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congrats on the new thread š„³
update was wonderful...i like the background info about shiv and gauri, it gives their story a whole new dimension xxx
This content was originally posted by: TishuuDevi :)
Are we gonna be honoured with an update anytime soon??????Waiting hun xx
Chapter 47: What Came After
Rating: Mature (Age 21+)
She wasn't sleeping tonight either, he could see her shadow move against the wide windows of her house. It had been two weeks since he had snuck in to meet Gauri at Shiv's aunt's house and Thalia was as sleepless as ever. He didn't know why he did this to himself. It really wasn't his issue if she could sleep or not, but he really did not want any more calls in the middle of the night telling him that she had cut her wrist open. He also didn't want her anywhere near Gauri. He had already explained to her several times to leave Shiv alone, but it was not like she ever listened to him. He had also made it clear to her that what happens between Gauri and him were none of her business, but that had also not made a difference to her.
He shouldn't have gone to get her from Goa, because she seemed to think that she was single-handedly responsible for separating him from Gauri. How narcissistic could the woman get? As if he would ever give her that much control over his life.
He had returned from Goa almost immediately after she had been released from the hospital, but by then it was too late. Gauri had gotten married. To Shiv Kapoor, of all people. His only consolation was that Shiv's parents adored Gauri and he knew that no matter how much she may hate Shiv, she had at least married into a kind family. He had never wanted to go in front of her again, not only because he couldn't face her for what he had done, but also because he didn't want to disrupt her fragile relationship with Shiv by throwing more complications in her way. As empty as it had become, he would have been okay to keep moving on with his life, accepting that the best thing that had ever happened to him had been lost by his own follyā¦ until of course the bane of his existence known as Thalia had shown up in Delhi with the misguided notion that she needed to retrieve his lost girlfriend, as if Gauri was some sort of a misplaced petā¦ He had warned Thalia away from Gauri more than once, but she had remained adamant. The day that she had told him about showing up at the Khurana-Kapoor picnic was the day that he had decided that just trying to talk her out of it wouldn't be enough. He didn't know much about Shiv Kapoor, but from what he had heard, the man was not someone who rejected beautiful women who threw themselves at him. And Thalia, devil take care, was as beautiful as they cameā¦ If she put her mind to it, he had no doubt that Shiv wouldn't be able to resist her for too long.
So, he had told Thalia that he would meet with Gauri, hoping that if she saw that he himself was taking some initiative in meeting Gauri, then she would back offā¦ And there had been a part of him that had very much wanted to see Gauriā¦ to make sure she was well, to apologize to her, to talk to her, to feel for a few blissful moments the tranquility that came to him when he was with herā¦
It had been all of those things and more when he had finally seen herā¦ but then of course, he had seen Shiv and the expression on his face when he had caught them together, seen Gauri's face when she had looked back at Shivā¦ and he had realized that things had changedā¦ or they had never been as it seemed to begin withā¦ everā¦ people always denied what was in their heartsā¦ they always chose to live with contrived truths or outright liesā¦ Maybe even himā¦
He finally saw Thalia's shadow retreat from the windows and made his way back home.
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It had been two weeks since the night at Sarala aunty's house. Two weeks since they had properly talked to each other. The last full sentence that he had said to her was when he had explicitly declared that he would not give her an annulment or a divorce under any circumstance. She hadn't yet told him what she thought of that statement one way or the other.
Their days were bearable more and more, but the nights were quite the opposite. He worked long days and often came home late into the evening well after dinner. His father had taken to giving him pitying looks, having guessed that something had happened between him and Gauri since that night when he had been caught necking her in the kitchen. His mother, on the other hand, was more and more insistent that he come home at a decent time.
And the fulcrum of this tornado ā his unpredictable wife ā had just taken to avoiding him, often sitting out and studying on the balcony rather than in their roomā¦ he had gone along with the arrangement, getting in bed soon after he came home, even when he knew that sleep wouldn't come for some timeā¦ well, it wouldn't come until she finally came into the room, put her laptop away and got into bedā¦ in her pajamas that covered up everythingā¦
He wondered how long they were going to continue like thisā¦ he wondered if Shashank had come to meet her elsewhere. He wondered what they had talked about in that room in Sarala aunty's houseā¦ he wondered until he told himself that it didn't help to just wonder!
He looked at the clock. It was 1 in the morning and she was still not in bed yet. She was the most aggravating female ever! He finally got out of bed and made his way down the hallway and out to the balcony. She was leaning against the handrail and looking out into the night when he found her. She was back to her nightgownā¦a long black one that reached her ankles this time, and the thin little straps were back. She was standing there leaning her elbows on the railing, her arms crossed over her chest, shivering her little bum off in the chill of the Delhi nights. He didn't walk back inside the house to get a blanket for her, like a decent, good man would have done. He had never claimed to be decent or goodā¦. Instead, he walked right up behind her and stood against her back, leaning forward so that he rested his hands against the railing by her elbows. She gave a gasp at the sudden contact and the heat of his bare chest against her and turned around to face him.
"What are you doing?" she asked, leaning back from him.
"Making sure a silly girl doesn't freeze to death." He said, making no effort to move any closer to her; she was sufficiently imprisoned in between his arms.
"I am not cold." She said then, which ended up being somewhat comical not only because of the goosebumps dotting her bare arms, but also because her teeth chattered a bit at the end.
He raised his eye-brow before he finally asked, "What are you still doing here?"
"Nothing. Go back to sleep." She turned back around.
"Can't sleep because you are thinking about him?" He whispered, moving closer to her.
She looked up in surprise for a second, but then her eyes changed.
"Yes, that's just it. I am thinking about him. That's exactly why I can't sleep."
She pushed out of his arms and started walking back to the house. He allowed her to reach the door but then pulled her towards the adjacent wall and locked her in with his body once more.
"What the hell, Shiv!"
"You are cold, Gauri. Very very cold."
"I am not, I told you already!"
"Then explain this." He looked down at her chest and she gasped as she crossed her arms across herself.
"Either you are cold and in need of warming up or your body is already heating up for me. Either way, you need me right now."
She slapped him.
He didn't look the least bit fazed; in fact, he looked almost as if he had expected it.
"That had no force, sweetheart. I don't think you really want to slap me. I think you are just turned on and want to provoke me into taking you."
She slapped him again.
"That's a little better."
She raised her hand to slap him again and this time he grabbed it and held it against the wall. Her other hand came up and he did the same to that one, right before he crushed his lips over hers.
As many times as she had slapped him, her surrender was just as resistant, gasping when she felt his lips and teeth at her neck and then pushing him away and then bringing him right back when he came towards her again. He knew that her soft skin was being marked up by the stubble that he hadn't shaved off this evening... All the more so when he lowered the thin straps of her nightgown to run his lips down. By the time he peeled down the snugly fitting bodice of her nightgown, he knew that her body was no longer coldā¦ now it was definitely letting him know that it welcomed his attentionā¦ and he was only too happy to oblige as he lowered his mouthā¦ she moaned out loud when she felt his tongueā¦
They were both breathing hard by the time he lifted her up to wrap her long legs around him. As he buried himself deep inside her and kissed her already well-kissed lips, he thanked the Good Heavens that she had an athletic enough body to handle being taken against a wall by the third time aroundā¦
He had enough experience to know that sex resolved nothingā¦ but it certainly wouldn't let them avoid the issue any longerā¦
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