𝑲𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒉: 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 | 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 | 𝟏𝟖+

𝟓𝟎.

RANVIJAY

Half of the day passed, and I was still staring at her face, hoping she would open her eyes. Anger erupted further in my veins at the sight of the raw, reddened skin where the steel chain had dug into her wrists.

I gently grabbed her hand, ensuring my touch wouldn't hurt her, and kissed her scars. I did it so gently, just a bare press of my lips. She looked so weak. Seems like she hadn't eaten well in the past few days. What can I expect from a kidnapper?

Only I knew how stubborn she was. If she didn't want to eat a single bite, no one except me had the courage to force her to eat. Of course, I'm not anyone. I'm her, Ran.

I was disheartened to note she had several cuts and bruises of her own. I was in the hospital, but still no doctor could cure my heartache except her. With my thumb, I gently caressed her lower lips. This moment reminded me of the night I had spent in medical camp when I saved her from local goons in Manikaran.

That day, I'd spent the whole night sitting next to her because she wasn't ready to leave my index finger. Half smile tucked on my lips when I lowered my eyes, only to see her fingers still gripped with mine.

One thing I noticed about her so far, she could feel me anywhere. My heart thumped whenever she surrendered to my touch. I leaned forward and tugged my head on her pillow so I could watch her from mere inches away.

My one hand was still in her clutch, while the other was pinned over her head, caressing her hair. When I first met her in gulf, not first, technically it was our second encounter. I still remember how I ducked behind the tree, with a view of her and stood in the shadows.

That night, I couldn't sleep as my head was filled with her thoughts. Her thin voice was something I wanted to shut down. So annoying!
But her eyes were something I wanted to see until I died. So gorgeous! 

Can we go to Manikaran again?

"I want to explore Manikaran again with you," I whispered. She doesn't know yet that I have built a new home in Manikaran with the texture of her taste. Not a big one but small, just for the two of us and then our kids. I know my future plans were too far away.

I moved my lips forward a fraction of an inch. I had no control over me, like her lips were dragging me, forcing me, and begging me to suck them.

I've never loved you, Ranvijay. My jaw tightened. I stopped and curled up my lips inside my mouth before I could touch her rose-petal lips.

"Why don't you love me?"

"If I crave someone's love, it's you. If I want someone desperately, it's you. Only you. Forever you," I said against her skin, resisting myself from kissing her. How much pain do I still have to endure?

Hell, I couldn't stop a part of me from being mad for her. I'd never liked to be in control. But fuck, I didn't care how much she had control over me. After a beat, I felt a flick movement in her body.

Finally, she woke up. I think so. I wasn't sure, as her eyes were still shut. "Jaan," I softened my voice. She didn't like my angry voice. I traced her jaw with my finger. "Open those blue eyes"

I kissed her forehead. "Open them for me, please" I heard the heavy sigh. She squeezed her eyes until her brows were drawn together.

"Stop!" She blew out harsh breath. Sweat popped up over her forehead. "Stop! Please!" Stark terror soaked her voice. "Don't touch me! Ran! Save me"

My eyes widened. I cupped her face before saying, "Kashish, are you okay?" She twisted on the bed, her face pale. I didn't flicker my eyes from her face, but yet I could feel her tight grip on my hand.
"Please stop!"
"Raaje! Listen"