Few hours later the ceremony is already started as Jennifer walks Naihal down along all the other brides. There is a huge smile on her face as Naihal clutches her hand giddily going up the stage. The whole place is decorated with flowers, garlands - All different colors making the venue look like one of her sets from the show. Only now it is real and more beautiful.
Her eyes look for him and after sitting Naihal beside Aniruddh she walks standing beside him.
He tilts a little touching their hips together before throwing a quick smile at her which she returns.
The ritual starts as Naihal and Aniruddh perform while all the guests are watching.
She feels his fingers encircling her and her eyes go wide looking at others, hoping no one sees it. No one knows about them, except Naihal know one does and she would like to keep it that way. It will be more easy and less complicated then it already is.
She gives him the big eyes trying to remove her hand from him only for his hold to tightened and before she knows it, he is pulling her down pushing few relatives aside with a polite smile on his face.
She whispers "Harshad!" trying to stop him looking quickly everywhere, hoping no one sees them as she is dragged up the long stairs into her bedroom which is the first room right at the end of the stairs.
He opens the door pulling her in and the closes it, pushing her back to wall as he breathes heavily with all the running.
Jennifer is shocked, surprised and little bit unsure of his behavior as she tries to remove his fingers from her wrist that is still in his hold, his fingers having a firm grip on hers
"What are you-Harshad! People would be watching for me."
She says breathing equally loudly quiet frazzled but he only smiles at her, bending down to meet her eyes, his one hand on the door above her head as he replies "No one is watching you. Except me."
"There is a wedding going outsi-" she tries to reason only for him to sush her, his finger on her lips making her breathe to stop all together as he says "And it's Naihal's. So everyone is busy with them."
"Harshad! Chalo chodho mujhe-" she tries to get away knowing what he wants, can read him like a book, can see his eyes shining with a hint of desire and something else, the only thought in the forefront of her mind is someone knowing about them.
But Harshad on the other hand is not having it as he jerks her, stops her as she tries to remove his fingers from her wrist making her look at him, her innocent eyes doing things to him. And he cannot even say how fucking that innocent look of this woman makes him feel, how it sends his insides on fire and he breathes "Nahi. Tum itni sundar lag rahi ho. Nahi chodunga"
"Seriously Harshad" she gives him stern eyes challenging him as her heart beats at his compliment for her, her cheeks coloring, never imagined he would ever say these words to her, stand so close to her, drag her up to be with her.
Harshad smirks, watching the colors of her eyes change, his face moving closer as he replies "I am serious Jennifer"
He brushes her nose with his, remembering how pretty she had looked earlier in the bed, his eyes moving towards the hickey he had generously placed on her neck. He mutters eyeing it "You have been away for far too long"
"I just saw you early in themorning when we were in bed??" she retroats smiling at him sarcastically before continuing "Incase you forgot"
"And I would visit that again."
His reply is quick without a beat wasted as his eyes lock on hers and she can feel every touch of his even now
He presses his thumb on the hickey making her hiss closing her eyes and he groans, her reaction sending pleasure through him "God you look so fucking beautiful. I bet you look more-"
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Bepannah | Jenshad
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