❞𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐇 [𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐧] ✔

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧.

"tere sang chain bhi mujhko
tere sang bekaraari hai"

JANHAVI

I could feel him coming closer to me.

Is he going to backhug me?

Before I could react (not that I was capable of reacting), Ishan ji pulled me to face him. As he pulled me, out chests collided, I lost my balance and clutched his shirt for support. The sudden force imparted, tore the first fastened button of his shirt.

His bare muscular chest was was making it difficult for me to breath. The 'Trust your Struggle' tattoo was making it more tempting.

I opened my mouth to apologise for that but immediately shut it because my mind had gone jelly and I had no capacity of sentence formation.

He noticed my gaze and replied in the huskiest voice, "it's fine"

When I got back 20% of my senses, I noticed that we were even closer than yesterday. Our bodies were sticking to each other, faces inches apart and his hands firmly resting on my waist.

Thank god I'm not wearing a Saree.

"Aap kya... b..baat karenge bol rahe the?" I asked stuttering.
"Pehle aapko dekh lene dijiye" he said, while removing locks of hair from my face.

My throat and lips were getting dry in nervousness.

I closed my eyes, while he was caressing my cheeks.

God I'm not supposed to enjoy this
Brain ain't braining.

"Ish..han j..ii?"
"Hmm?"
"Wh..at has ha..ppened t..to you?"
"I'm perfectly normal, it's you who is sweating and stuttering. You've closed your eyes so tight that it seems I'm going to fuck you right here"
"Wh..what?" I opened my eyes in a jolt.

Why is he so damn sexy?

He smirked at the suddenness of me opening my eyes. I facepalmed myself, unable to digest this all.

"You are blushing so bad", he whispered.

Janhavi get a fucking grip on yourself. You are getting divorced within this week goddamnit!

Before I could say anything, my phone's ringtone echoed in the hall. I peeped over to see Maa was calling. Taking the advantage of Ishan Ji's grip loosening, I immediately escaped.

Grabbing the phone, I literally ran to the bedroom and locked the door from inside. I was panting, resting my back on the door.

After ringing for a while, the call got disconnected. I was obviously not in a state to talk to maa. Not now.