Dream and Destiny:The Saga of Love, Faith and Betrayal. *Editing*

Chapter Eighteen

At 9 pm sharp, sanyukta heard her door bell ring and she wished that moment would fly away fast and she could wake up thinking that it was all a fucking dream, but it wasn't as she heard the door bell ring again. The third time she heard the door bell ring, she was there at the door, trying hard to breathe and act normal, she gulped in trying to calm herself down and opened the door before the doorbell rang for the fourth time.

Sanyukta opened the door for randhir, and when they stood face to face, sanyukta felt his eyes all over her body and felt a sudden urge to run away and hide herself somewhere, where randhir couldn't find her. Randhir looked at her, top to bottom, with his gaze piercing her body and noticed her trying to cover her bare thighs pulling the tank top down. A silly smile spread on his lips and he wondered why. But he immediately stopped himself smiling as he remembered the reason why he was there.

"Co-come in" she stammered and stepped aside giving him the way. Randhir entered in and walked straight to her bedroom. Sanyukta closed the door, and walked behind him a moment later. The moment sanyukta walked in her bed room and closed the bedroom door, she felt him gripping her nape and turning her around. He dragged her closer that his breathe tickled her lips; his grip was hard that she winced in pain, holding her nape, just placing her palm on his'.

"Get ready to see the worst of your life Sanyukta" he gave her an evil smirk, she smiled at him. She closed her eyes as she felt randhir's arm round her slender waist, gripping her hard. He dragged her closer that her lithe body collided with his perfectly chiseled torso, and she felt a wave of impulses travelling through her spine. Her breathe turned heavy as he pulled her sleeve down and began to nibble her bare shoulder. He stretched the strap of her lingerie and left it that the elastic retracted back and hurt her shoulder. She winced, with that he tightened his grip on her waist and crushed her in his arms that she suddenly felt breathless. He had his face buried in the crook of her neck nipping the skin along her neck, down to her shoulder, at a point, he bit her hard, that she pushed him back, unable to withstand the sharp pain.

They both distanced themselves. Forcefully though. Sanyukta was panting, caressing the hurt skin on her bare shoulder; it burnt as she touched it. "Beast!" she gritted, he smirked, and pushed her back, that her back hit the wall... Hard. It hurt her. She writhed in pain, holding her back, but before she could react she found herself locked in randhir's burly arms.

"Yes I am! A beast! But you aren't any beauty" he winked wickedly pinning her wrists to wall; he was wild, like an animal. He don't want to make love to her, all he wanted was to be harsh on her, to hurt her, physically and mentally, marring her confidence and tampering her guts and attitude. But randhir was not that strong as he thought. And sanyukta was not that weak as he thought.

When pinned to wall, randhir slipped his hands under her tank top squeezing her bare waist. It pained her. He ignored her and began to nuzzle her neck, down to her cleavage. Sanyukta now was too numb to feel the pain cause she was too busy feeling him. She wrapped her arms round his frame and moaned his name out. The moment she moaned his name, something struck his mind. He slowed down and retracted her head back to the crook of her neck. As he began to plant wet kisses there, slowly at snail pace. Sanyukta dug her nails deep into his back, moaning hard.

More of her voice was just soothing the beast in him and wakening the man in him, rather say that 5 year old kid whom she met, in him. He suddenly felt the familiarity in her voice, in her touch. He was confused again, regardless of his trails to be harsh on her, he turned slow and soft towards her. He wondered what actually was going; he just stopped kissing when her warm tears dribbled down her cheeks, making way to his shoulder.

He looked up staggered, at her and their eyes met, the same tears again...! God... why this girl is having an impact on me insomuch — he wondered. Stop crying — he wanted to tell her, but something inside him stopped. With every tear drop that rolled, he felt that invincible urge to hold her tight and calm her down but not even a word came out of his mouth. He just left her and she, like a fragile helpless soul, collapsed down on to the floor. The moment she collapsed down to floor, the photo frame hanging on the wall caught his sight. The photograph has renuka and harsh with two 5 year old kids standing in between wrapping each other's arms around the other's shoulders

His memories were vague and buried. That photograph had just excavated those memories and refreshed them! "This is me!" randhir widened his orbs in astonishment and shock. He looked down and found sanyukta sitting down on floor with her head hung low, sobbing softly. "And the girl beside you is me rain-deer" she muttered between her sobs. Randhir barely could hear it.

He looked up and found a rack beside her bed; in the rack were the batman toy watch, a plain white hanky with "r" embroidered elegantly at a corner. Each and every thing in her room was now stifling him with memories, which were trying to resurrect, his head began to hurt, but still, he wasn't going to give up on it now.

He looked at the toy watch and it's like a big realization had hit him. He still had the collection of those bat man toys his dad would gift him every year for his birthday but the batman toy watch which his dad gave him for his 5th birthday was missing from his collection and it was the same batman toy watch here in sanyukta's room.

Tears formed layer in his eyes, he looked down at sanyukta wondering that the same little girl in scruffy frock, in that orphanage back at shimla had came all this way along ruling the corporate world.

"san-yuck-tha" he stuck his tongue out, there was a mixed expression of tears, shock, surprise, happiness, sadness and guilty too. Sanyukta looked up and stood up, "yes! Yes rain-deer! Am the same "san-yuck-tha" that played hide-n-seek with you," she took a forward step that randhir took a backward step

"The same little girl that cut the cake with you on OUR birthday" she took another forward step and randhir took another backward step.

"The same little girl whom you warned 'no one rejects randhir singh shekawat's gifts'. The same little girl to whom you said proudly your name "randhir singh shekawat, class one, roll no one. Rank one"" tears were now rolling down both their eyes, sanyukta kept on taking forward steps whilst randhir continued to take backward steps.

"The same little girl whom you teased as 'san-yuck-tha'. The same little girl whom you gifted your bat man toy watch. The same little girl whom you had kissed first ever in your life!" she took a one final forward step, and randhir took one final backward step that his back hit her bedroom door. She placed her arms on the door thus locking him and said. "look at me" he looked up and the next moment she pressed her lips tight on his' the next moment, he reciprocated her by sucking her lower lip, sanyukta forcefully pulled back and slapped him tight across his face, randhir was taken aback at her audacity.

"Don't you dare kiss me back. Only I have right. To kiss you. But you don't have that right to kiss me back. Samjhi? Cause only I love you and you don't even remember me bloody hell." she said and crashed her lips on his' after a minute long one side kiss she pulled back and said "Guess what? I agreed to you deeds for of my good randhir. If you get what you want, that is a night with me; you'll stop playing your foul plays, even if you don't, at least I get to remember you who I am. Even if that too didn't happen, I'd be glad that I lost my virginity to the guy I loved all my life. But, it's great that you remembered me!" she stepped back and he stepped forward.

"Know what randhir.? I love you randhir. But you don't deserve me idiot!"She pulled the door open and showed him the way, he hadn't said a word, he was already dying with the pain of forgetting her and guilty of behaving that way with her so he just left.