[FEATURED IN WATTPAD INDIA PROFILE]
❝Pioneering the art of constructing love, my Kanmani.❞
Xavier teased her skin, slowly caressing her cheeks and her lips trembled.
❝You don't dare!❞
And he kissed her.
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When he had compromised his dreams and...
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"It's good to see him like this," Krishna commented, walking next to Alisha and pointing his eyes toward Xavier.
"Like?" She flipped her hand toward him, passing him a fresh cigarette.
His eyes caught his wife glaring at him from the other edge of the balcony, and he scratched his left brow, sheepishly grinning at her. Shaking his head, he declined the offer from Alisha and winked at Samiksha, acknowledging her that he would keep his promise to quit smoking.
Noticing her lips blooming in a beautiful, angelic smile as her cheeks turned pink, he wondered if he could fucking fall in love with her—his gorgeous wife—again.
Alisha cleared her throat, tired of watching a corny live relay of Aankhon ki Gustakhiyan between her doll and her doll's hopelessly romantic husband. "Like!?" she almost shouted.
Smiling like a fool, Krishna replied, "Happy."
"Hmm..."
They stood in silence. Out of courtesy, Alisha didn't light her cigarette and started whistling the tune of some random song.
Krishna turned and looked outside Xavier's penthouse, his sharp vision scanning thoroughly. It was guarded well, but he always double-checked—he preferred to be alert. "Choti always wished this kind of life for him," he said absentmindedly.
Alisha hit the back of his head and pivoted around. Leaning back, her weight supported by the railing of the balcony, she said, "SP Sahab, you don't need to act like you're not bitter about it." Glaring at him, she continued, "Subhadra is your sibling. Xav is not."
"No, I'm not. Why would I even act in front of you?" he frowned. "I'm genuinely happy for him. He's one of my closest friends."
"Hmm..." Alisha hummed. "What is she doing these days?"
Krishna leaned forward, his weight heavily relying on the railing. "Scientist or something like that," he said, inhaling as the wild roses around reminded him of his sister. "Company of a supergenius rubbed off on her, so she chose research as her career."
"Is she dating someone?" Alisha couldn't stop herself from prying. Subhadra had caused more than enough damage to her best friend. She had hated her for a long time until Xavier told her the detailed reason for their divorce.
It had sounded petty when Xavier had recited it to her, but later, she had understood Subhadra's decision.
It was incomprehensible for him.
But Alisha had thought it was better for him not to look too deeply, not to find meaning in Subhadra's words—it would have broken him in the worst way possible, and he wouldn't have moved on with his life... ever.
"Samiksha said she's seeing this Greek guy—Giannis, or... I don't know. Subhadra doesn't like to talk to me much," Krishna sighed.
Alisha tittered. "That's unusual. I thought the Singh siblings were nothing but an example of Hum Saath-Saath Hain epic."
Krishna didn't reply to that.
"Dharoga ji, what?" she prompted.
"I was never there for her when she needed me. It was always Bhaiyya," he admitted, realizing it was the first time he was confessing his strained relationship with Subhadra to someone other than his wife. "Funny how someone seven years senior to her bonded better than me, who's not even two years older. Maybe I'm not that good."
Alisha pulled him closer and held his arm. "Krish, that's the charm of Jagdish Veer Singh. It shouldn't surprise you to know he frequently messages me to check in—that's just him being him," she sighed, stroking his arm in an attempt to console him. "That's an outlandish judgment on your part. You aren't that bad a man yourself."
Turning to face her, he arched his brows and smirked.
She noticed his eyes twinkling with mischief. "What?" her cheeks flared.
"I'm not that bad, huh?" he teased.
Alisha fought to not blush and present herself like a tomato in front of the stupid fellow she did hate—a tiny bit, for sure. "Just because I call you a dog doesn't mean it reflects what I feel."
Krishna clicked his tongue. "Tsk, I see," he mocked, still holding that irritable smirk that Alisha wanted to slap off.
"You are a great guy, or I wouldn't have permitted my doll to marry you," she furiously claimed.
"My darling needs your permission? Since when?"
She was beyond annoyed at this point and threw his arm away from her hold. "You have no idea how much Iksha respects me," she snapped, glaring at him. "She would've spat out your sappy love if I'd said no."
Krishna squinted, his eyes burning into his wife's stupid friend, whom he did despise—a wee bit, for sure. "Oh, thanks, Begum, for being so considerate."
"Yeah, keep saying that—you'll learn some manners soon," Alisha hissed.
"Asshole Ali."
"Chutiya kahin ka."
"Tu—"
Xavier and Farhan paced toward them, noticing the start of a dispute.
"If only you hadn't been my doll's love..." Alisha stomped her foot and furiously strode away, slipping past her husband. "Fuck off!" she barked at Farhan, shoving him hard. He stumbled into Xavier.
Flinching, Farhan exclaimed, "Bollocks!"
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A/N
I can never get enough of these two being in the same place XD
Do tell me what you feel about this and the upcoming chapters, always open to positive criticism.
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