Say you are mine. Short HaYa ff part 25 (3.10.2016) - Page 17

Originally posted by: Hybrid_Freak

So harman is softening towards her...good...
No idea what will he bring for her to wear..whether a saree or western something..lets see...
Somya gets affected by harman *whistles*
Nice update dear :)

Originally posted by: ushasri

beautiful update dear
loved it
loving this soumya and harman
pls pm me next time

Part 17.

The rest of the afternoon was a joyous occasion for Soumya she had found her father in law still absorbed in the match when she had dragged him out of his room "Oh Papaji leave that it's just a bunch of people going nuts over a ball. Come let's eat fresh coconuts" her eyes had gleamed in mirth and Harak Singh had instantly prayed for them to remain ever smiling. Laughing at her energetic insistence of him joining her he had followed her down the stairs in the majestic greens that lined the front yard true he took a daily walk amidst them yet he reflected that they had never felt so inviting. He had seated himself on a bench enjoying the lilting breeze that blew silkily through the vegetation while Soumya had taken upon herself to frisk around the trees in impatience. "Monty are you getting up that tree or not" Soumya had chided a reluctant Monty. "My God madam you are so unrelenting" he had complained which had widened her smile. "Why coconuts?" he had asked unhappily "Because I possibly cannot eat the flowers" she had replied sweetly causing Monty to grumble.

Bracing himself for an adventure he had proceeded to climb the tree trunk the scythe belted at his waist his ascent was quick he had after all spent a lifetime climbing trees pretty soon a small heap of the gathered fruit lay at Soumya's feet. She had thanked Monty instructing him to skin the fruit and give one to Papaji and herself, the rest she equally divided amongst Monty, Harman and Raavi. Once the hard outer cover had been done away with Soumya had proceeded to cut holes in the brown skull of the fruit inserting straws in the hollow mounds both she and Harak Singh had drunk the sweet nectar within it. Having finished with the drink she had then split the skull in two disappearing inside the house she had returned quickly with a supply of desiccated brown sugar which she had sprinkled generously on the white flesh of the partially ripe coconuts making Harak Singh enjoy the unusual dessert to the max. "I never knew such a heavenly refreshment as this existed" he had informed her while helping himself to another mouthful. Monty too had enjoyed the delicacy and had admitted to his exercise being rather fruitful.



That evening before returning home Harman had stopped at a renowned boutique to buy the required accessories for her having shopped for a million women by now he had a fair idea of her exact sizes and had been generous in spending. He wanted her to look lavish, breath taking enough to knock the living lights out of Samaira his ex-wife. One of the reasons for him assenting to her accompanying him to the party had been the fact that Samaira would be present there. The French company he had struck a deal with were in business with Samaira's husband's franchises of departmental stores, she was bound to be there milking all the limelight till she drank the old man to the last drop. It was true Samaira had left him for Armaan Sehgol a man twice her age. Just because he owned practically all the motels in Vegas and was capable of owning a country himself did not grant Samaira the right to walk over Harman, not that they had connected on any level in the farce of a meager six months they had spent together.

She had been a grudge to him the moment he had set eyes on her she was devastatingly beautiful and his step mother had been vicious enough to allow her to eat his soul up. "F****g b*****s" he had muttered walking down the aisles of the expansive boutique where rows of feminine dresses awaited purchase in neat racks. His eyes had settled on a black lace piece with just the correct amount of bead work. The fact that it was translucent enough added to it's beauty he could almost conjure Soumya in it looking mesmerizing. "Hmm" he had murmured "Perfect" picking it up he had strolled to the reception keeping a sharp look out for shoes he finally found a pair of stilettos that would complement the saree, lastly he had selected diamond earrings to go with the dress.



Satisfied with his bargains he had paid for the items and had driven home barging in his room he had dropped on the bed. Placing the packages beside him he found Soumya toweling her locks she probably had just returned from a freshening bath. He noticed the bandage had been replaced by a small white strip that revealed her prominent forehead she appeared like a daisy fresh and ready to be plucked, not that he was interested in plucking her anyways. She was the first woman who had not inspired any feelings of lust in him rather he had learnt to accept her as a presence. Someone who would not judge him for what he had been since she had no insight on the pasts neither his nor her own. She had come to accept his wayward ways in spite of her disapproval she had managed to stick to him in a hope to redeem him and save her marriage, he was no fool he had read her like an artist reads a painting. Each line every hue right down to every speck on the canvas she had most definitely been his canvas and he was the artist, it was up to him to fill her with colors of his choice and this time he was going for a masterpiece.

"Your stuff" he had informed her yanking the wardrobe open he flicked through his numerous apparels all laundered and pressed ready to be worn, pulling out a charcoal grey one he had laid it out on the bed while she rummaged through the packages. The saree was in her hands now and he had heard a distinct withdrawal of breath as she ran a casual finger over the lace "It's beautiful" she had smiled up at him and he had carelessly shrugged his shoulders. "I'll know that once you wear it" he had implied the significance of her unparalleled beauty by his single remark. "Get ready" he had ordered her picking up his attire he had left to shower and dress in the guest room. He had noticed her discomfort on him baring himself before her and had decided not to test her this time. Soumya had deftly put on the saree which in her opinion was too revealing. She had tied the solitary string binding her jet black blouse at the back afraid that it might snap and she would be a laughing stock, pinning the pallu on her sleeveless shoulder she had let it fall gracefully covering most of her body. Harman had returned in a matter of minutes his still damp hair fell wildly over his forehead which he had smoothed with a careless run of fingers through them. Spraying Cool Water on himself he had managed to snatch her breath away standing inches from her.



Soumya had finished highlighting her eyes with the mascara lining them with kohl she had had applied a clear shade of lip gloss blending it evenly pressing her lips together and had turned to face Harman. "I'm ready" she had announced and Harman had groaned inwardly she was far from ready in his view. "Turn" he had told her inspecting her minutely unpinning her pallu he had held it in his hands scrunching it at the point where it met her shoulder, gathering the fall till it was bunched in a neat overlap he had pinned it again so that the saree now went around the front of her svelte figure like a band exposing her shapely curves. She had tried to protest but he had silenced it instantly "I feel like I've not worn anything" she had complained. "That is what the latest fashion is... minimum clothing" he had explained. Soumya had inspected his handiwork unimpressed "Loosen it please" she had requested. "No" he had refused out rightly checking the makeup he asked her to add a bit of rogue on her plain cheeks highlighting her cheek bones and she had complied. He had then asked her to tie her hair in a coiffure making her brush her tresses he explained to her how to roll them pleased with the end result as she pinned them in place lastly he had handed her the diamond hoops which she had threaded in her ears. By the time he was finished with her she failed to recognize herself. Placing her feet confidently in the stilettos she had attempted to step forward only to lurch and land promptly in his open arms. "Right... practice walking" he had instructed her placidly positioning himself on the bed he monitored her walk. "Chin up... keep your foot straight... look forward... and that's it" he had grilled her like a finishing school teacher. "It's just a party" she had exclaimed tired of the lessons "And you represent me" he had shot back gruffly.

His reputation lay at stake he wanted her first appearance to leave an indelible mark on all present at the party. She was his trophy and he intended to show her off to the world. "Do you think I am ready?" she had wished to know her stance in his view. "Quite" he had assured her "Is it so important, what the world thinks of me?" she had steadied herself her gaze focused on his handsome face as he stood beside her. "I want them to know you're the best" he had tried to evade her searching gaze."Why isn't being the best for you enough?" and he had pressed his lips in silent observation. Her hair curled at the back of her head with little ringlets blowing loose, her kohled eyes were deep and dark, her lips just the right shade of pink which perfectly blended with the fair skin... there was just one word... Phenomenal. She probably had understood the meaningful contemplation and let him drink in her rich elegance trying hard not to let the blush expand beyond her face. She did not recall being studied so keenly ever but somehow she had started to like his immersion regarding her. She admitted to herself that it was his undisputed attention that she sought and it was the lack of it that drove her to self-criticism. Tracing her contours he had left a satisfied gleam light his face "Come" he had notified her and she had followed him silently, the night had just begun.

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harman made soumya ready like the way he want wow so harman want to show his wife to everyone mostly to his ex - wife

nice update waiting to see what will happen in party

thanks for the pm

Originally posted by: ushasri

harman made soumya ready like the way he want wow so harman want to show his wife to everyone mostly to his ex - wife

nice update waiting to see what will happen in party

thanks for the pm

Awesome update loved it so much.

Finally somya got to eat the coconut 😆
Oh so harman brought saree n that too sexy n revealing🤣
Waiting for thw next part to know what will happen in the party😉
That party might change their dynamic..who knows maybe harman will start falling for her or shw will be head over heals over him...
Cant wiat to see

Res

Originally posted by: _Ms.Funnybee_

Awesome update loved it so much.

I just can't wait for the party to start now.

Let's see how the trophy affects its winner.

Fabulous update once again.

Continue soon please.

Till now it was saumya who was comfortable with harman but but harman too acknowledges her presence.. Loving this slow development in their relationship