A Chaos Called Love ❤️

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"..........I know my love is a Chaos... Still it's love...." He stated and she felt anesthesized , He didn't even give her a chance to say anything, just announced what he had to say.
But what she felt next was the extreme contradiction to her numbness.
She got goose bumps when his fingers touched her cheeks, They were close enough that he could feel the hurried beat of her heart,She might not be leaning into him, but she wasn't pulling away, either. She kind of had given in to their scandalous proximity.
Just a mere touch and she felt dazed,

"You make me so powerless and I hate it, I hate being impulsive, you make me do things which my ethics does not allow and I hate you for that" he murmured in a torturous low pitch and cupped her face , she too didn't move, there was a storm in his eyes and she just kept staring at the storm, unmoved. Her hair was scattered access her face and he brushed her deshelved hair away from her eyes and her cheeks heated up,he ran his thumb along her jawline and down her neck .

"God, you are turning me on. You're driving me crazy, do not wear such clothes"his eyes roam down her body. he could clearly see her cleavage peeping though the plackets of her shirt,It made hid head spin, drove logic away. She too drew a long breath, the proximity and his blatant remarks, the combination was lethal.
She just closed her eyes in anticipation when he hold the open ends of her shirt together using one han.His hand lightly touched her skin bellow seam, and an involuntary moan escaped her mouth.
" Shhhh..... No .... Baby .... Don't do that..." He wishperd and her breath cought in her throat.He held the safety pin and pushed the pin through the inside of her shirt and push it back through both panels.

"Itni tez saans legi toh yeah chub jaegi tujhe"he said glaring at her and Secured the safety pin on the inside of her shirt to keep her shirt together.

" Done, ab thik hai" He brought his face toward her ears and breathed . His cold breath brought her back to reality. She got up for from his lap and started going towards her chair when he tried to stop her but she pushed passed him , still he didn't stop .He went behind her, grabbed her hand and swung her back towards him. Then he pushed her against the wall.

"I can't breathe."She said and again tried pulling away, their closeness was too much for her to endure.

"Neither can I." He didn't let her go , he wrapped his arms around her and drew her closer.

"You're so damn beautiful."He leaned forward,Meeting her eyes.She stayed in his arms, unmoved,she knew the Greek God standing infront of her, owned her........ her body and her soul, and everything in between.

" We need to talk baby ,Whatever this thing we have between us , it had always been there and it is always gonna be there. I am shit-fucking-tired of trying to ignore it." he wishperd, his eyes , both hopeful and anxious.

"When we don't talk, there's a lot of stuff that ends up not getting said. For now I just want to tell you that You're exquisite and no one is allowed to see those enticing part of yours, If it can have this maddening effect on me, it can do the same on others and I don't want others to crave for you the way I am craving" Shehnaaz was consuming him, bit by bit. As if he could not shield himself anymore,he was feeling like doing everything he had never done even if it was against his belief or ethics.

A knock at the door made them conscious about the position they were in. They intimidating got alerted. It was mrs Leela.

" Sir, it's your Sandwich"Mrs Leela said.

" Thank you Mrs. Leela" Sidharth replied going back to his seat .

" Do you need anything else" she asked again.

" No, Mrs Leela, you can call it a day, I have work. I will be late" he further said.

" Ok, thank you" she answered.