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The next morning, Ishika slowly opened her eyes, feeling a familiar, comforting weight on her chest. As the haze of sleep cleared, she realized that Arjun had wrapped her tightly in his arms, holding her as though he was afraid she might disappear if he let go. The sight of him, so close and vulnerable in his sleep, softened her heart. His face was calm, the usual tension gone, replaced by a serene expression that made her want to stay in this moment forever.
She watched him closely, her gaze filled with a mix of love and lingering frustration. Memories of the previous night played in her mind like a movie on repeat—the side of Arjun she had never seen before, the rawness of their emotions, the intensity of their connection.
As she lay there, Ishika couldn’t help but think, Whatever happened last night proves one thing—neither Arjun nor I were at fault. It was our anger and fear of losing each other that led to all this.
Her hand instinctively moved to his hair, gently stroking the soft strands as she continued to gaze at him. The warmth of his body, the way he held her even in his sleep, soothed some of her anger. Yet, a part of her still held on to the resentment, the feeling that things weren’t entirely resolved.
Suddenly, Arjun’s deep, sleepy voice broke the silence. “If you keep staring at me like that, you won’t be getting out of bed today.”
Ishika jolted slightly, surprised to find him awake. She quickly pulled her hand away from his head, but Arjun caught her wrist and placed it back on his hair, his eyes still closed as he murmured, “Still mad at me?”
Ishika didn’t respond, her gaze shifting away from him, unable to hide the conflict in her emotions.
Arjun sighed deeply, sensing her hesitation. Without another word, he shifted in the bed and, in one smooth motion, scooped her up in his arms. Ishika gasped, her arms instinctively wrapping around his neck as he carried her to the bathroom.
After taking a shower together, they emerged, wrapped in towels, the tension between them still hanging in the air like a dense fog. Arjun, with his hair still damp, sat her down on the bed and grabbed his phone to order breakfast.
Ishika watches Arjun from the side as he talks on the phone with Shiv. She gets up from the bed and takes out her clothes from the suitcase.
On the phone, Arjun says, "Did you find out where Niharika is and what she's planning?"
“She’s at home, not doing much,” Shiv replied.
“Pull up all the details on the names I gave you and send them to me,” Arjun instructed, his voice carrying the weight of someone preparing for battle.
Shiv’s response was eager. “Okay, boss.”
Arjun glanced at Ishika, who had walked towards the bathroom, still ignoring him. He ended the call, saying, “Alright, I’ll talk to you later. I need to make things right with your sister-in-law.”
Shiv’s chuckle was audible even from a distance. “Yeah, that’s more important. All the best.”
Moments later, Ishika emerged, dressed and ready, only to find Arjun still lounging in his towel, now arranging breakfast on the bed.
“Ishi, come and have breakfast. It’s your favorite,” he coaxed, holding out a plate with her most loved dishes.
Her mouth watered at the sight, but her stubbornness held her back. “No… I’m not hungry,” she replied, her voice laced with defiance as she moved to the sofa and turned on the TV.
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HIS NEED : ISHIKA The Story of Obsession and Revenge
Romance"Ishika," Arjun began softly, his voice filled with warmth and affection, "being here with you feels like a dream." Ishika turned to him, her eyes sparkling with love and admiration. "It's magical, isn't it?" she replied, her voice barely above a wh...
