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Ananya
"Su..nn.. yyy, I ca...n't..b..re..", whispered Ananya, finding it difficult to even breathe, being crushed to death by Sunny's everlasting embrace.
"Maar daaloge kya use. Chod!", Trisha said sternly, as she pulled away a drunk Sunny away from a visibly startled Ananya, who was now gasping for air.
"Tumhe kyun itni jalan ho rahi hain? Don't worry. I am yours forever and ever Trisha Ji", Sunny said, battling his eye lashes, earning a soft punch from her on his shoulder.
"Baba Aadam ke zamaane ke lines maarna band kar!", Trisha replied, chuckling.
"We were so worried Ananya. I can't believe you both are actually back!', Richa exclaimed, completely ignoring Trisha and Sunny.
Ananya smiled at her. It was true. She was finally back.
Finally.
She let out a huge sigh as she witnessed the jubilation and glee surrounding her, the tinkling laughter and joy masquerading the almost tangible tension in the room. She was getting concerned glances every now and then, wondering if she was fine after almost being shot at. For the umpteenth time, she glanced at the giant clock in her office.
9 pm?
That's it?
She was already exhausted.
Having been in preposterous conditions all week, she hadn't anticipated this indifference on being back in to her world. She was supposed to be overjoyed, right? Madhavnath and his men were paying for their sins in jail. Her family was over the moon on having her back. Everything was back to normal. Still, there was something missing. She looked around her, the dim lights, the decorations...
This party was specially for her and Kabir sir.
Kabir Sir.
Why?
Why did she have to think about the devil? She was tired of unraveling the mystery around this beguiling person. It was as if she had known two different men, one who had almost bled his eyes out with anguish thinking she had been shot, the one who calmed her nerves, instilled hope in her when she broke down and the man who was now standing a couple of feet away in front of her, completely oblivious to her presence. It had been three days since they had come back from the awful experience in the jungle and not once did Kabir even talk to her, let alone work with her. There were moments where she felt his gaze penetrating her but as soon as she looked back at him, he would act completely nonchalant, totally disregarding her presence near him.
She almost stomped her foot down in annoyance. Kabir Sharma was a foreign specimen, an enigma to people like her. 'Scientists and researchers should be conducting complex experiments on him', she said to herself. while glancing at him.
Words couldn't be penned down to describe how astounded she was to see him staring back at her. But then he turned away so quickly that Ananya was unsure if their eyes had actually met. She bit her lip in vexation and turned away.
...
Kabir
Beautiful.
She was looking absolutely beautiful. He couldn't take his eyes off her for even a moment. She wore an off shoulder, elegant red dress, with a broad neck, embellished with a white lace that ran over her breasts, the skirt ending just 5 inches above her knee that brought out her feminine frame. The sleeves hung gracefully around her elbows and an exquisite silver bracelet adorned her wrist. She looked astonishingly attractive, alluring in a way that he could not remember ever encountering before. His eyes had been following her throughout the party, stealing glances now and then. Her winsome hazel orbs looked distant today but her cheeks had a flushed freshness and her warm, mellifluous laugh was infectious. Something about her in the past week had touched a part of his heart that until now was alien to him, a concealed, guarded emotion that even he didn't know he was capable of feeling. He was a man of control, that was all he had, and he was not ready to give that up. Yet he couldn't evade the effect and command this girl had on his psyche. As much as he denied it, he knew something had changed. No other woman had such an indelible effect on him.
But Ananya Kashyap was not 'any other woman'. She presented a picture of pure innocence, breathing fervour and indomitable courage, without even a modicum of malice in her heart.
He looked in her direction surreptitiously for the umpteenth time and saw her dancing with Ronnie, her head resting on his shoulder. But Kabir's eyes were focused completely on Ronnie's hands that were placed on her tiny waist. He felt a surge of overwhelming emotions ranging from anger to pain and jealousy rising inside him, almost gagging him. His hands automatically curled into a fist as he walked straight towards them and stood next to them, his face masking the rising tide of emotions growing inside him.
"May I?", he asked in a calm tone.
Ronnie stared at him for a moment, moving his gaze to Ananya and then nodded. Kabir gracefully stepped in front of a gobsmacked Ananya who looked like she was going to faint any moment.
...
Ananya
He stood in front of her, a feet away, a vague smile playing on his lips. Did he just ask Ronnie to let him dance with me? He wants to dance with me? She was bewildered. What happened to him suddenly? So was done ignoring her then? She couldn't think much as she saw him step towards her, closing the distance between them, carrying a strange look in his eyes, his intense gaze never leaving her face. The slow, romantic music filled her with a strange exhilaration that multiplied infinitely as he took her hands and placed them on his shoulder. Not once looking away from her face, he leaned towards her. She caught her breath as his fingers gently brushed her waist, his warm breath on her face flooding her sense of judgement. No longer able to match his smoldering gaze, she looked down and took a deep breath as their bodies swayed gracefully to the soft music.
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Kabir
His whole body went rigid under the clutch of her delicate hands on his shoulder. Her cheeks had flushed crimson red as she faced down. As if he had willed her to look up at him, she turned towards him, her eyes mirroring the raw, overpowering fire in his own. Seeing her bite her succulent bottom lip gently, he felt an urgent desire to kiss her, to taste her. He felt her hand slowly slip down from his shoulder to his chest, feeling his erratic heartbeat. He didn't want to name this feeling growing inside him just yet, but he couldn't deny it anymore either.
He just couldn't.
Submitting completely to his emotions, he leaned towards her and brushed his lips on her cheek, making her tremble. He wandered towards the corner of her lips, just brushing the skin with his lips, his nose tickling hers, playing havoc with her senses,. He saw her close her eyes with passion, wetting her lips with her tongue. Unable to wait any longer, he moved his hand above from her creamy waist towards her chest, finally resting on her cheek and with great hesitancy, he placed a gentle kiss on her trembling lower lip.
The effect was inexplicable, electrifying in a way he had never encountered before. A shiver ran down his entire body as he paused to look at her for a moment, examining her face under his scrutinizing gaze.
'He was a man of control and he was not ready to give that up just yet'
He was now. He let go of all the control he had and disregarding everything his sane mind was advicing him, he pulled her towards him, their chests colliding, and kissed her lips again, this time more passionately, more hungrily, caressing her face simultaneously.. She reciprocated with equal fervour, kissing him harder, creating a sudden rush inside him that stretched out to every corner of his body. He felt her hands ruffling his hair on the back of his head pulling his face further towards hers as they stood there, pressed against each other, exploring each others mouths in the dim light.
He pulled away gently not wanting to go too fast. They weren't ready for it. Not yet.
He stood there for a long time, just looking at her, a faint smile playing on his lips.
He was a man who thought everything through before he acted.
For once, he didn't want to think of anything.
Anything at all.
...
I hope I din't go OOC. 😆
Would love to read your feedback. I know this seems incomplete. I might write another part soon depending on the response.
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