGST AND TENSION that would peak. I can already painfully imagine every single scene.
Exhibit A:
She reached for the swivel chair and pressed her point one more time, "what was Komolika doing here? And don't tell me you spent an hour talking about the weather."
Bajaj watched her quietly.
"Well?"
He collected his coat from the office arm chair and stalked her, forcing her to immediately back tread, "an hour? How do you know?"
Prerna stumbled, "I--I"
"Mehra."
"I'm warning you. You're not going to do anything to him."
"I find it interesting."
She hit back against the door and shot forward to escape. But he was fast. His arm came about her and he pulled her close until she was pressed against him, skin to skin, perfumed in his heat.
She looked up, trying hard not to soak in the way he watched her, and the things it made her feel, "you find what interesting?"
"How you think you can order me about. Who do you think you are?"
"What?"
"Prerna Sharma. Anurag Basu's little Cinderella. You're not my wife anymore. Don't forget that."
She blistered, trying to pull out of his embrace but his arms were unyielding, "it's not. That's not. Ridiculous. I thought we were friends."
His stare was unnerving, "friends? What gave you that idea?"
"After everything we've been through--"
"It's half past midnight and you're standing in a vacant building, issuing orders to a man who you clearly have no relationship with. Alone and bothered and meddling in someone else's affairs. Your curfew is long past Cinderella. Go home to your prince and play house with him. What I choose to do, and the woman I choose to do it with, is not your concern."
He let her go and stormed out, leaving her agitated and confused.
U always give us what we want 😭🤗🤗 this is so beautifully written......Kash tum KZK ki writer hoti ... KASH 😔😔😔
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