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23. CONFLICTED!

AISHA

I yet don't get him. One moment he is teasing, another he is angry, another he is vulnerable, another he is horny, another all protective, & another all emotional, from his cold rude self.

Nobody knows what he triggered in me by calling me a whore, a word I never wish to hear, about me or anyone else. He reminded me of all the things I went through six years back.

My mom had been a respectable professor in a college, & I was her beloved princess. Together we had a beautiful world, not knowing the dangers, rudeness, & the poison out there. Her death exposed me to all those vulnerabilities, & today I got reminded of her, & all those bitterest memories. I didn't look at the person, & just leaned in the comforting hug of Vivaan, & he was apologizing, genuinely. I didn't answer him back. Then he gave me the chocolate, & I didn't get how he got to know I needed it to lift my mood, plus take care of my hunger. He is a keen observer, must say. He then teased me, of course I was stupid to forget his presence, & eat the chocolate like there is no tomorrow, & then pulled me to him.

& my heart raced fast, like running some marathon!

 I loved the way he touched me. He made me feel wanted....

 His touches were more caring & loving, different from those lusty touches & eyes, that I get here-&-there, disgusting my whole being. He made me come out of those disturbing thoughts, without actually doing anything. I melted in his embrace, when he finally pulled back, I realized that we were outside my building, & thank God nobody saw us together like that, though the place is full of commotion by this time. 

His scent yet lingered all over my body, making it difficult to overcome from the things he made me feel, & I am loving it, his scent mixed with mine, is like the most beautiful fragrance, it is heavenly! I was blushing at his comments. He was smiling, & laughing, like a normal human, not like some freaking rich spoilt brat, not like an arrogant cold bastard. I loved this part of him! I turned back to look at him, I didn't want to loose his sight, don't know why? I turned to the elevator, but turned again to him, waving, which I don't do to everyone, & I did this to him don't know why?

This man will drive me crazy, & I want to drown in him! Is this what they call infatuation, or like, or crush?

'Or LOVE maybe?' added my subconscious, & I just blushed. I entered the apartment, & went back to my room, thank God Ishu is not here, or she would have guessed the matter in seconds, & spread the news, not before interrogating me like the CBI! I went to my room, & looked at myself in the mirror. I was glowing, & my cheeks all red, & my eyes shouting it all out loudly.

I felt safe in his arms, like he would make the whole world bleed before a scratch can pierce my skin. His embrace held warmth, care & love, I never felt so before. The reason I melted in front of him, the reason I let him touch me. His touch was the touch of a fluffy bed after a tiring day!

I touched my lips, & yet felt his tongue lingering there, sending ticklish & warm sensations in my whole body. I hid my face with my palms, shaking my head, & rushed to the bathroom, to bathe.

I came out wearing my comfortable, pink shorts, & a comfortable, one-side off shoulder, grey colored tee. I thought bathing would help me overcome the overwhelming feeling of his touches, & his thoughts, but no, he has infected my whole being! I kept on tossing on my bed, thinking of him, of 'us'!

But then his words hit me, "WHORE"! & it resonated in my ears, echoing again & again, making my heartbeat stop, & then again begin, slowly, & I felt betrayed by my body.