22. JUST HIM...

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PART-C
THE SPRINGS...


Ishana got up not wanting to get up at all!

Yesterday was a tiring day & she's yet weak... But what she felt happy about was having lesser nightmares cause of her tired body & well more tired soul...


She yawned, as she walked to the bathroom, making sure she doesn't hurt herself, & stripped herself off, to see those marks fading away... only the darkest ones were left now, that too in the lighter shades... Those medicines & that ointment indeed did it's job well, thought she...But can it make her forget all she went through on that day & after it?


No, never! How can she ever forget that pain, those marks... Even if they've faded, she can tell where were they, how heinous, & how she got them...


She sighed blinking her teary eyes, not wanting to cry again, or her head & eyes, both will be heavy the whole day!


"Nope! Stop being a cry-baby Shanu! It's a biggg day!" spoke she looking at herself in the mirror as she moved to the shower, for though her bathroom got a luxurious Jacuzzi, she got no time!


Her mornings are gone in a rush & in evenings she barely has any energy left to even eat her dinner properly, let alone have a nice bath. She is like a walking dead when she approaches her room, with her half-closed eyes...


She came out of the bathroom wrapped in her towel.


"Why am I always late?" complained she to herself, when she heard a throat clearing making her jump at her place.

She looked asides at the door, to find her not-so-dear CEO who had just stepped into her room, yet standing by the door

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She looked asides at the door, to find her not-so-dear CEO who had just stepped into her room, yet standing by the door.


She froze at her place, her eyes widening like soccer, as she clutched her towel tight to her chest, too shocked to know what to do!


She felt his dark eyes over her exposed flesh, making her eyes tear up... She indeed felt like a WHORE now, as Mrs. Khurana's thorny words pierced her bleeding heart more...


While his adam's apply bobbed up & down, as he eyed her, her wet hairs dipping down, those water drops teasing her creamy skin... That skin, which looked milk washed, which looked too pristine, too pure, awakening the beasts within him wanting to taint that skin, to mark her till she is as sinful as him, till she shares her every sin under the lights & the darks, with him & just with him!

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