enjoy school.😊
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Originally posted by: tweety_me14
Hey Prats lovely update!
The Neesha banter was very cute and I enjoyed reading it..!
Coming to Michi....Awww they were simply adorable! Loved the way Milind told her that she was making him blush with her gaze! Lol...I love his playful attitude! He called her his wife! Yay! Hope he falls in love with her also very soon...!!!
Loved the update!
Waiting for the next...!
All the best for school...! Take care....!
Originally posted by: (**sia**)
oh prats this was a lovely update...as 4 neesha its just too cute when they pull each other's leg😆....coming to michi...i'm glade both of them are slowly falling for each other...i just luvd the place u left them here😍 and hope their wont be any inconveince by anyone unless they are inseperably close😉
fab update...continue soon and all the best for skul👍🏼
loved the update, neesha were cute, i love their tiff. michi are by themselves and milsi is actually having a convo with prachi lol, i loved their scene the best, both of them blush so quickly. hope milsi falls in love with his wife soon.
enjoy school.😊
Originally posted by: hearme21
Oh wow, awesome update. Finally some Michi moments. So Milsi is finally coming around. Although I laugh when I try to imagine him as a prince talking tapori Hindi 😆 Wonder how Milsi will react when he realizes that Prachi was the one who saved his life.
Ayesha is such a brat, but she is just right for Neev 😊
Waiting for the evil prince to make his entry.
awwww...😍
You didn't disappoint me at all. It was all that i desired. 😳 Neesha and Michi...and nothing else. Beautiful..tho i am a little concerned about Rajeev. He seems like a nice guy and he is Neev's cousing right...and he is attracted to Ayesha???? knowing that she is Neev's fiance???? He seems like a good guy who wouldn't create problems for them but knowing Neesha and their endless bickering..i feel that he'll unintentionally come between them.
Michi were adorable. Lovely...i loved it. I don't know what else to say. Prachi standing stunned by him calling her his wife and that he jumped in the river after her...was a perfect reaction and his reply to her silence was hilarious. Wonder if its the joy of having found his wife alive and healthy that got him to be in such a light mood.
Thanx for the update and do try your best to update every week. Good luck with school.
JC
"I don't love you, and neither do I want your love."
The wind howled all around them, nearly making his words inaudible but they rang clearly in her ears, shattering her heart.
"Don't leave me…please," she pleaded, hating herself for it but unable to bear the agony that was slowly etching itself into her soul. Her eyes sought his, looking into their depths for just a sign that he cared, finding only cold indifference.
Then he turned and walked away from her. She collapsed in a sobbing heap on the ground, knowing…just knowing that she would never heal. She welcomed the ominous sounds - the branches of the trees crashing against each other, the wind shrieking into her ears echoing his words again and again.
"Milind…" Prachi's soft moan from beside him instantly jolted him to wakefulness. It was still dark around the sheltered protection of the trees that were surrounding them, the fire now burnt down to a faint glow. Milind bent over his wife's restless form, her body shirking away from the devils plaguing her dream. She stiffened even more when he tried to shake her lightly.
"Don't go…please…" she whispered brokenly, sobbing silently, her nails digging painfully into his flesh.
"Prachi," he uttered worriedly, placing a hand gently on her forehead, fear clawing his heart at her pale complexion. Her movements ceased slowly as he stroked her forehead lightly, leaving the sting of her nails behind. She mumbled something incoherent as she sobbed quietly. "Hush, my love. Main hoon na."
He gathered her gently into his arms, rocking her softly, one of his hands cradling her face to his chest. "Milind…" she called again, clinging to him as the sobs intensified. Realizing that she was awake now, he lifted her face to gaze at her tear strained features, her eyelashes sparkling with the moisture.
A tortured groan escaped him and he hugged her to him fiercely, her pain cutting him deeply. "Prachi, please don't cry, darling," he pleaded, kissing her damp forehead. "Main kahin nahi jaa raha hoon. Tere paas hoon."
She closed her eyes as he kissed the tears on her lashes, her frame trembling. His hand on her back soothed her even as his lips continued their descent towards her cheeks, sending a jolt of sensations spiraling through her. His lips closed over a tear, his hands tightening on her back. A shudder rocked her as her breasts pressed against his chest, her hand rising of its volition to rest against his face tenderly.
Instantly, his lips sought hers, his hand tangling into the satin of her tresses. She clasped him to her as his tongue probed the opening of her mouth. With a moan, she obliged, bringing her own to meet his shyly. He lowered her gently to the ground, the hand at her back supporting her as he moved to lie on her side to avoid crushing her with his weight. Her hands slipped to his shoulders to hold him to her as his tongue retreated, only to plunge again suggestively in a wildly erotic rhythm.
Fire seemed to be running through her veins she raised her head slightly off the ground to deepen the kiss.
"Don't love me, Prachi. I don't want your love."
She turned cold as the memory of her nightmare washed over her, her heart freezing in fear. Placing a hand over his jaw, she exerted enough pressure to pull his lips from hers, the heat in his smoldering eyes mirroring in her own before she got up quickly. Running a hand over her tangled hair to straighten them into order, she lowered her eyes to the slowly diminishing flame in shame over her wanton behavior, even as she struggled to hold herself upright, the sensations still pulsing into her.
She stiffened as she felt his hands on her shoulders, slowly turning her around to face him. Fear still choking her heart, she raised her eyes to his reluctantly. His dark gaze held hers for endless moments, a question in them. Unable to disguise her emotions, she stood motionless, watching the embers die in their depths.
His expression inscrutable now, he removed his hands from her shoulders and moved away towards the clearing,
"Tujhe mujhse darne ki zarurat nahi," he said, pausing, his back to her. "Jo hua…nahi hona chahiye. It won't happen again. I suggest you try to get some sleep now. We have a long day ahead."
With that he walked off, his long strides taking him out of her view swiftly. Prachi collapsed on her sheet, her mind in turmoil over the sensations she couldn't define and the darkness that clouded her heart. Her hair flowed carelessly about her as she drew her knees upto her chest.
The coarse gown she wore scraped her skin lightly as she rested her face atop her knees, tears stinging the backs of her eyes.
"Main aapse pyar nahi kar sakti, Milind," she whispered, closing her eyes. "You can destroy me."
Finally giving in to the urge, she wept, hiding her face into her hands. "Oh please…please don't make me love you!"