As their lips met Madhu instantly
paralysed while Rk was lost in his own peaceful heaven kissing her, gently nibbling her lower lip then switching
to the upper lip..
All this time Madhu stood still...when
he started nibbling she came back to her senses as if someone has splashed cold
water on her she immediately started struggling but it seemed that he did not
even noticed it. Madhu pushed him away with all her strength which made him
stagger back puzzled and she then half walked and half ran out of there'
Rk who finally came back to his
senses cursed a bit too loudly hitting his foot on the bridge 'shit!!! Shit!! I
screwed up everything!!!! what had gotten into him?? Agreed he was attracted
towards her, agreed that he wanted her but she didn't know that yet, did she?...
obviously there was no scene to be shot here he had planned to get her early morning,
show her the sunrise the beauty of nature, spend time with her and probably try
to reduce the hate for him. But a kiss? That was definitely not on the list!!! That
was instinctive... seeing her there standing on the brigde, he do not know what
possessed him the beauty she portrayed he could not help but kiss her plump
lips, but however tempting it looked he should well have controlled himself!'
RK paced back and forth the bridge for a while before deciding that he should
play it cool and just go ahead and talk to her.
He walked outside the park to see her
already sitting in the car talking on her phone'. He opened the car door and
sat and she immediately stiffened, and his eyes did not missed it..but she
remained quiet.
He frowned starting the car waiting
for her to say something...respond in some way...any way...
And when she didn't, he tried "look
what happened there'..."
"Bittuji is searching you...there are
few documents you have to go through...and he also wanted to inform that we would
be leaving in few hours" Madhu immediately interrupted not letting him complete the
sentence...she did not wanted to go through this conversation yet and if truth to
be told than she would be greatful if he did not brought it up ever...she
already had enough on her plate.
'Ohh so now she will be playing it
dumb??' he thought anger clouding his face...he starred at her long enough to
send chills down her spine and started the car.
Seeing him glaring at her and
frowning every now an then her own anger
started to raise 'what is he mad on????' she muttered in rage!! ' This man!!
This rakshas! First he dared to kiss me and now is showing me his world famous
anger?! He...he took my first kiss away!' now she had started to shake with
rage! Her face red with anger she held the seat tightly to control herself, just
because she was not reacting did not meant that she was not furious...but she had
to control, this job was important, it
did not matter how badly she wanted to go ahead and leave this job she could
not and precisely now when her dad was on the stage of progressing... she turned towards the window trying to think
about anything else but her helplessness, then the kiss...
Madhu was like any other girl who
always deny but actually there is always a part in them which
dreams! Dreams
about finding a perfect man who dreams about loving unconditionally and also
who secretly dreams about their first kiss...who dreams about happily-ever-after then laugh at their own impossible dreams but still...they dream...
they expect...and Madhubala was no
different.
For her the location was perfect, the
timing was perfect, the weather was perfect infact everything was perfect
except for the most vital thing that was the man kissing her himself!!
Urghhh!!! How dare he!! Was all she
could think about
On the other hand Rk was growing
uncomfortable by her prolonging silence he would rather have her kick boxing
him then ignoring his advances
"what happened in the park..." he tried
again only to be interrupted by her ringtone.
She looked at her cell in relief. 'perfect
timing!'
"Hiii Mukund!!" answered the call a
bit too enthusiastically. She faced
Rishab only to see him facing the road his face had gained a shade of magenta,
if that was even possible...he was clutching the steering wheel in death grip
and she was thankful it was the steering wheel and not her neck...
She gulped quickly turning towards
the door speaking in small voice.
The rest of the ride went quiet with
her talking or say whispering on the
phone and being completely unaware of the raging storm building in Rk.
In the entire ride the only thing
that he could think about was
"who the hell is this Mukund???!!!"
Short i know, will cover it up in the next update which will be on 3rd jan...pakka promise😊!!!
so new entry in the ss guyzz tell me what do you think about it
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