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It had been a week since Rajbeer and Preeto had the fight. Preeto still wouldnt talk to Rajbeer and Rajbeer kept showing his love, care and was always in a romantic mood for her. He would hug her or kiss her or lift her in his arms or say i love you. He would keep writing her im sorry notes. Sometimes he'd miss her so much that he would go and sleep with her in the other room. And the next morning Preeto would wake up to find Rajbeer shirtless and his arm on her waist. This annoyed her first but then she started loving him around. As if she fell in love with him again. She had even forgiven him for his rude behavior that day and admitted to herself. But she didnt tell Rajbeer she kept ignoring him to see his romantic side. One night...
Rajbeer had a really big desire of making Preeto his again. He thought that she was angry at him but thought that what harm is it just to try. Preeto was in the living room and putting the cushions in order because Rajbeer lived like a pig. Rajbeer just turned her around attacked her lips hungrily. He pulled Preeto's waist up towards him and Preeto just didnt respond to tease him. He bit her lip because he wanted to explore her mouth again. It seemed as if ages had been passed by since he explored her. Soon after the bite Preeto parted her lips and the next thing she knew was that Rajbeer's tongue was inside her mouth. She willing wrapped her arms around Rajbeer. Rajbeer's hand was at the back of her head that kept on pushing her towards him. His other hand was on her waist tickling her skin. A really small smile appeared on Preeto's face. Now finally she started kissing him back. Rajbeer's fingers slipped into Preeto's saree and then he was slowly slowly pulling the saree skirt apart. On of Preeto's hand removed itself from his neck and desperately struggled to open his shirt. Just then Preeto thought- Preeto kya kar rahi hai tu agar issa tune thodi der aur kiya toh Rajbeer ko patta chal jaega ke tu usse gussa nahi hai. Just stop it... bas kaar
With all her efforts Preeto pulled back the kiss and herself away from him. She managed to get fake tears. Preeto- mujhse door raho Rajbeer. please
Rajbeer just smirked because he now understood her plan and knew her long enough to know the difference between her fake tears and real tears. Preeto turned around and started walking to her bedroom blushing. Rajbeer- hmm toh mera yeh pyaara sa romantic plan kam kargaya...aur kitne din aur kitna natak karogi tum meri jaan. Khabhi naa khabhi mere paas wapas aogi na. I'll be waiting...
Next evening...
Preeto was watching the news when the news shook every cell in her body. Reporter- aaj abhi abhi chey baajay kuch jawan bacho ne masti mein ek traffic signal thoda hai Delhi mein. Yeh ghatana Delhi crossroad pe hi hua hai. Issa jaane mein aya hai ke ek silver Honda car mein jo singular passengar tha uski moth hue hai...
Preeto mind could focus on the rest- silver honda yeh toh Rajbeer ke paas hai... singular driver, Delhi crossroad... Rajbeer issi raste se hi toh atte hai kahi woh Rajbeer hi nahi
She picked up the phone and dialed his number. The phonecall went in the voicemail... AP JIS NUMBER PE CALL KAR RAHE HAIN WOH ABHI BUSY HAI PLEASE LEAVE A MESSAGE *beep*.
Preeto didnt leave message and hung up.
Rajbeer had a really big desire of making Preeto his again. He thought that she was angry at him but thought that what harm is it just to try. Preeto was in the living room and putting the cushions in order because Rajbeer lived like a pig. Rajbeer just turned her around attacked her lips hungrily. He pulled Preeto's waist up towards him and Preeto just didnt respond to tease him. He bit her lip because he wanted to explore her mouth again. It seemed as if ages had been passed by since he explored her. Soon after the bite Preeto parted her lips and the next thing she knew was that Rajbeer's tongue was inside her mouth. She willing wrapped her arms around Rajbeer. Rajbeer's hand was at the back of her head that kept on pushing her towards him. His other hand was on her waist tickling her skin. A really small smile appeared on Preeto's face. Now finally she started kissing him back. Rajbeer's fingers slipped into Preeto's saree and then he was slowly slowly pulling the saree skirt apart. On of Preeto's hand removed itself from his neck and desperately struggled to open his shirt. Just then Preeto thought- Preeto kya kar rahi hai tu agar issa tune thodi der aur kiya toh Rajbeer ko patta chal jaega ke tu usse gussa nahi hai. Just stop it... bas kaar
With all her efforts Preeto pulled back the kiss and herself away from him. She managed to get fake tears. Preeto- mujhse door raho Rajbeer. please
Rajbeer just smirked because he now understood her plan and knew her long enough to know the difference between her fake tears and real tears. Preeto turned around and started walking to her bedroom blushing. Rajbeer- hmm toh mera yeh pyaara sa romantic plan kam kargaya...aur kitne din aur kitna natak karogi tum meri jaan. Khabhi naa khabhi mere paas wapas aogi na. I'll be waiting...
Next evening...
Preeto was watching the news when the news shook every cell in her body. Reporter- aaj abhi abhi chey baajay kuch jawan bacho ne masti mein ek traffic signal thoda hai Delhi mein. Yeh ghatana Delhi crossroad pe hi hua hai. Issa jaane mein aya hai ke ek silver Honda car mein jo singular passengar tha uski moth hue hai...
Preeto mind could focus on the rest- silver honda yeh toh Rajbeer ke paas hai... singular driver, Delhi crossroad... Rajbeer issi raste se hi toh atte hai kahi woh Rajbeer hi nahi
She picked up the phone and dialed his number. The phonecall went in the voicemail... AP JIS NUMBER PE CALL KAR RAHE HAIN WOH ABHI BUSY HAI PLEASE LEAVE A MESSAGE *beep*.
Preeto didnt leave message and hung up.
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