The Painter's Barrage

The Painter's Barrage

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A painter is confronted to his dark past while she tried to complete one last painting, just for her.
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"Why are you having my painting in your room?" I asked shifting my gaze a little from the beautiful painting of me, towards him who was standing behind me with his hands in his pockets before looking back at the sketch. I could feel his breath on my neck as he was standing closer to me. "Because, I didn't want to feel alone and you, keep me sane." He husked in my ear making goosebumps erupt on my skin. I turned a little and looked up at him craning my neck, to look at him who was already looking at me with so much of love and adoration as if I was the only one in this world. "When did you draw this?" I asked in a low voice taking a step back while he stepped forward. My back hit the table and he placed his hands on both sides of the table caging me in between. His eyes bored into mine making my breath hitch. "Seven years back," He replied dropping his head on my shoulder and turning sideways snuggling into my neck. His one hand reached my nape pulling me closer to him. "That was the first time I saw you," He said huskily kissing my neck and my cheeks turned hot while knots formed in my stomach. This is another secret of Arnav, but the sweetest of all till now. ***************************************************************************************** His life was filled with darkness and hers was not better. His friends became his family as he never got the love of his family after his parents died, while her family became her friends as she never had friends. But still, they felt incomplete. He wanted someone to call his family, while she craved someone to share everything that she couldn't share with anyone, including her family. He was not any prince, but the mafia king, and the CEO of his empire, the Rajvanshi Group of companies while she was a mere middle-class girl with lots of dreams and a pure heart. His world changed when his eyes fell on her but she was unaware of his existence until he decided to show up and change her life once and forever.

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