IshRa ss : Teri Deewani (END)(chapter 7: page 27) - Page 9

Awesome. Very much interesting n curious to know wat happened. Update it soon.

This is getting interesting with every update

Please continue soon

Very well written.. My heart goes out to them. You've written about Raman's pain brilliantly. I'm sure Ishita is equally brokenhearted and I'm really curious to know why she dumped him. Clearly, she loved him deeply.

Oh noo.. Plz dont tell me that u have applied shagun's selfish character in ishita ! :( noo.. But story is damn interesting ! :D

OMG!!! wt an updatee!! too awesummm!!!! Raman looks like a villain for me... too cruel to ishita! ishita was no less!

Originally posted by: nrn1486

Very well written.. My heart goes out to them. You've written about Raman's pain brilliantly. I'm sure Ishita is equally brokenhearted and I'm really curious to know why she dumped him. Clearly, she loved him deeply.

Really intrigued.. Please update😊

thank you :)

Originally posted by: shifajoomun

Oh noo.. Plz dont tell me that u have applied shagun's selfish character in ishita ! :( noo.. But story is damn interesting ! :D

no villian here :D

Originally posted by: avni_19

OMG!!! wt an updatee!! too awesummm!!!! Raman looks like a villain for me... too cruel to ishita! ishita was no less!

waiting for the next part!!! its getting interestingg!!

:) thank you

Should I put a disclaimer "baccha party please stay away"? naughty me,

should have put it from the first chapter itself 😳

And I can never thank you guys enough for the comments and likes, they encourage me to continue 👏 happy reading 😊😊

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Teri Deewani

Chapter 4

{Teri jism ki woh khusbooyein abb bhi inn saaso mei zinda hai... mujhe ho rahi inn se ghutan, mere galey ka yeh phanda hai}

"I...I..." she fumbled with her words and couldn't continue. Her breathes laboured at his naked hungry gaze which he wasn't even trying to conceal anymore. She wasn't sure if she wanted him to continue with his assault despite his obvious hatred for her. Was it right on her part to force him into something he would regret later on? Could she deal with the regret that she would see in his eyes once he came back to his senses? The answer was, 'she didn't know'; she didn't know if she wanted him to stop; she didn't know if she could deal with the regret without having her heart broken into a million pieces. But she would be lying if she said that she didn't love the hunger in his eyes for her; that she didn't fell a part of her return to life with the realisation that he craved for her as much as she did. She closed her eyes trying to gain her sanity back, she couldn't be so selfish "I don't owe you an explanation" she said with as much aloofness she could gather.

He looked startled by her bold retort but he masked it before she could find an escape route. He slowly dipped his face in her neck, kissing her throat sloppily "hmmm... I would love to continue then". He purposely let himself fall on the floor dragging her along. She pushed him and sat up; her back facing him. Their position such that she was now sitting on the floor facing a life size mirror which showed her uncovered front; her unruly hairs and a pair of thoroughly kissed lips. Unknown to her, a blush crept into her cheeks; she looked at the picture in front of her in awe. He joined her in the mirror. She composed herself immediately and tried to leave but he held her firm by pulling her more into him by her waist. He side-swept her hairs and started kissing her shoulder softly all the while looking directly into her eyes in the mirror watching his effect on her. Her eyes softened. "could he do this to you? Did he ever make you feel this way?" he whispered into her ear kissing and nibbling it at times. She could have missed the faint whisper had his desperate eyes not asked her the same question in the mirror. "no" she whispered back "no what?" he asked breathlessly "no that you won't answer or no that he didn't make you feel this way" tracing the outline of the blouse that shamelessly clung to her breast blocking his view. "Please" her voice sounding as if she was drugged.

"Answer me Ishita, there is no way out today, tell me which no" he asked pulling her by her hair, her mouth dangerously close to his.

"Both" she whispered breathlessly

He smirked "both cannot be true at the same time sweetheart, now speak up, we don't have all night to discuss this, I have a lot of other interesting things to do" he whispered the last part sensually.

"no, no-one has that effect on me, only you do" she whispered back to him trying to snuggle into his warmth

And just like that, the warmth was gone and there she was, dishevelled on the cold hard floor, alone.

She looked up with confusion, the clouds of desire lurking in a corner of her eyes. There he was sitting like a king on the sofa, smirking at her "now, tell me, why are you here?" he asked, his face devoid of any emotion.

It was then that it stuck her; he didn't want an answer to why she was here, he only wanted to bring out her vulnerability, to torture her. The cruelty shook her to the core.

"You are an animal" she said with anger

"All thanks to you sweetheart" his smirk never leaving him

"I will never ever ever tell you anything, got that? You can sit and eat up your own head wondering why I came here or you can simply divorce me and free yourself from this mess, the choice is yours" she spat back, hoping in her heart that he would chose the second option.

He took a deep breath "The choice is mine? I never had that liberty to choose before, why now?" he asked, hurt.

She fumbled. She had no reply. So she picked up the fallen pallu, draped it around her and rushed out of the room.

He didn't stop her this time. Seducing her wasn't a part of his plan; he wanted to torture her, to insult her, to rip her into pieces. It was not that he didn't succeed; she looked tortured, insulted and ripped apart but that didn't make him happy; maybe because he too had to go through all of those along with her. Her act tonight confused him; she looked so vulnerable, like an open book, had he not known of the cruelty she was capable of, he would have fallen for her. She reminded him of the girl he had once loved and lost. Nothing changed, that smell, that mouth, that soft velvety skin, it was all the same; yet his hunger wasn't, 10 years of starving for that body, that soul has made him an animal. Hell he couldn't even execute his plan properly. He took out his cell-phone and looked at the message she had send a month ago. He has been looking at it since morning

*I don't know how to thank you enough for the proposition. I need a child to call my own and the adoption centre won't give a child to a single mother. You are doing a great favour to me by allowing your daughter to be a part of my life. I think I have fallen in love with her already. And about the papers, please send them over to my clinic, I'll sign them. Had you not proposed this, I would have done it myself. And don't worry about the complications post marriage; I don't have my heart with me to give it to anyone. You don't have to forget your wife's memories. Once again thank you *

*I don't have my heart with me to give it to anyone.* damn she loves that idiot. But then why did she marry me? Why did she react to my touches? Why does she love him so much? 10 years of heartache came tumbling back to him

His frustration had made him so restless that he couldn't wait for the detectives to find out. He reread the message. She needed a child? Why? He couldn't find one clue that would give him a satisfying answer.

He looked at Shagun's picture on the wall "I wish you were here now Shagun, I don't know what to do" he said helplessly "I'm sorry, I told her that I love you. I only wanted to hurt her. You know I've always wanted to hurt her and you also know I've always wanted to love her" he buried his face in his palms "God, I feel so helpless"

Ishita slept with Ruhi that night too afraid to return to his room. They both spent another sleepless night tossing and turning on their respective beds.

*****

He entered his office only to be greeted by numerous files from the different detective agencies he had hired; some labelled as Ishita Iyer and other Subhramaniyam Iyer. There were two files in the name of Ishita Bhalla too. At any other situation he would have laughed at that but not today.

With trembling hands he opened one file, and then another and so on; his frown increasing with each passing moment. "Damn it" he closed the last file with frustration.

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omg wonderful update n u ended it on a highpoint..plz continue soon