Originally posted by: Mysticaldivine
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He was totally engrossed in Khushi's thoughts while standing in his office. A couple of minutes, whatever he felt, he never felt in years...What was it? A flicker of fire, a crumbling ember of a desire he never felt before, he was stunned, he was frozen, he was taken by one look of her, forgetting every challenge, every ember of anger, just her being in front of him in the most innocent way, unaware of her beauty..
.He was seduced by this innocent tempting beauty, enthralled by her ignorance that she holds the power to turn him on ... a man who was surrounded by many models from tiger ranks and all was captured by this girl who was means nothing to him...
Really Farq padta hai starts here...
He simply didn't want her to be away from him anymore. His mind was full of confusion. He was the one who took an oath to not let her go easy off the hook this morning. She wanted to go home early for her sister's birthday but he wanted to manipulate her. In the end, he ended up being strangled in between these raging feelings.
Belligerence flashing from his eyes, not because of Lavanya's words but losing his own control...He needed to gain that control which was slipping because of this girl... He knew the art of denying everything he was going through, or feeling about her right now... but how come he let that happen
His mind was had a polar effect, one moment he was ordering her, sentencing her to stand in the parking lot yet the other moment he felt bad. "Kyuon pehli baar aisa laga ke main kuch galat kar raha hoon." [ Why did I feel the first time that I am doing something wrong].
A pang of guilt was evident in his eyes...and yes, he turned his face as he was stealing his eyes off of the matter what he was truly feeling about...
Galat...wrong...
Her tears always bothered him...he had no idea why?
While Khushi directed the traffic alone, despite her fear of the dark and the rain that starts pouring down. Standing under an umbrella in the car park, he watched Khushi working while getting drenched. Arnav is visibly stricken by her vulnerability as she shivers in the rain. It seemed like today he was not retiring checking her out. One of Arnav's clients admonishes Arnav for putting a young girl to work in the downpour, but Arnav walks away for the moment.
Suddenly a car lost its control in the rain, heading straight to Khushi. With wide opened eyes she stood there with fearful eyes. Arnav came like a bolt of light, scooped her up in his arms, and whirled away into the rain, holding her tight while she was clinging to her life savor... Clasping in each others' arms, they stood there, her head on his shoulder, his cheek pressed against her head and the rain poured on.
His eyes were burning under this jolting ice... he didn't let go of her...She was holding him tightly, scared, breathing heavily... They stayed there, getting drenched in the rain, water streaming into eyes, lips, dripping from him onto her...
Rabbe Ve played in. The rain was pouring down like a piece of music. Khushi struggled to regain her breath yet holding him tightly. Her arms were around him while he held her shoulders, frozen. Khushi slowly calmed down and the realization dawned in that where she was. She looked at his hand on her shoulder before raising her head to look at him.
Their faces were inches apart while eyes locked them in. The rain was pouring all around them drenching them with these unknown feelings. Surroundings got paralyzed, minds got connected, hearts tuned together and eyes were searching...searching for answers...but for finding answers first minds have to understand the questions?
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Neither he knew nor she ...There was only a Desire and a Denial.
Fear of losing his control kicked in when he glanced at his hands on her shoulders. He realized he was still holding her and pushed her away, scolded her for ruining his reputation in one moment, and the other moment he couldn't walk away seeing her trembling. He threw his jacket at her but she was no less, returned him coldly, "I don't need it."
He snatched it away from her hands with clenching jaws.
Koi Matlab nahin...she doesn't mean anything. ...But the memories of hurting or wronged Khushi made him pressed the breaks and his car screeched to a halt and he steps out.
Oh, she mattered the most...
"Kyun mujhe pehli baar aisa laga ki main ... main shayad kuch galat kar raha hoon?" [Why, for the first time, does it feel that I'm ... I might be doing something wrong?]
During this, he came out of his SUV and drenched himself just like her. The pain and misery he caused her, he brought the same punishment upon himself. An unintentional move of his heart deceived his brain and he had no idea of it. Behind his anger and ego, he couldn't see further.
He tried to convince himself he's right but in vain ...
"Main sahi hoon. Main jo kar raha hoon sahi hai. Phir kyun ... kyun mujhe ussi ka khayal baar baar aa raha hai? Sirf ussi ka chehra" [I'm right. What I'm doing is right. Then why ... why do I think about her again and again? Only her face.]
For the first time in forever, Arnav looked over at his actions but everything made him confused and angry in such a complicated way that his anger rose again.
"Arnav Singh Raizada ko kisi ladki se koi farak nahi padta " [Arnav Singh Raizada isn't affected by any girl.]
yes ! not any other girl matters, BUT Khushi! ...
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