The midnight traces of her long ebony hair cascading those two radiantly shimmering grey orbs of her were alluring him. Her pale glistening skin slightly brushed against his rough calloused ones running shivers down his spine. Her soft feathery touch was driving him to oblivion. After so many days, which were equivalent to decades for him, she touched him,though unintentionally, tempting him to ravish her. He was in a state of pure ecstasy.
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Finally, he had vented out all his pent up frustration on her. He had let his guard down and indirectly blurted out all his insecurities to her. Much to his amusement and delight, she had denied his allegations stating that they were friends, nothing more. He was relieved and was highly elated.
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Now, he had a slight tinge of crimson hue on his cheeks clearly stating the unsaid. Her hands on his (fighting for the screw-driver)... It was a sight to behold and cherish forever..
He felt as if he was a lost traveler, wandering and sulking in the hot deserts of Sahara and she...well, she was the pure, escatic flowing water of Nile, quenching his thirst and nevertheless soothing his aching heart.
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The very next moment it all felt like a mirage. He came out of his trance at an instant. He felt thousands of daggers piercing his heart all at once.
HOW COULD SHE?? HOW DARE SHE??
His once smouldering eyes were not blood shot red, burning with pure rage. His insides were churning and chocking him up. Something was crushing inside him into pieces.
DID SHE NOT TELL HIM THAT THEY WERE MERE FRIENDS? DID SHE NOT DENY BEING HIS LOVER? Then WHY?? Then why was she by HIS side pouting, giggling and laughing her heart out???
Why was she IGNORING him?... Ignoring!!!! Yes, it irked him to no heights that he was losing his importance in her life. The position which he once beheld was now occupied by someone else. The REASON...Unknown!!!! He huffed angrily. His fists clenched tightly and the screw-driver fell from his hand...
THEY WERE BACK TO SQUARE ONE..!!
He was Mr Perfect, wasn't he?? Rank no. 1, ain't he??... He was Randhir Singh Shekhawat, the king...the ultimate ruler.
A thing, once his, was his...for eternity and so was Sanyukta, his prized possession, his mortal enemy. No one can ever mark his territory. Her anger, her pout, her smile, her giggle.. everything was meant to be his.
He smirked, a loop-side grin formed on his lips.
Miss Sanyukta Agarwal had unleashed the untamed and now she will only satite his hunger. He will mark her as his forever!!!
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To reduce some of your mental stress, my OS is related to the grease incident, just before the arrival of police, when Sanyukta was getting cozy with Parth.
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A/N: Hi friends !! This is my first ever attempt writing an OS. I've never tried anything like this so I'm slightly nervous. I wrote it out of boredom. I know this is hell boring but please give it a try once. Plz don't kill me after reading this...
I've not proof read it as of now.
Please give your wonderful comments and constructive criticisms are most welcome.
Jutaas, chappals and tamatars are all humbly welcomed
The nostalgic writer
-KAJAL
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