Anvi's Pov“I’ll leave once I’m okay,” I whispered, my voice shaking. Even as I said the words, a cold dread settled in my chest. The thought of leaving terrified me because I had no one else. Where would I go? What would I do? I had nowhere to turn. My parents had sold me, my fiancé had tried to destroy me, and now here I was, safe, but only for a moment.
Before I could sink deeper into the fear, I felt something soft and warm against my lips. Dhruv. His lips were on mine, and for a second, everything stopped. The fear, the panic, the uncertainty—it all melted away. All I could feel was a sense of safety, of being protected. I didn’t even realize I was kissing him back until I felt him pull away gently.
The warmth lingered, the feeling of his lips still soft on mine, and for a moment, I just stayed there, resting my forehead against his and my eyes closed, savoring the sense of calm he’d brought me. But then, suddenly, reality hit me. My eyes shot open, and I pulled back quickly, my heart racing for a completely different reason now.
He looked at me confused and a little hurt.. “Did you… did you just kiss me?” I asked, my voice unsteady as I stammered. My mind was spinning, trying to make sense of what had just happened. Dhruv looked at me, his expression saddened, and then he glanced down, almost regretfully. “I’m sorry,” he murmured, looking away.
I gulped the lump in my throat..“It’s okay,” I said, trying to hide the emotion and sadness in my voice. “I know it was a mistake.”
But instead of agreeing, Dhruv’s eyes snapped back to mine, and there was something in his gaze—anger, maybe even hurt. “I said I was sorry,” he said, his voice steady but firm. “But I never said it was a mistake.”
My heart skipped a beat. “What do you mean?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper. “I kissed you because I wanted to, Anvi. It wasn’t a damn mistake,” he said, the frustration, clear in his voice. “Why would you think it was a mistake?”
He asked with his rough voice. I looked down, avoiding his gaze. “Because… you have a girlfriend,” I mumbled, feeling a mix of guilt and confusion swirl inside me.
Dhruv blinked, his expression softening for a second before he let out a soft chuckle. “What?” he asked, incredulous. “Anvi, I don’t have a girlfriend.” I looked up, my confusion deepening. “But… the girl I met on my last day at the office? The one you were hugging?”
He chuckled again, shaking his head slightly. “That was my cousin sister,” he said with a smile. “Nishan’s younger sister.” The realization hit me like a wave, and suddenly, I felt a heat creeping up my cheeks. I looked down, biting my lip to hide the embarrassment.
“Oh,” I muttered, feeling utterly foolish. He watched me for a moment, and I could feel his eyes on me as I tried to hide my face. The heat in my cheeks grew stronger. “I thought…” I trailed off, too embarrassed to finish the sentence.
Dhruv leaned in slightly, as held my jaw and lifted my face up. his eyes soft, and there was a hint of amusement in his voice when he said, “You thought wrong, Anvi.”
"Oh" I muttered as there was a teasing gaze on his eyes now.. my eyes again moved towards his lips and I remembered how comforting it felt as I again looked at his eyes... I softly gulped and closed my eyes when I felt him kissing my forehead..
I again opened my eyes slightly disappointed as I didn't feel the warmth of his lips on me anymore.. "and anvi.. that was my first kiss" he muttered as my eyes widened.. "no way.. you are lying" I muttered as he smirked. "I don't lie.. it was really my first kiss.." he gazed at my lips as I slightly blushed...
"Mine too" I didn't stammer.. but I was proud? I don't know why.. but I was. I moved my gaze towards his lips and slightly licked my lips.. "you can kiss me anvi.. you don't need to control yourself so much" he whispered... And I didn't need to think anymore as I softly placed my lips on his and closed my eyes...
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Rekindled Hearts
RomanceDhruv Rana Singh is a billionaire known for his ruthless nature, arrogance, and constant anger. Some say he is very close to a mafia in russia. Everyone's scared of him and his presence. He demands perfection in everything, and even the smallest mis...