Her hands and legs were moving in rhythm, her body's each part was dancing in flow of the music. She was a trained classical dancer, the lost dancer within her was now awakened. Her expression her hand movements everything was so elegant. Every spectator was mesmerized by her performance. Jaya who herself was a Bharatnatyam teacher back then was so surprised to see her performance, she knew Pallavi but never knew that she carried immense talent within her.Pallavi was lost in her own performance when she saw a familiar but a face behind the crowd , a face that she didn't wanted to see today. She got quite nervous from his gaze but continued her dance. Due to the lighting effects on the hall she couldn't clearly see his face but she can guess who is it, she wished that what she is thinking shouldn't be right.
Her performance ended, Mansi was now confirmed that they are gonna win this sangeet ceremony, all thanks to Pallavi. Rahul congratulated Pallavi for her performance, but Rahul's mother wasn't much happy as she didn't liked Pallavi and the reason was our sulu kaku and her rubbish talks about her. Jaya called Pallavi near her and asked about her dance to which Pallavi respond that she had learned it from her childhood, dancing was her favourite hobby. But she left it after coming to Hyadrabad. Pallavi excused herself from the crowd for changing her clothes. She went upstairs and entered her temporary room to change.
She went near the mirror and started undoing her jewellery first, suddenly she felt a cold rough hands around her waist and soon she was caged within someone's arms. They were faimiler arms in which she has been caged from time to time in past few weeks. It's just been few days without his touch, without his beards gazing her bare skin, his warm breath, Oh she missed it like hell, although she had met him yesterday but there were only arguments and nothing else between them.
"Raghav tum, tum yha kya kr rhe ho?"
" You look so beautiful" he murmured under her ears, and then checking her out once again on the mirror.
" Raghav leave me, aur jaoo yha se. Agar kisi ne dekh liya to sab gadbad ho jayegi"
" Ufff.. just relax love, no one is here everyone is downstairs enjoying the ceremony"
He snuggled into crook of her neck to enhale the fragrance she emitted and to catch the warmness of her body. She for a while got lost in his rough touch around her waist and the warm breath fanning her neck and ears. He smelled lavender this time for a change, every fragrance she uses act's like intoxicating smell for him.
"Lavender, you changed your perfume?"
" Seriously Raghav are we talking about this, tum phele choro mujhe" she jerked him "aur dur hatho, mujhe tumse koi baat nhi karni"
He again held her hand and pulled her towards himself and she landed on his chest. Removing a string of hair from her face he holded her chin and made her look towards him.
"You dance really well, I didn't knew about your this talent. How many more shades of you are there Pallavi?"
"If you don't leave right now, you will see a shade of me who wants to kill you"
"Ouch, my baby girl is acting feirce hun, how will you kill me? Because I am not leaving"
" Raghav I already made clear last day that I won't be your toy you play whenever you are bored...."
"Shhhhhh.... Chup bilkul chup. Let me clear things from my side today." He pulled her more closer to himself.
"First you are not a toy to me and I am not playing with you. Second I thought about marriage and I think I want to marry you and third is most important thing, I refused to marry you last day because of my personal problem Pallavi not because of you, you are perfect, you are the most beautiful kind hearted women I have ever met and never ever underestimate yourself. You are more than you think of yourself Pallavi and you need to know your worth first and then let world know that."
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