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Hey guys, sorry for the super late update. In all of this DevAkshi magic, I had totally forgotten about this FF 😆 But here it is, hope you like it (sorry can't PM, doing this on my phone)
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Sona quietly stood at the side of the party, still baffled about Dev's abrupt exit from the dance floor. Her conscience kept blaming herself for his behavior, and guilt started to set in. She needed to talk to him, she needed to get rid of this guilt that was gnawing her insides.
Dev's thoughts were interrupted by a light knock on his bedroom door. He had left the party to relax and find some solace in his abode- his room. Little did he know that the reason for him leaving was now knocking at his door.
"Mr. Dixit, can I talk you?" She asked quietly with innocence. Her large eyes and slight pout somehow melted his anger and frustration.
"Kyuh?"
"Woh main jahna chahti hoon, what happened downstairs suddenly?" She ignored his mad face and walked in to his room.
"Nothing happened. I just felt a bit claustrophobic at the party. That's it." He said coldly, avoiding eye contact with her. If he looked at her any more, he wouldn't be able to continue his facade of anger.
"No Mr. Dixit. I've been working for you for two months now, I know when something's wrong. I know you well." Sonakshi retorted.
His eyes shot up to look at hers. She thinks she knows me? I don't even know myself.
"Acha, you know me, right Ms. Bose?" Dev asked sarcastically, raising his eyebrows. He walked towards her with a firm face.
She gulped as he noticed him coming closer to her. "Mr. Dixit.." She muttered as she slowly backed away from him.
"Then tell me, tell me why it was bothering me when you were dancing with him. Tell me why I can't stand it when someone else touches you. Tell me why I can't control myself around you." Sonakshi had felt her back hit his closet door towards the end of his rant. His hot breath and the smell of his cologne were making her feel faint.
"Tell me, Ms. Bose. Tell me the answers to these questions." His eyes pierced into hers, filled with curiousity and passion.
"I don't know... Mr. Dixit. I'm sorry for bothering you."
Sonakshi mumbled as she tried to leave his room, only to find a strong hand grasp her arm and pull her back to him. Dev yanked Sona so they were standing chest to chest, her bewildered eyes staring straight at his.
"I'll ask you another question. Why do you look so beautiful even when you are clearly frightened?" His words caught her off guard, as the fear in her eyes grew to curiousity. Sona felt his hold on her become tighter, as his face grew dangerously close to hers. Her chest began to heave against his as his lips inched towards hers. Dev noticed Sona shutting her eyes and pursing her lips, as if she wanted this as much as he did. Ignoring the apprehensive thoughts at the back of his head, Dev decided to succumb to his desires- Sona.
He planted his lips ever so gently against hers. The contact at first was electrifying- with her soft lips against his rough stubbly face. She stood there still as he began to move his mouth against hers. Sona eventually gave in to the same desire that was fueling Dev, as she wrapped his arms around his neck. Dev pulled her closer and snuck his hand under her dupatta to place it on her bare stomach. Sona deepened their kiss, continuing to tug at his hair. "Sona..." He moaned against her lips, placing his other hand on her bare back. He wrapped his arm around her lower back as he pushed her closer to him, trying to remove all of the space between them. He left her lips to continue his affection on her neck, showering soft kisses along the length of it. Sonakshi ran her fingers delicately through his hair, unable to withstand the havoc he was wreaking on her senses. She lifted her eyes from him to the reflection on the mirror on his wall, and the bitter reality began to set into Sonakshi's mind. She was making out with Mr. Dixit. Her boss. Natasha's fiance.
Sona pushed him away from herself suddenly, eyes bulging and tears beginning to fall down her cheeks. Dev, still trying to catch his breath, reached a hand out towards her, only to have Sona push that away too.
"Sonakshi, what happened?" A nave Dev asked, eliciting an angry glare from Sonakshi.
"This is wrong. This shouldn't be happening. This is all my fault." Sona mumbled as she stared at the floor, now unwilling to look at Dev.
"Sonakshi... this isn't your fault. It's mine. I'm sorry." He spoke out, feeling guilty of Sona's condition.
"This never happened, pretend this never happened."
Dev grabbed her and pulled her once again towards him. Lifting her chin with his hand, he made her look straight at him.
"Oh but this did happen, Sona. And you're mine now."
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Sona quietly stood at the side of the party, still baffled about Dev's abrupt exit from the dance floor. Her conscience kept blaming herself for his behavior, and guilt started to set in. She needed to talk to him, she needed to get rid of this guilt that was gnawing her insides.
Dev's thoughts were interrupted by a light knock on his bedroom door. He had left the party to relax and find some solace in his abode- his room. Little did he know that the reason for him leaving was now knocking at his door.
"Mr. Dixit, can I talk you?" She asked quietly with innocence. Her large eyes and slight pout somehow melted his anger and frustration.
"Kyuh?"
"Woh main jahna chahti hoon, what happened downstairs suddenly?" She ignored his mad face and walked in to his room.
"Nothing happened. I just felt a bit claustrophobic at the party. That's it." He said coldly, avoiding eye contact with her. If he looked at her any more, he wouldn't be able to continue his facade of anger.
"No Mr. Dixit. I've been working for you for two months now, I know when something's wrong. I know you well." Sonakshi retorted.
His eyes shot up to look at hers. She thinks she knows me? I don't even know myself.
"Acha, you know me, right Ms. Bose?" Dev asked sarcastically, raising his eyebrows. He walked towards her with a firm face.
She gulped as he noticed him coming closer to her. "Mr. Dixit.." She muttered as she slowly backed away from him.
"Then tell me, tell me why it was bothering me when you were dancing with him. Tell me why I can't stand it when someone else touches you. Tell me why I can't control myself around you." Sonakshi had felt her back hit his closet door towards the end of his rant. His hot breath and the smell of his cologne were making her feel faint.
"Tell me, Ms. Bose. Tell me the answers to these questions." His eyes pierced into hers, filled with curiousity and passion.
"I don't know... Mr. Dixit. I'm sorry for bothering you."
Sonakshi mumbled as she tried to leave his room, only to find a strong hand grasp her arm and pull her back to him. Dev yanked Sona so they were standing chest to chest, her bewildered eyes staring straight at his.
"I'll ask you another question. Why do you look so beautiful even when you are clearly frightened?" His words caught her off guard, as the fear in her eyes grew to curiousity. Sona felt his hold on her become tighter, as his face grew dangerously close to hers. Her chest began to heave against his as his lips inched towards hers. Dev noticed Sona shutting her eyes and pursing her lips, as if she wanted this as much as he did. Ignoring the apprehensive thoughts at the back of his head, Dev decided to succumb to his desires- Sona.
He planted his lips ever so gently against hers. The contact at first was electrifying- with her soft lips against his rough stubbly face. She stood there still as he began to move his mouth against hers. Sona eventually gave in to the same desire that was fueling Dev, as she wrapped his arms around his neck. Dev pulled her closer and snuck his hand under her dupatta to place it on her bare stomach. Sona deepened their kiss, continuing to tug at his hair. "Sona..." He moaned against her lips, placing his other hand on her bare back. He wrapped his arm around her lower back as he pushed her closer to him, trying to remove all of the space between them. He left her lips to continue his affection on her neck, showering soft kisses along the length of it. Sonakshi ran her fingers delicately through his hair, unable to withstand the havoc he was wreaking on her senses. She lifted her eyes from him to the reflection on the mirror on his wall, and the bitter reality began to set into Sonakshi's mind. She was making out with Mr. Dixit. Her boss. Natasha's fiance.
Sona pushed him away from herself suddenly, eyes bulging and tears beginning to fall down her cheeks. Dev, still trying to catch his breath, reached a hand out towards her, only to have Sona push that away too.
"Sonakshi, what happened?" A nave Dev asked, eliciting an angry glare from Sonakshi.
"This is wrong. This shouldn't be happening. This is all my fault." Sona mumbled as she stared at the floor, now unwilling to look at Dev.
"Sonakshi... this isn't your fault. It's mine. I'm sorry." He spoke out, feeling guilty of Sona's condition.
"This never happened, pretend this never happened."
Dev grabbed her and pulled her once again towards him. Lifting her chin with his hand, he made her look straight at him.
"Oh but this did happen, Sona. And you're mine now."
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