Kissing Armaan was a very different feeling..it was nothing I had ever felt before.. yea, it was not my first kiss but it felt like it..it took me a few seconds to register what was going on..yet before my mind could process things I started kissing him back..it wasn't a lustful one. It was a one filled of love? Maybe.
it was fascinating..i felt I was on cloud nine.. I stopped for a second thinking maybe this is a dream and I am high thus imagining things..maybe my brain is working on its own accord..oh lord! Even if it was just a dream maybe..i was enjoying every second of it and would never want it to end..
I pulled away blushing.. Armaan cupped my face in his hands and touched his forehead to mine.
"I missed you, butterfly"he whispered "and I know I hurt you"
That caused me to step back from him...my eyes started watering remembering the memories...
Armaan stepped ahead and engulfed me in a hug. I rested my head on his shoulder and sobbed...he went on flowing his fingers through my hair..
"come on don't cry"he said in croacked voice. he pulled away slowly and wiped my eyes through the sleeves of his long shirt.
"Asmaara, butterfly can you come with me somewhere?" he asked in a very low soothing voice..
I nodded smiling lightly..
He hugged me again quite tightly like I would slip away if he loosened and pulling away kissed my forehead.
He was about to leave when I caught hold of his wrist.
"hmm?" he asked turning around..
"what about mayank, armaan?" I asked in a low voice.
"what about him,butterfly?" he asked in low voice.
"I am kinda married to him" I said in a tiny voice looking at my intertwined fingers..
"you are so innocent butterfly" he said with a laugh..
"what do you mean?" that was shocking.
"come ill tell you" he took my hands in his.
We walked out of that lighthouse and walked along the beach till we came near a house..it was two storied one. A magnificent house..it had a small garden on the side..it was just a minutes walk from the beach. It was dimly lit by the lamp posts that guarded its four corners. The guards around there saluted Armaan.
"what you own it now?" I whispered in an awe.
"ofcourse I do butterfly.. don't you know I am Armaan Pratap..
"oh please..dont start again mr.sisodhia." I cut him in between and said with a laugh.
"ouch you me, beautiful lady" he caught his chest in his hands and let a painful squeal.
I couldn't help but laugh..
"come lets get you inside. It's quite cold around here" he sounded concerned.
If the exterior was magnificent then the interior left me without words.
There was a fireplace at the left corner with a couch infront of it. the other side of the room consisted of a large brown sofa set and a led fit on the wall..in the middle was a spiral staircase that led above.
"come here" he took me to the fireplace. Sitting on the couch, he pulled me next to him.
"Asmaara I want you to know quite a things.." he looked into my eyes,with utter seriousness.
I nooded.
"its about Mayank. that bastard is not off to some business meeting.. he is out with....Ashraina" his eyes held guit.
I was beyond shocked.. he took out his cellphone and tapped on it.. he forwarded his phone towards me..it was a picture..a picture of Mayank...and Ashraina kissing.....
I was beyond shocked... I was shocked..i did feel bad.. but there was no anger..no possessiveness...no hatred towards Mayank.. I felt bad since it was my ego that got hurt here..i never thought someone could betray me.. a very traitorous thought but I guess every human things the same way... I felt everything but love..i didn't feel that heart shattering pain..i just went numb..
"What is this Armaan? Then why did he marry me?" I uttered slowly still swallowing this news.
"Asmaara.. Mayank always loved Ashraina.. always.. it was time that Ashraina realized her love too..i am not angry on them.. I am happy on them.. and as for why he married you..he married you because marrying you was the most profited thing that could happen to the Maheshwaris.. after that video went viral..the only way to save the company was marrying and moreover you are the CM's daughter. Marrying you would shower more light on their company, they would prosper way more then..and Mayank knew you were not that easy a catch..so maybe he pretended to be in love with you, butterfly. " he grimaced.
"i wont lie to you Asmaara, I loved Ashraina..i loved her with my everything..i loved her a lot..back then.. but now I don't feel a thing..that night when she returned in my life..and kissed me..i felt nothing..nothing..all I could see was your crying face.. I am happy for them..i really am..you know why? Because I LOVE YOU, ASMAARA".
"Tu jo nahi to aise piya hum...
Jaise soona angnaa...
Naina tehaari raah nihare...
Nainan ko tarsao na...
Pyaar tumhe kitna karte hai
Tum ye samajh nahi paaoge...
Jab hum na honge to peeharwa...
Bolo kya tab aaoge?"-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
finally i updated..phew!! i hope its upto the mark..sorry for the wait..u might find this chapter a bit sentimental..i m pmsing..very depressed quite naturally...
i was listening to "Mora Saiyaan Mose Bole Na" by Shafqat Amanat Ali on repeat while writing this chapter..an awesome song..you must check it out..and reviews please!! :*
-Aana x
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