At That Moment ✔

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27th june 2023

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PREETA'S POV

continues from previous chap

"You need to tell him now, Aranya. Promise me. The more
evidence against Dhyan, the harder it'll be for him to get
away with it."

Unfortunately, it won't help against Arav or Bhavnà.

"Yeah. I will. When we get home, main vadha kartik hoon main undo zaroor bathaoungi. We
can't let Dhyan get away with what he did to either of us." she said

We hug again, but it gets interrupted when there's a
knock on the door.

" vo hoga ! " She wipes her cheeks again, removing any evidence of her tears.

"I'll call you tomorrow to check on you and tell you what Rohit reply to me ."

"teekay." I grab her hand before she can walk away.

" agar time kabhi bhi kissine bath karni hai..., tho ...you know I'm here."

She nods with a smile. I go back to my bed as she crosses the room to the door.

"Oh, hey, Karan sir ."

I can hear the smile in her voice.

"She's all yours."

I sit on the side of my bed, not looking at Karan as he
walks into my room, the door quietly clicking closed behind
him. I admit, I'm a chicken. I'm not prepared to look at his
face yet. I basically laid out my feelings in the living room
when I faced off with Papa.

A person pretty much knows
how someone feels when they announce they would choose
them over family if forced to pick. I have no idea what
Karan feels for me, if he feels anything at all. Besides lust,
of course. It's obvious he feels that.

I twist my hands in my lap, playing with the ring on my
finger as I feel him approach. His shoes appear first, and
even looking at those has my heart jumping in my chest.

How pathetic is that? Seeing just his shoes makes me jittery.

"Preeta." He calls my name in a rough voice.

When I refuse to look up, his hand appears, and he puts
a finger under my chin to lift it.

My eyes finally meet his, and what I see has me no closer to knowing how he feels. His eyes are blank.

"Kyu?" he asks in a low tone.

My lips are dry, so I run my tongue across them.

" kya .... kyu?"

" tune vo Sab teri papa ko kyu bathaya ?"

I don't know what to tell him because I don't know myself. I give him the only thing I can.

" kyunki .... hamara beech jo kuch bhi hai .. vo main kadam karna nahi chahthatha."

His eyes flicker, and it's not until then I see a glimpse inside his mind. What he reveals has hope blossoming in my chest.

" main bhi nahi chahtha ... vo jo ham dono ke beech hai vo kadham ho ."

"Sach main ?"

I can't keep the hope out of that one word.

"Muje nahi patha ... ab ham dono ke beech kya hai , aur teri papa vo sahi hai ... I'm not the man for you. Isliye nahi hai ki that tu mera student hai , balki main tumse kafi bada hoon ....I'm too old for you."

The hope I was starting to feel begins to fade. Until he steps closer and drops to his knees, wedging his hips between my legs.

"Par...... main ek selfish asshole hoon ...... aur main tumse door . Nahi jaana chahtha hoon . So long as you want me, you'll have me."

He cups both of my cheeks, his fingers delving into my hair, and brings our lips together. The kiss is short and sweet, but filled with so much feeling.

He lifts his mouth from mine but rests our foreheads together.

"Is that what you want, Preeta? Do you want me?"

I wrap my arms around his shoulders and scoot my butt
to the end of the bed. I lock my ankles around his waist,
trapping him against me. We're flush together. His hardness to my softness.

"Yes."

A smile drifts across his lips and it's the most handsome
smile I've ever seen on his face.

"Tho main tumhara hi hoon."

He palms the back of my head and brings our lips
together. This kiss is much longer and has my body needy for his. I want to strip both of us naked and sink back into the mattress, taking him with me, and beg him to take me for the rest of the night.

I dig my heels into his butt, then moan when his hardness presses against just the right spot. My hips undulate and my fingers latch onto his shoulders. The deep groan that reverberates from him spurs me on. His hands
slip down my arms until they wrap around my hips, and
Lord have mercy, he pulls me closer.

Sparks shoot through
my stomach and race through my limbs. All too soon, he pulls back, and we're both left panting.

He gently grabs my hair and pulls my head back so I'm looking at him.

"As much as I want to fuck you so hard you forget your name.... but that last time when we did it .. your papa came , aur uske bath jo bhi kuch hua vo acha nahi tha ......"

As much as I hate it, he's right. My papa has been pushed enough, a tiny nudge could shove him over the edge.

"teekay." I pout.

He grins and drops his head for a quick kiss before getting up from his knees. He situates himself on my bed with his back against the headboard. Once he's settled, he
lifts me easily and puts me down on his lap sideways. I snuggle my head on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry I left you earlier. I needed to wash off the
memories of what happened." he said

He tucks a piece of hair behind my ear, leaving his hand
on the side of my neck where his thumb softly strokes the skin.

"Don't apologize. I only wish I had gotten to you sooner."

I can feel the frown in his quiet words.

"I'm so damn sorry that asshole got his hands on you, Babydoll."

I sit up so I can see him better. The ache in his eyes
brings a sharp pain to my chest.
I cup the side of his face.

"Like you just told me, don't
apologize. Tumne muje bachaya hai Karan .... agar tu hai hotta tho pata nahi mera kya hoga aaj ... usne muje....." I stop and swallow hard.

"You kept me from dealing with something much worse." he said

His brows drop and a spark of anger lights his eyes.

"I still hate what he did to you."

"I do too, but he'll be punished for it."

"Not enough," he mutters and tightens his arms around
me.

I silently agree with him as I settle back down against his chest.

"How were things with my dad after I left?"

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