RAABTA ~ The Limelight Of Their Lives

12. marry me

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IZNA POV

I got ready in a beautiful lehenga given by kaki she is so sweet. She really took care of me alot. She is so thoughtful to give me an appropriate dress to wear on a wedding. This lehenga is so beautiful I am thankful to her. I will return the lehenga after the wedding ceremony

"Izna betaaa my goddd, you are looking damn pretty!" Maa exclaimed
I gave her thin smile and took her blessings.

"Can you please bring the arti thaal from the haveli?" She asked me. I nodded my head positively

"Yeah sure, maa"

I lifted my lehenga a little and started going towards the haveli. But suddenly someone held my hand and dragged me towards the corner of the wall. I was very scared as the person was not letting me speak since his one hand is resting on my mouth. I am sure it's a manly hand. His grip on my hand is strong which is really hurting me and I am sure it will leave a red mark on my fair skin

He pinned me towards the wall. I closed my eyes tightly instantly my eyes widened in realisation as I heard his husky voice

"You took someone's breath away. Now you are under arrest" he removed his hand from my lips

I didn't understand what he meant. His hold was gentle yet it felt brutal.
As I whimper because of pain he unpinned my hand and asked with concern

"What happened?"

I lowered my eyes towards my hand and replied "no- nothing "

He followed my gaze and took my bangles full of hand into him gently and took me towards a chair. He made me sit into chair and he himself kneeled down and took my both hands firmly

"Look how sensitive you are!" he scolded me but it didn't felt like scolding more it feels like he is caring about me. I followed my gaze into his which are lowered to my hands. His expression were slightly frowned. He slightly rubbed my hands to soothing the pain. I don't feel any pain at all but I feel surprised as THE KIAAN THAKUR is kneeling down infront of me for the second time. I feel so good as maybe he is giving another chance to our relationship

"....are you even listening to me?" He asked me. In my delusional thoughts I didn't paid attention to his words

"Umm I - I" I was blabbering

"Just look at the mark buttercup" he said caressing it. "My hold was gentle and still looking like it's brutal. I have just touched little firmly and you got a mark, if I go a little further what will happen. You should eat more food, you are so weak buttercup" I am not sure why he is lecturing me like my brother, I am missing him. I felt like crying maybe because of his caring nature but I controlled as I couldn't shed them

"Why your appetite is so low? Didn't your father let you eat properly, hnn?" He asked. The tears I was holding from the happiness came out of sadness because of the mention of my father. Properly? Fact he never cared about my existence, why will he care about my food or appetite. I don't know why he hate me, I always wanted his fatherly Love & care which I never got. He always told me 'you will never take her place' I don't want anyone's place I just want my own love & care from him, I don't even know to whom he compares me..