The Fairytale I never Dream Of : A Rikara Story [ ✔ ]

Chapter : 12

"She: A Ring is a promise that you make to protect and cherish me forever..

He: The ring is the shackle that will cage your heart to me forever.. "

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Gauri started gasping for dear air as soon as they parted, while Omkara was taking erratic but deep breaths, brushing his long fingers over her little fists that clutched his shirt in white-knuckle grip.

'I really feel like slapping you hard', gasp, 'but this was', gasp, 'amazing!!',
Gauri exclaimed breathlessly.

'Is that so?', he tilted his head to a side and gave off a smug look.

'I.. Uh..', she looked up at him, her face flushed and lips pressed in a thin line,
'I like this RomanticKara more than ViolentKara.'

Omkara's black orbs turned fiery in rage all of a sudden, 'Jaan, exactly how many nicknames are you going to attribute me?', suddenly his grip on her hair became painfully tight, 'don't you know how embarrassing they are for me, my image?'

'First you steal my first kiss, and then all you care is your bloody image??', Gauri wanted to strangle this man to death.

She promised herself that she would never be deceived by his devilishly good looks or his temporary uplift of mood.. But no, she just behaved as a horny school kid!!

'Watch your mouth Jaan', he gripped her chin forcefully, 'curse words neither suit your pretty little mouth nor I want to hear them from my soon to be wife.'

'I'm definitely not marrying you, Mr. DevilKara Singh Oberoi!!', Gauri gritted her teeth.

'Don't test my patience Jaan', Omkara gave her a warning glare.

Gauri pushed him away with all the might she could muster, 'Or what?? What can you do, you psycho? Will you kill me? Then kill me. Kill me!!', she took his hand and placed over the column of her throat, 'for once I really was fooled by your sweet behaviour, but you know what? You are a dog who can never get his tail straightened.. ', she removed his numb hand from her throat and pulled him down by clutching his shirt collar, 'let me tell you a secret. I really lust you. You just don't know the effect you have over this filthy treacherous body of mine. But you said you are an artist, right? Bhavya told me that you write some bunch of intense shayaris too! Then you must know that desire and love are two concepts who run parallel, but miles apart? That's exactly what I feel. I will lust you forever, but I will never love you for who you are, Never! Ever!', she crossed her hands over her chest, glaring at him.

'Tsk.. Tsk.. Tsk.. Silly girl! Why do you do such things and ruin our moments?', his mood changed again, his cute complaining pout and puppy eyes were striking at some weird strings of her heart.. Nah!! She shook her head and faced away from him.