The Impulsive Soul-Mates

Prologue

Lost in my thoughts I was moving to my room and when suddenly a hand pulled me in to the guest room.

"Manik", I screeched in irritation being so sure it was him.

He twirled me around to pin me against the wall gently and put his hand at the back of my waist so that I don't get hit hard. My immediate reflex action resulted in putting my hand on my tummy to assure if it is fine and as I get my senses back from the sudden jerk I gave a dirty look at him.

"Manik leave me"

He held both my hands captive and came close to me.

"You are coming with me.", Manik told me for the nth time.

"In your dreams. I will never come with you and now just leave me" (trying desperately to jerk his hands off me " If Nanu(maternal grandfather) gets to know who you really are he will not leave you", I tried to threaten him.

"So tell him..what are you waiting for..tell him all you want, you will enjoy right if I get killed by your Nanu(maternal grandfather)... so go ahead..even I have lots to say "He darted back my threat to me with a victorious smirk on his face. I hated that grin of his. I looked away not wanting to see his face. My silence gave him another reason to talk.

"So basically why are you getting married to that joker, when that jerk is fooling around with another girl??"

"He has a name let me remind you ..Dhruv Patel and anything relating to him is none of your bloody business. "I told him clenching my teeth.

"You are absolutely right.. But everything relating to you is my bloody business", he mimicked my tone.

I tried to look away from him but just couldn't. He came close to me and whispered in my ears.

"You look very hot in this attire."

I was wearing a golden yellow heavily embroidered lehenga choli(traditional Indian wear with a skirt and blouse and a long drape) for my Sangeet(Music function for marriage) but he remarked as if I was standing in a swim wear in front of him. I would have done the honors of killing him only if my hands were free.

He looked at me intently and I found myself getting captivated in his gaze and forgot my struggle to free myself. I never understood why I let him affect me so much.

"Ouch!!", I shrieked when I felt my stomach twinge a little. He immediately slid his right hand under my dupatta(a long piece of cloth used as a drape) to feel my bare tummy and caressed it with utmost care and half cupped my face with his left hand.

"Are you okay?? Is there something wrong?? Should I call the doctor??", He said in such a caring tone that it horrified me.

Does he know?? But how is it possible?? I bit my lower lip unable to figure out the reason for his concern. I couldn't let him take over me so I used both my hands and pushed him away from me.

"I can never be.. so far you are around me and now don't you ever dare come close to me". I had already put myself at a safe place away from him.

"So I still affect you.", his lips has stretched enough to flash his teeth out. He was purposely grinning at his victory.

There is no point in arguing with this moron, I thought as I stormed out of the room.

I tried calming myself down but how could I? My life was a complete mess. Firstly I was pregnant. Secondly I was going to marry someone who was not the father of my child and also who was in love with another girl and finally my love who had given me all the possible reasons to hate him.