His Fragile Rose. [Completed]

Perishing Flame.

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How's the pic above? I feel like it suits the situation.

Note : I apologize in advance for the chapter, if you face any inconvenience.

A longggggggggggg update again. I deserve a pat for this. Rofl.

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"Perishing in the burning flames,
dying in ashes ~
will she ever bloom?"

_Aastha.

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Aksh Singhania's P.O.V

"Mehak. I'm sorry meri Jaan." I mumbled softly, but my beauty turned the other side, ignoring my words. I smiled at her child like antics.

"My world is angry?" Tucking her black tresses away, I pressed my lips on her earlobe, smiling when she sucked in a deep breath.

"My world won't look at me?" Grazing her lips next with my teeth, I turned her towards my side, but my rose shut her eyes.

"My world won't blossom a smile on her petal like lips?" Bending down, I pecked her petaloid lips, drawing her both lips inside my mouth, for a soft smooch. Looking up, I found a red hue of shyness on her cheeks, spreading on her nose, and ears. My colour of love was reflecting on her glowing face. I gazed awestruck, as her reddening cheeks fascinated me again. Her creamy skin getting a shade of red was a treat to my eyes.