Will the ex-lovers Amrit and Veer ever get back together? Will the secret crush Randhir and Radhika ever confess their feelings to each other? And will the boy Anirudh ever be able to express his feelings to the girl Nivedita? To find out, we must d...
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Randhir lay restless in his bed, drifting into a vivid dream, one he never expected. In this dream, Radhika, the girl who loved him deeply but whom he despised, appeared in front of him. Despite his real-world feelings, here he found himself inexplicably drawn to her.
They were in a dimly lit room, the air thick with tension. Randhir, eyes burning with desire, suddenly pushed her against the wall. Radhika gasped softly, her eyes widening in surprise, but she didn't resist. Instead, she felt a strange mix of nervousness and excitement. His hands traced her arms, pinning her gently but firmly as he leaned closer.
"Kya kar rahe ho, Randhir?" she whispered, her voice shaky, torn between wanting to stop and wanting more.
"Chup bilkul," he muttered huskily, his breath hot against her ear. "Mujhe rokhne ki koshish bhi mat karna."
Without warning, he kissed her back, hard and urgent, moving her away from the wall. He pulled her back in front of him, his lips now brushing her shoulders, then her neck. Radhika's breath hitched as he kissed her skin softly, yet with an intensity that made her weak in the knees.
Her head fell back, moving side to side as his lips found a sensitive spot on her neck, leaving a hickey that sent a shiver down her spine. She gently placed her hand on the back of his neck, pushing him ever so slightly.
"R... Randhir, bas karo," she whispered, her words betraying her struggle. But the other part of her couldn't let him stop, her body instinctively pulling him closer.
Randhir, sensing her hesitation yet knowing she didn't really want him to stop, smirked. "Chhodo, Radhika. Tumhe bhi pata hai, tumhe yeh sab pasand aa raha hai."
He took her leg and wrapped it around his waist, drawing her in even closer. His lips returned to hers, kissing her deeply while occasionally trailing back down to her neck. Radhika's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment and shyness. She moaned softly, his name slipping from her lips. "Randhir..."
"Haan, bolo Radhika. Tumhari awaaz sunke toh aur bhi maza aa raha hai," he teased, his voice laced with dirty talk that made her heart race.
She tried to fight back the embarrassment, but his words were stirring something deep inside her. "Tum... tum bohot bure ho, Randhir," she breathed out.
"Main bura hoon, lekin tum yeh bura bura pasand karti ho," he whispered in her ear, his voice low and filled with a wicked charm.
Radhika couldn't help but surrender to the moment, despite the storm of emotions raging within her.
Randhir jolted awake, his heart pounding and beads of sweat on his forehead. He blinked rapidly, disoriented by the vividness of the dream he just had. As his eyes adjusted to the room, he noticed his elder brother, Veer, standing by the mirror, buttoning his shirt and getting ready for office.
