A refugee.
That's how she describes herself.
Amidst a growing career graph, loving sister and doing parents, a few good friends and everything else one would die for, she is not happy.
She seeks refugee in the hills of kasauli.
A break that is goi...
~ There are so many stars in the sky tonight, but only one shines through my heart. And that is, You!~
Nandini looked up, the hue of embarrassment creeping up her cheeks, making her face look like a ripe tomato. Her doe shaped eyes glistened with unshed tears, her heart almost in her mouth as she anticipated his upcoming wrath. Manik Malhotra's uncontrolled temper was not a hidden fact either. And she was very sure that he would lash out at her, and that he might call her names, or a psycho even. She fidgeted with her fingers, turning her back to him, and two small drops peeked out of her waterlines, ready to roll down when a warm touch on her right wrist froze her.
Manik stood at her back, his right hand tracing her right arm, as he slightly leaned to leave a peck on her cheek, and she closed her eyes in bliss. Manik slowly turned her to face him, and she did, but kept her eyes closed.
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" Nandini?", Manik called out softly, and Nandini opened her eyes, which were filled with tears.
" I am sorry. I shouldn't have spiked your drink", she confessed, two fat tears rolled down her eyes, followed by two more and soon her chin was wobbling.
"Yes, you shouldn't have", Manik's voice was firmer than usual, and Nandini could already feel a knot tightening in her chest.
" Because I wanted to devour each curve of your body, I wanted to remember every kiss that you showered me with. But see, I don't remember anything", the words took Nandini by complete astonishment as she looked up in a jerk, to find a teasing smirk on her face. Manik held her arms, and came closer, and without any warning, leaned in to place his lips on her.
His lips felt a little rough over her plump ones, but as her hand travelled up his mane, into his hairs fisting them, and his wrapped around her waist, jerking her body into him, the kiss deepened further as he pushed her onto the bed and hovered over her, without leaving her lips.
Feeling Nandini loosing her breath, Manik left her lips and dived into her neck, his fingers removing the strap down her left shoulder to expose her milky skin to his pleasure. He kissed every inch of the skin, and Nandini drew a sharp breath when his lips rested just a little above her neck line.
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