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If this story seems similar to any other story on IF then it's merely a coincidence or I may have been inspired by it. Or may be, they are inspired by me 😅
Prologue
Madhavgarh, 1950
''Shivansh!" She cried as tears rolled down her face. She coughed once more spitting out blood. She could hear a constant she could hear a tirade of insults thrown amongst a group of people and it was intensifying into a full blown fight with each passing moment as the voices took on a higher pitch, some humorless laughs thrown in the middle of limitless aggression. Her heart started beating faster recognising his brother's voice. She could see the faces of his father and her father hovering over them. She felt someone try to pull her away from his body but he held on tight.
She knew that it was her father who tried to pull her away. But she could not bear to be apart from her love, her Shivansh. He Lifted her chin up, her heart broke into pieces when she saw the tears running down his eyes in agony. It was like a torture, as she tried to control the panic that was swelling inside her gut , she clutched his white shirt. Shivansh was the safest place for her and she clung to him like there were no tomorrow and truly there were none.
"Raavya," he whispered. He knew her life was seeping away. His breath stuck in his throat as she lifted her arms to wipe away his tears and whispered "I can't....I am in pain, Shivaash."
"I have loved you and always will."
She was aiming for his lips but the miniscule distance from his chin to his lips seemed too far much like the way she felt. She felt far away from everything. She could only kiss his chin before she died.
Shivansh never felt so helpless in his life.
His cry of agony was like a curse to the ears of the people standing by. From the depth of his heart, he cursed the land and the man who destroyed the most precious part of his soul and snatched her away from him. He looked down at his love, her beautiful face. Her beautiful hazel eyes were open but they were lifeless.
"I have loved you and always will." He promised in a broken voice as he held her protectively and for a moment before he went lifeless slowly. Had he survived that would have been the end of them.
Mumbai, 2020
Closing his laptop that he was working on, she sat on his lap.
"What are you doing, baby? It's my office." He said taken aback by her sudden move.
"Who cares?" She said seductively. “Raavi doesn't care about anything when she is with Shiva.
Placing her soft plump lips on his, Raavi started kissing Shiva passionately.
She was dressed in her deep yellow sleeveless knee-length top and a black jacket over. They were in Shiva's cabin, who was a great businessman and was in his three piece suit which was making him look extremely sexy and that in turn was making Raavi hornier.
Raavi was Shiva's girlfriend for nine weeks from now, to be exact nine weeks and seventeen hours, nearly two months.
Shiva responded to her kiss with the same passion as if he was hungry for this. His one hand moved on her back and the other caressed her thigh. His fingers which were just playing with her hair, had a firm grip on them now, shy of being painful while she deepened the kiss.
Getting up from his chair, Shiva wrapped Raavi's legs around his waist. They didn't break the kiss and dropped themselves on the couch. He pulled her jacket off and started pestering kisses on her neckline and earlobe.
Their private moment was disturbed by a ring on Shiva's phone.
"What a timing!" Raavi was pissed off and pushed away from Shiva so that he could take the call.
She wore her jacket back while Shiva answered the call.
"Yeah... Send him inside." Shiva said on the landline and put it back.
"It's Krish." He said to Raavi while combing his messed up hair with his fingers.
"I better leave, baby." Raavi said getting off the couch. "Will talk to you at night."
She pecked his cheek and he did the same in return.
Raavi opened the door, she found Krish standing there already. They smiled at each other and waved a good bye. Krish locked the door and banged on Shiva's table with his fist.
"What the hell you think you were doing?" He said in anger.
"What?" Shiva asked pretending to be clueless.
"You know that I can read your thoughts, so stop feigning innocence, okay?"
Shiva sighed and sat on his chair. Krish sat in front of him.
"What can I do? I can't control myself in front of her."
"You did!" Krish said reminding him. "You controlled yourself for two years, right?"
"I have waited for her more than that." He said in a loud whisper.
"Bhai, she is an innocent soul." Krish tried to be calm.
"She is my soulmate!" Shiva tried to compose himself.
Krish got up from the chair getting agitated.
"Look, Shiva. You have to do it, okay? You have to control. I have always warned you about this. I told you to stay away from her, to make her stay away from you." He was now loosing his temper.
Shiva's hand made a fist and his jaws tightened. And the eyes went red no sooner.
"I tried and you know it! I was arrogant in front of her, behaved rudely to her. I made a fake, Casanova image of myself in front of her. But what can I do if she still gets attracted to me? She loves me!"
"Then make her get scared of you. Don't cross your limits and never go near a pure soul. Never be closer to an innocent human. Don't ever forget, You are a VAMPIRE!”
Shiva sat back on the chair rubbing his temple. For the first time, he cursed his existence.
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So guys, that was the prologue. I hope you like it :)
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