23. Ishq- A fire 🔥

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Ishq h vo ehsaas

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Ishq h vo ehsaas...Ishq h vo jazbaat
Badal de jo duniya...badal de jo duniya.

His eyes were challenging me. He has given me a choice.

He smirked when my eyes didn't look down.

"Good choice " he whispered and stood up from bed to go from there when I held his index finger.

Don't know why I was feeling so desperate to see his wounds. Maybe I wanted to see how badly I hurted him.
He didn't even winced in pain even for a second when those arrows hit him.

I lower my eyes while looking at his chest giving him the answer. Not getting any reply from him, i raised my head to see his jaw was clenched.

"Get out " he said in firm voice.

I shivered noticing anger in his tone. He wasn't looking happy. But i was feeling that if I let him go away from there at that time, maybe I will really never been able to go near him again. He misunderstood , because of me only.

Because I said that I have rituraj in my heart.

"You can't go back on your words. Let me see them " i whispered while fisting his finger "arya..."

As soon he heared it, I saw him taking a deep breath. He inspect my eyes one more time before sitting on the bed.

"Come here " he patted the space in front of him. I looked him confused.

"Do it yourself" he ordered making me looking him surprised "if you want to see, strip me by yourself "

How will I undress him ? My heart pounded in chest. I bite my already wounded lips feeling strange taste in my mouth.

But I can't go back now.

I moved on my knees to sit in front of him. My hands moved towards button of his kurta. As my fingers delicately trace the fabric a sense of closeness washes over me accompained by gentle flutter in my stomach. I was feeling anticipation and timidness when my fingers touched the metal of button.

I opened the first button to see some glimpse of his skin. Suddenly i realized what I was doing. A person's scar is reminder to him of all the deeds that happened in the past.

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