𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊
In a world where love can be both. Beautiful or destructive force, the Raghuvanshi brothers hide behind the cold facade guarding their heart from the pain of love.
"Just because you are my wife and we share a bed d...
In that fragile moment, as his words cut through the air and reached the depths of my soul, tears traced the contours of my face Hope, once a gentle flame, now felt like a cruel joke. Yet, amidst the pain, his promise echoed in my ears, a shield against the harshness of the world.
"I'll stand tall against anyone who dares make you cry," he declared, his voice a soothing balm. "No one shall harm you; I won't let a single tear escape from those precious eyes of yours. I won't let anyone bring sorrow to your world."
Without thinking, I did what I really wanted to. I hugged him, feeling him sway a bit as I did. Our bodies moved together, both of us feeling open and close. I rested my head on his shoulder and held his hands. He smelled nice, like warmth and fancy cologne. This hug felt like more than just touching - it was like we were sharing our deepest feelings. I cried a lot, but he stayed steady, like he was protecting me from my emotions.
His hands remained passive, neither reciprocating nor pushing me away. It was then that the realization dawned - I had bared my soul in a simple embrace. Embarrassment crept in as I pulled away, hastily wiping tears with my sleeves.
He looked at me seriously, his eyes meeting mine. In that moment, I saw a side of Rivaan Raghuvanshi Il'd never seen before. He seemed like a different person from who I thought he was. I felt a strong desire to understand him better, to learn more about who he really was deep down. I wanted to get to know the real him.
And then he sat up straight getting up he turned his back towards me and left from the door he entered and I sat gazing at him and then he lone Tears rolled down my eyes seeing him leaving like that.
And I sat on the very new bed and pulled my leg closer to my chest and I closed my eyes and those harsh words of my brother echoed in my ears. the scene played in front of my eyes as I shivered.
•• Flashback ••
As I walked through the familiar corridor of my once-home, a sense of unfamiliarity crept over me, questioning whether it had ever truly been a home. Pushing the door ajar, the living room unfolded before me. My search for my mother' led me to the stairs, guiding me towards my parents' room.
A gentle knock on the door, and my mother's voice granted entry. Inside, a peaceful silence suggested my father and brother weren't around. As I stepped in, my mother, rocking in an armchair with a book, turned her eyes toward the door. Widening with disbelief, tears streamed down her face as she saw me standing at the threshold. Hesitantly, she called my name.
