Abeer Malhotra , a 6'2 male with bossy attitude and arrogance is the CEO of famous multimillionaire company Malhotra industries and corporations and King of Rajasthan .He is short tempered and egoistic manner sometimes even scares his beloved famil...
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"Tumhe Idea bhi nahi main meri jaan , Ki maine kitna miss kiya hai tumhe, tumhare chere ko aur tumhari khushbu ko. ".
: Abeer
As Abeer and Mehek walked through the corridors of the grand palace, their fingers intertwined, a gentle breeze from the windows played with Mehek's hair, casting a soft glow around her. Abeer couldn't help but steal glances at her, still overwhelmed by the miracle of having her back by his side.
Abeer whispered, his voice husky with emotion as he pulled her closer to him. "I can't believe you're finally home."
Mehek blushed at Abeer's words, her heart skipping a beat at the intensity in his gaze. "It feels like a dream,that I survived. I ...I thought I will never be able to see you all again." she admitted softly, leaning into his touch.
They walked in comfortable silence for a few moments before Abeer stopped abruptly, turning to face Mehek with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "You know, being apart from you made me realize something," he said, his tone turning slightly more serious.
Mehek looked up at him curiously, her eyes searching his face for clues. "Kya Abeer?"
Abeer took a deep breath, his voice dropping to a low murmur. "Ki..."
Mehek's cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink at Abeer's bold admission, her breath catching in her throat. "Abeer," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
He leaned in closer, his lips grazing her earlobe as he murmured, "Ki maine kitna miss kiya hai tumhe, tumhare chere ko aur tumhari khushbu ko. ".He gently nuzzles his nose near her ear passing an eerie feeling.
The sexual tension between them crackled in the air, thick and palpable. Mehek's heart raced as she felt Abeer's warm breath against her skin, sending shivers down her spine. She knew she should pull away, but a part of her wanted to stay, to feel his touch, to lose herself in his embrace.
Just as Abeer leaned in to capture her lips with his own, Mehek suddenly pulled back, her eyes wide with a mix of desire and hesitation. "Abeer," she gasped, her voice trembling with unspoken emotions. "Not here."
Abeer's gaze softened as he realized he might have pushed too far. "I'm sorry, Mehek,Maine tumhe uncomfortable kar diya." he murmured, his arms dropping to his sides. "Believe me,I got carried away. "in a panicked tone.
" I understand...you must have thought of me as someone else..." Mehek sadly chuckled. Abeer's eyes widened as he remembered all those moments.
" Oh F**k I still haven't cleared all the misunderstandings."Abeer said to himself. But before he could he could say anything to Mehek, she disappeared and went back to her room.
Meanwhile, in a dimly lit room tucked away in the depths of the palace, a woman stood before a series of paintings hung on the walls. The paintings were of Abeer - some capturing him in regal attire, others in candid moments of laughter and joy. The woman traced her fingers lovingly over one of the paintings, her eyes alight with an unsettling fervor.
"You thought you could keep me away, Abeer," she murmured to herself, her voice tinged with a mixture of obsession and determination. "But I'm coming back. And this time, nothing will stand in our way."
She laughed softly, a chilling sound that echoed through the room. Her gaze moved from one painting to the next, each one a testament to her unwavering fixation on Abeer. With a flick of her wrist, she adjusted a painting slightly, as if ensuring that Abeer's gaze in the portrait was fixed solely on her.
The woman's mind raced with plans, her obsession driving her to unthinkable lengths. She had been away for too long, but now that Mehek had woken up, her window of opportunity had reopened. She knew she had to act swiftly, to reclaim what she believed was rightfully hers.
Back in the main hall of the palace, Abeer and Mehek found themselves surrounded by family members eager to welcome Mehek home. Damini and Minal fussed over her, ensuring she was comfortable and well-fed after her hospital stay. Priyal and Ankit, Abeer's cousins, joined in the welcome party with their usual banter.
"Ah, look who's back from the dead!" Priyal exclaimed dramatically, wrapping Abeer in a tight hug. "We didn't missed you, Bhai"
Abeer laughed at Priyal's theatrics, returning the hug warmly. "I didn't missyou both too," he replied, her eyes sparkling with affection.
Ankit grinned mischievously at Abeer, nudging him playfully. "So, when's the big proposal happening, Abeer?" he teased, winking at Priyal.
Mehek's heart skipped a beat at the teasings, her cheeks flushing with anticipation. "I just wish just a bit for some proposal to actually happen" she whispered, leaning onto the other side sadly.
Ankit pretended to swoon dramatically, clutching his chest. "Oh, Abeer, you romantic fool," he teased, earning a playful shove from Priyal. "Just make sure you don't mess it up!"
Abeer chuckled, shaking his head at his cousins. "Don't worry, I've got it all planned out," he assured them, his eyes never leaving Mehek's who was climbing downstairs.He signalled his cousins to shush.He couldn't let his chance go right??
Meanwhile, in the hidden room filled with paintings, the woman stood before a mirror, her reflection distorted by the darkness around her. She traced the contours of her own face with delicate fingers, a manic glint in her eyes.
"I will not be kept away from you, Abeer," she muttered to her reflection, her voice laced with determination. "You belong to me, and soon, you will realize that."
She turned away from the mirror, her gaze flickering over the paintings once more. Her lips curved into a smile, but there was no warmth in it, only a chilling resolve that sent shivers down her spine.
"I'm coming for you, Abeer," she whispered, her voice echoing through the silent room. "And this time, nothing will stand in my way."
With that, she disappeared into the shadows, leaving behind the eerie silence of her obsession.
