Abhimaan
As I stood in the kitchen preparing breakfast for both myself and Tiya, the smell of sizzling batter filled the air. I was flipping pancakes when I noticed Tiya out of the corner of my eye. She was moving quietly and deliberately, attempting to sneak out of the room with a mischievous glint in her eye. I couldn't help but pause for a moment, intrigued by her playful antics as she darted away.
She thinks she can leave me? Oh how wrong she is to do so.
Just as she was about to reach the door I go and kinda back hug her, wrapping my arms around her i lift her off the ground and push her against a wall and whisper
"Where do you think you're going Rani sa?"
As I hold her in place, her body relaxes into mine, and she lets out a soft sigh. I can feel her heartbeat quickening, her chest rising and falling with each breath. My lips brush against her ear, sending shivers down her spine.
She turns her head slightly, her eyes locking onto mine. "I...I was just going home," she stammers.
I tighten my grip, pulling her closer. "Not yet," I murmur, my breath dancing across her skin.
Her eyes sparkle with curiosity, and she leans in, her lips inches from mine. "What do you want from me?" she asks, her voice barely audible.
I pause, my heart pounding in my chest. What do I want from her? "Everything."
"I don't have anything to give you" she says her voice just an audible whisper.
I tilt her chin towards me and force her look at me "look at me"
Her eyes meet mine for a really long moment and we continue to stare at each other.
The air is charged with tension as our gazes lock. Her eyes, like pools of shimmering silk, reflect a mix of vulnerability and longing. I hold her chin gently, my thumb tracing the curve of her jaw.
"What do you mean you don't have anything to give?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.
Her eyelids flutter, and for a moment, I worry she'll look away. But she doesn't. She holds my gaze, her eyes searching mine.
"I mean...I don't have anything to offer," she says, her voice still barely audible. "Nothing, Just...me."
My heart swells with emotion. I lean in, my face inches from hers.
"That's all I want," I whisper, my breath dancing across her lips. "Just you."
Our lips brush, a soft, gentle touch. The world around us melts away, leaving only the two of us, suspended in this moment.
"You're already giving me everything," I continue, my voice filled with conviction. "Your smile, your laughter, your tears...they're all gifts to me."
Her eyes well up with tears, and I wipe them away with my thumbs.
"Look at me," I repeat, my voice filled with emotion. "See yourself through my eyes. You're precious, worthy, and loved."
"I can't, he had touched me, Abhi he had... I just can't" and I killed him for that.
"Please let me go, I need time to.. process things"
"And what about me?"
"What about you?"
Don't I need you? I want to say but I don't.
"Nothing. Leave" I say because if she doesn't leave now I don't think I can let her leave if she stayed for another minute.
"Leave." I say louder than before while pinching the bridge of my nose.
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RomanceABHIMAAN SINGH RATHORE "She was mine the moment I saw her, she just needs to realise it." The 'emotionless' King of Rajasthan. He's always searched for her in the wrong places, but when he finally stumbles upon her by chance, there's no way he's l...
