SHIDDAT: A Tale Of Passion And Devotion

2| Siddhaarth rathore? ~

|| 𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐀 ||

"Ayeinn!"

Instead of having my kiss with the floor for the 2175th time, I found myself hovering in mid-air, baffled and disoriented. To find out why as I slowly opened my one eye, I was stunned to see a man - (a Purush) - holding me up!

After seeing that the way my lips parted, My jaw dropped as fuck, felt like I was lost in his gaze. For a moment, I forgot everything so my mind went blank.

Wondered if I was dreaming again, but the scent of his perfume, could feel his shivers down cold touch around my tiny waist, could feel the warmth of his breath on my chest assured me this was reality. The fu€kkk !!!! It was effecting on me like hell. I couldn't help but be drawn to his captivating features, couldn't take my eyes off him.

I Admitted that I had prayed to Krishna for this moment, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon! Nevertheless, I couldn't deny the strong connection I felt, and I was completely swept up in the moment.

As I gazed into his eyes, felt the gravitational pull of a thousand suns, drawing me inexorably into their depths. His gaze was a velvet vice, softly crushing my defenses and rendering me utterly helpless. He was the embodiment of perfection - the man I had always longed for. The man I craved for while reading my novel. It was as if the fictional guy from my book had come to life, was standing right in front of me. The blurry figure from my dreams had finally taken shape.

I was face to face with the man of my deepest desires. It was as if the universe had conspired to bring him to my doorstep, to make tangible the whispers of my heart, My search had finally ended with him.

What the hell was happening to me?! I was so entranced, so utterly absorbed in scanning every inch of his perfection, that reality seemed to fade away. But before I could snap back to my senses, I felt the harsh jolt of gravity as he released his hold over me.

As I landed with a thud, a searing pain shot through my back, and a painful "Aahh..." escaped my lips before I could clutch my back in shock. Time seemed to freeze as I struggled to process what had just happened, my mind reeling in confusion.

"Girana hi tha tho, pakda kyuu? "

(If you wanted me to fall, why did you catch me? )

I asked, my voice barely above a whisper as I lifted my gaze, my eyes tracing the path from his feet to his face.

But he just continued to pierce me with his intense stare, his gaze was a potent weapon, a piercing arrow that shot straight into my very essence, threatening to extract my soul from its bodily prison, felt like I was drowning in their depths.

I thought he was about to speak, his lips parting slightly, and then his cold, velvety voice caressed my ears, sending shivers down my spine.

"Are you deaf or something like that-"

"Huhh what?? What do you think, Do I look, deaf to you?"

I retaliated with a question of my own, my voice barely above a whisper, but he remained silent, his gaze still locked onto mine like a vice. The air was heavy with tension as we engaged in a silent stare-down, the only sound the ragged rhythm of my breathing.

I tried to break free from his hypnotic hold, to stand up and reclaim my dignity, but my legs betrayed me, a another searing pain shooting through my limb like a lightning bolt.