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HI ALLđ
this is my 1000th post!!!!whoppie i am a goldie! i was saving it for something special and this story is very close to my heart!
till now i have only writen One shots but i am taking the plunge into writing SS and FF ! please read and hope you enjoy!
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Chapter 1:
The drizzling rain had now turned out into a full blown storm and merciless rain continuously lashed against the glass window ,not caring for the person inside,in whose mind an even bigger storm was brewing.He stood there watching , resting his head against the cool glass,just looking and observing the world below.people running around in search of shelter,scurrying away like ants.
There was a time when he was one of them-poor,downtrodden and utterly humiliated and betrayed by the very family he had so once loved and trusted.Now the tables had turned,he had destoyed them,the maliks. The sense of satisfaction that only revenge can bring,worked its way up to form a smirk on his face.It was a cruel thing to do,mocking someone at their worst,but he could not help it.Arnav had died that day and ASR had emerged from the ashes.Now no one could mock him,there was no one left to challenge him as he had taken all of them down.Steel barriers were now formed in his mind ,which no one could penetrate, not that anyone had tried.People admired him but only from a distance as they were too scared of his formidable presence.Sometimes on those rare nights,he wondered was it all worth it?In the process of destroying others,he had destroyed himself.his soul.He had lost his peace and happiness.When had he become like this?
Suddenly feeling suffocated he slid open the window ,not caring that his expensive carpet was getting ruined.The rain instantly splashed upon him,ending his musings.it pricked him as he bent down further to look.Some people were at his gate and desperately were trying to get in so as to seek shelter in his parking lot but it seemed as if the security guards were trying to ward them off.He could see them brandishing their lathis..A strange feeling came over him and he put a call to his security.. "let them in"he said silently into his phone and cut the call before the head security could protest.Immediately his instructions were followed and a horde of people ran inside to the safety of his huge basement.
he noticed a blur of pink amongst the grey and saw it immediately disappear as it ran inside.baby pink..his mother's favorite color.uncontrolled memories flashed through his mind..himself playing with her saree's pallu and hiding in it...at that time he had felt it was the safest place in the world...
No! he would not think of her,his past was gone taking along his mother with it..leaving only a trail of painful memories ,which he had tried and failed to forget..
Feeling exhausted ,he decided to call it a day..a long peaceful drive in the rain seemed to be in order.He went directly to his executive parking place and got into his black SUV.Pulling out he noticed the stranded people..and then he saw her.
It was very hard not to notice her...her pink dress stood out and she was animatedly talking to an old man beside her,flapping her arms as she seemed to be earnestly explaining something.The person had a rather taken aback look and was trying to distance himself slowly from her.He watched on amused, as she paused and pulled him back and again resumed her chatter.He discreetly lowered the window as he had an urge to hear her speak..." so uncleji where was I?ahh yes! So you see why I am doing this?how can their family demand so much dowry!We have to sell our shop to meet their demands!Jiji's life will get ruined if he marries such a guy...so what i am going to do is..." he slid the window back up..Insignificant people with their petty problems.He didn't have time for this.. he started the car to drive away but he could not help but take a look at her again.A fair face with large eyes that sparkled with so much emotion.she was like a magnet..that attracted and fascinated him at the same time..suddenly she looked up and met his eyes.hers were beautiful and he couldn't look away.
she left her speech midway and started towards him,while the old man sighed in relief..she approached his window and asked him "excuse me sir,could you drop me at the next bus stop..its really urgent!please!in this rain its hard to find autos and my scooter broke down and in delhi its really not safe..." "Come " he interrupted her midway and she flashed him a grateful smile and scrambled noisily into the seat..he had every intention of refusing her but something about her stopped him from saying so..."thank you!"she said and gave him a wide smile ."put on the seat belt"he instructed. "okay" and she tugged on to the belt but it wouldn't budge.. embarrassed she asked "could you.." he huffed and came over her to take the seat belt.at that exact moment he felt each her body heat and their breath mingled together as his body lightly pressed against her.His heart skipped a beat,a feeling so foreign to him that he could not understand it at that moment..quickly he fastened the seat belt and moved away from her.
"where to he asked"..."to hell" before he could grasp her words,he felt cold metal at his temple.Shocked he turned towards her,and realised she was holding a gun to his head,but he looked into her eyes..gone was the warmth.Her eyes were cold as ice and her face impassive.
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so how was it?! suggestions and comments will be greatly appreciated !! đłand i promise it will get better than this!
chapter 2 :scroll below !!
Sports
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
Hollywood
Hindi TV Shows
Love Friendship Dating and Relationships
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