Vishrut POV
I shouldn't have done that. How can I? I love her, how can I strangle her? even if it's just for 10 seconds, even if it's just to make her understand how you were feeling You did wrong Vishrut, and you have to apologize.
I have been trying to meet her the next moment she left the pool after my 'other's wife' confession since yesterday night. I have to talk it out and apologize. Today is Haldi and Sangeet, and the day following tomorrow is the Wedding.
She is wearing a Yellow saree with simple yellow metal earrings, and all her styling is done with flowers. she looks so beautiful, like nature, and her smile is the sun. One after the other everyone is applying haldi for both of them in a sequence. Now it's my turn I applied to Vikram first, who had a pitiful look on his face.
"Meet me in the hallway in 10", I said while applying to Adaa. I moved from there not even giving the chance to disagree.I pulled her with me into her room and locked the door. I slowly moved my hand that was cupping her mouth to muffle her scream in case she did scream. pinning her to the wall I stood before her, I closed my eyes and took a long breath. After I opened my eyes they looked directly into hers and my mouth started to speak but my eyes with hers,
"I am so sorry, Adaa. I shouldn't have done that yesterday. I did get how to explain my struggle to you. No matter how much I try we always end up at the words I said a year ago.", my voice out so constricted like someone trying to choke me, tears rolled down her eyes reaching her cheeks. wiping them I continued.
"Don't our happy moments mean nothing? hamare beech jo hai uska koyi matlab nahi ki tum unn sabko chodkar bus mere ek lafz me atak gaye ho? mujhe tum jante ho na toh deko mere aakhome, tujhe pyaar nahi diktha? mein toot gaya hu tere bina,Adaa. ek tumhi ho mujhe savar saktha hai, tumhara pyaar. Ek baat dyan se suno, mein tumse Mohabbat karta hu. agar yee ek hi hai jo tumhe muj par yakeen delasaktha hai tho firse suno. Mein tumse Mohabbat karta hu, sirf tumse aur ye na kabhi badlega. Hum kal lade, roye, bichde tab bhi mein tum se hi Mohabbat karta hu.
(Whatever we had between us does that matter to you? Then why are you stuck in the words I said? You know me right, then look into my eyes, don't they shine with love? I have broken without you Adaa, you are the only one, who can fix me, only your love. Listen to me very carefully I love you, if these are the only words that can make you believe in me then listen again, I love you, only you, and don't forget that even if we fight, cry, shatter tomorrow, then also I only Love you.)"
my tone was gross and barely a whisper from all the crying, her hands were on my hands which were cupping her face.
as if we were pulled into a trance, the air turned hot, and all the Haldi (turmeric paste) on my skin felt cold as my body temperature increased. Her fingers wrapped around my neck and her thumb drew soothing circles on my jawline. My hands travel down to her waist in a painfully slow manner making sure my hand gets every inch of her skin, as goosebumps arise all over her body.
With a jerk, I pulled her to me making every inch of her body touch mine, she fisted my shirt to balance herself.
"Sorry", her eyes were shut tight, and her voice was a mere whisper that only I could hear. Our breathing became erratic, our lips inching closer, and her lips touched my chin. I lowered my face, there was only space left for air to pass. The whole surroundings turned erotic, her hand on my nape making my senses out of control, my hands on her bare waist making her breathless.In a slow passionate way, our lips touched. It felt so different from all other times, there was no rush of hormones but emotions. I nibbled on her lower lip earning a moan, that only intensified my arg to have her all to me. the moment her hands went inside my white shirt I groaned. A gasp left her mouth when I pinched her waist. taking the queue I entered her mouth, our tongues fought for dominance, and her hands went to my chest playing with Aerola. I lost my fight, I gladly enjoy her dominance as we walked to her bed. the kiss turned more intense with each passing second.
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Beyond Words
RomanceTwo broken souls: Adaa and Vishrut They find themselves getting attracted to each other, but neither one is willing to get married and settle. But the situation led to being engaged. Will they be able to survive with only lust, or they will fall i...