He pecked my forehead and attached our forehead we were breathing heavily due to the ferocious kiss we have shared and damn god he is good, na! na! -fantastic kisser.
"How many times have you kissed before?"
"Never. Ahana never you are my first and...
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Ishaan stepped onto the stage, his presence commanding the room as he delivered his thank-you speech in all his glory. My eyes couldn’t leave him. So much had changed in the eight years since I last saw him. He was more handsome than I remembered—his beard neatly groomed, his arms now muscular, veins tracing his skin with a new strength. His deep, manly voice could make anyone fall to their knees. He was no longer the shy, introverted Ishaan I once knew. Now, he was the formidable businessman, Ishaan Dey.
Yet, some things remained unchanged—his brown, chocolaty eyes. I still got lost in them, as if they held a secret magic. Even after all these years, my heart raced, the familiar bell ringing inside me. Just looking at him from a distance made me feel like I was floating, like I was in heaven.
I was pulled back to reality when Aaravi shook me gently.
"Where are you lost, bro? I've been talking to you about our next project!" she said, snapping me out of my daze. I was about to ask her more about the project when I heard Ishaan’s voice—calling out to Mahira Khanna.
In that moment, everything hit me like a ton of bricks. My mind flashed back to two years ago when I had decided to go back to him, wanting to understand everything. I had so many questions, so many unresolved thoughts. But in that very moment, as I watched his interaction with her, all those questions found their answer in one single action of his.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I don’t think I could ask for a more perfect moment than this. This isn’t just a celebration of my success."
I watched in stunned silence as he kneeled down and pulled out a ring from his pocket, extending it toward Mahira. The audience erupted into cheers and gasps, but I was frozen in place, my mind a blank. He continued, his voice steady yet full of emotion.
"Mahira, this is your moment. You’ve stood by me through every high and low. I want to seal this bond between us. I want to make you mine. Will you marry me?"
And that was the breaking point for me. Tears began streaming down my face, and my hands trembled uncontrollably. I had sensed something was coming, but I never imagined it would be like this—certainly not in my wildest dreams, let alone my nightmares. In just 20 minutes, my entire world had turned upside down.
