FF: Marriage on the Rebound-Entire FF P.111-3 10/4 - Page 13

Just love this mysterious ..overprotective Milind...like the concerned Jaya..Cant wait for the honeymoon😳

Kash where r you...r u updating or not..plueez plueez update karona...

CHAPTER 5

The Mishra corporate jet stood ready for their departure. Milind took Prachi's hand as she stepped out of the car. The pilot was already on board. The copilot and cabin attendant were waiting on the tarmac, both of them smiling.

'Congratulations, Mr Mishra, Mrs Mishra,' the attendant said.

'Best of luck to you both,' the copilot chimed in.

'Thank you,' Milind replied as Prachi gave a brief bewildered smile.

Prachi proceeded up the steps of the plane with Milind following behind. As she stepped into the private jet she came to a dead halt. The plane was luxurious and outfitted in cream leather and dark walnut wood. It hit her at that precise moment that her life had changed so drastically that it would never be the same again. From now on she would be living in the world of the super-rich where people like Milind didn't need to think twice before flying half way round the world in a private plane.

Milind gave her a nudge from behind and ushered her forward into the spacious cabin and guided her to one of the over-sized leather recliner seats by the window. He then lowered himself in the seat next to her, having already removed and given his jacket to the attendant when he had boarded the plane.

'We'll be taking off in a few minutes, Prachi' he said. 'Fasten your seat belt.'

Prachi realized she had no idea where they were flying to. 'Where are we going?' she questioned as she clinked her seatbelt into place.

'I wondered how long it would take you to ask that.' Milind's smile was tight. 'A long way. To Hong Kong, to be exact,' he answered.

Hong Kong? She blinked. 'How long will that take us?'

'Five hours if we're lucky' he replied. 'It's a long flight; if you want to eat or drink something, I can get the cabin attendant to bring it to you. Prachi shook her head and said she didn't want anything.

'What about something to read, though it would be better if you sleep as much of the flight away as you possibly can' he replied.

Prachi shook her head again and said 'No, I am very tired so I'll take your advice and try to get some sleep'.

The attendant appeared and asked 'Would you or Mrs. Mishra like anything before we take off, sir?'

'Thank you,' Milind said quickly, 'but my wife is exhausted and I don't want her disturbed. But I will have some coffee.'

'Of course, sir,' the attendant smiled and went to get the coffee.

Prachi sighed and settled back in her seat and closed her eyes while Milind reached for his briefcase lying on the table in front of them. He dug out some documents and proceeded to immerse himself in paperwork.

When Prachi opened her eyes again the cabin was in darkness. Someone had reclined her seat and covered her with a lightweight blanket, and a pillow had been positioned beneath her cheek. The shutters were down on the porthole windows.

Turning her head slowly, she found herself looking directly into Milind's sleeping face in the recliner next to hers. His unexpected closeness caught her breath. For some reason she hadn't expected him to be asleep as she had never seen him as anything but aggressively alert, and she found it rather disconcerting to see him like this.

She studied his face. There was a gentler look to him, while those tough lines of aggressive determination were eased away by sleep. And his mouth looked softer, kinder and surprisingly sensual. Surprising because she had never thought of Milind in that way before. But now she felt something begin to stir inside her, her heartbeat quickened and she was finding it difficult to breathe.

No; she denied confusedly and closed her eyes again, blocking it out – blocking him out. Milind might have made himself virtually indispensable to her very existence at the moment, but she didn't want to start feeling like that about him. It smacked too much of desperation.

Her emotions were traumatized enough with Neev's betrayal.

Neev. A sigh whispered from her, saddened and pained.

"Are you awake?'

She opened her eyes again to find herself staring directly into Milind's eyes.

Did he actually know the very moment she began thinking of his brother? She wondered. It was certainly uncanny the way he always managed to interrupt her thoughts before she even got as far as conjuring up Neevs' smooth handsome face.

'Yes.' She softly stated the obvious.

'Tell me about your parents,' Milind suddenly requested. 'Your father was a doctor, wasn't he?'

She nodded in confirmation. 'He and my mother met in Shimla when they were both there on a college trip. In fact, they were in Shimla on a medical conference when they were killed in a car crash' she said quietly, her hand drifted up to her throat to close over a little gold locket she always wore there.

'How old were you?'

'Thirteen.' She smiled sadly. 'I was staying with my aunt and uncle at the time, so I simply went on staying with them. They've been very good to me,' she added on a soft sigh.

'But you still miss your parents,' he quietly concluded.

'Yes.'

'Shh,' he murmured, when her dark eyes glazed over with tears. His hand came up and his fingers brushed a stray strand of black hair away from her cheek. Then he gently wiped away the two trails of tears that dropped from each eye with his thumb pad. Then he gazed deeply into her eyes and gently shook his head. Prachi blinked as a shiver went down her spine.

'Go to sleep,' he commanded gently.

Prachi closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep again.

She gave a nervous start and opened her eyes only to see Milind bending over her. He was shaking her and saying 'Prachi, you need to wake up. We will be coming in to land in a few minutes.'

She sat up and blinked in confusion and then she gave another nervous start, when he suddenly reached across her, his warm body brushing against hers as he flicked the cover away from the window. 'If you want to see one the most spectacular sights you're ever likely to see, then look out there,' he suggested, moving smoothly back into his own seat.

Her eyelashes fluttered, a moment's blank confusion holding her completely still while she tried to ignore the light tingles the innocent brush of his body had activated in her. No, she told herself in horror. It was the surprise which had caused the sensation, not –

'Prachi?' he prompted.

She sucked in a shaky breath and pulled herself together, glancing to her right – then she gasped at the sight that met her eyes.

It was nighttime outside but stretching as far as she could see, there were tall buildings of all shapes and sizes, packed in tightly, one on top of the other, all lit up like Christmas trees.

'Meet Hong Kong,' Milind said quietly. Anything that is worth anything is traded here. For a tiny outcrop of rock, it wields more corporate power than most the world's governments would dare to admit.'

She could believe it, Prachi thought as she stared in awe at the kind of skyline that could give Manhattan a run for its money.

'I have been coming her most of my life. After I graduated from university, my father suggested I start my corporate career in the Hong Kong office. So, I lived here for almost two years until my father died. I then moved back to India to take over the running of the company. I try to come here as often as I can. It's the only place where I can wander around almost anonymously without being harassed by the press or the media.

All of a sudden she looked down and realized she had grabbed his arm and her nails were digging into his flesh creating little crescent shaped indents.

On a sudden flush of color she unclipped her hand and mumbled 'I'm so sorry, I just didn't –'

In answer, Milind took hold of her hand, placed it back on his arm and held it there. 'I thought you knew, Prachi,' he murmured. 'You can cling to me as fiercely as you like. It's what I'm here for.'

Oh God this was spectacular. I am so much in awe of this Milind he is so damn nice..... sigh sigh sigh... I'm guessing you know what the sighs are for... Yet another heart felt sigh. Wohoo Hong Kong here we come must admit I actually love the authority which Milind exercises over her and well surprisingly she takes it too like going back to sleep promptly that had me laughing. I'm glad they talked, she needed that so his proximity moves her aha well how long could she ignore the ulta hot and sexy man she has for a husband.

OMG the last line was soooooooooo romantic!☺️
with each part Milind is getting wow and wow-er (is there a word like tht?😕😆)i'm so in love with him! it's a wonder to me tht why Prachi is still not in love with him☺️😆
this fanfic is just brillaint.. waiting to see how things go in Hong Kong..continue soon

Omg That was too good to believe

Is this Guy Milind in love with Prachi..the way he is behaving with her...i am sure he loves Prachi.

Originally posted by: blind horizon

Oh God this was spectacular. I am so much in awe of this Milind he is so damn nice..... sigh sigh sigh... I'm guessing you know what the sighs are for... Yet another heart felt sigh. Wohoo Hong Kong here we come must admit I actually love the authority which Milind exercises over her and well surprisingly she takes it too like going back to sleep promptly that had me laughing. I'm glad they talked, she needed that so his proximity moves her aha well how long could she ignore the ulta hot and sexy man she has for a husband.

God Kash you'r driving me nuts with greed to read more..... don't torture me more be a good girl and go write the next update... lol.

Thanks Kash.