(He leaned towards her ear and said)
TUM BEHAD KHOOBSURAT HO ! ♡
( And then he slightly regain his straight posture , a smile tugging at the corner of his lips)
As she stood before the side of the bed, her gaze fixed on her the wall , his voice whispered a gentle breeze that rustled the leaves of her soul. The soft timbre and tender tone wrapped around her like a warm embrace, and she felt the floor beneath her feet dissolve.
She turned, her movement as fluid as a summer breeze, and her eyes met his. The room around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, suspended in a sea of unspoken understanding. His voice had bridged the distance between them, speaking directly to her heart, and she knew in that instant that nothing would ever be the same again.
Do nain tere do nain mere...
Jab mile toh milke chaar huye...
Ye apni apni kismat hai...
Do jeet gaye , do haar gaye!
"As their gazes met, her honey-brown eyes melted into his ocean-blue ones, like warm honey pouring into the cool, vast sea. The sweetness of her gaze was enveloped by the depth of his, creating a harmonious balance that left them both breathless."
As he gazes at her, he's not only taking in the beauty of her face but also the transformation of her hair, which has become a symbol of growth, change, and the passage of time. The long, flowing locks framing her face seem to whisper stories of the years they spent apart, of the experiences that shaped her into the person she is today.
The way he looks at her, with a mix of wonder, nostalgia, and admiration, speaks volumes about the depth of their connection. It's as if he's relearning her, rediscovering the girl he once knew, and falling for the woman she has become.
.✒️.🖤.
Vindictive words of your beloved hurts the most. At first you are taken aback. You won't believe its from them. It cause unbearable pain at first but pain doesn't lessen in second, third and so on time. As the time passes intensity of the pain increased and at one point either you completely succumbed or became immune to every emotion.
This is story of Vindictive Akshay and headstrong Smita.
"I'll do as I please. Who are you to stop me? "Anger radiating from each cell of Smita. Her eyes were shooting daggers and pupils dilated.Nostrils were flared, muscles clenched and fist is ready to hit him.
" Ah my feisty princess is back. "he remarks.
" I am not yours infact I never was. "she snapped.
He took calculative steps towards her and holds her waist tightly with one hand.
" What are you doing?" Smita struggles in his arms. She moved her hands vigorously to free herself from his grip but no avail his grip tightened on her waist. He pulled her towards him. Her breast were touching his bare torso. Her each movement now igniting raw passion and desire. Her breath became uneven and her struggle subsides.Its good for her as her efforts is sterile in compare to his strength. His hand touched her neck and stopped at her chin. He lifts her chin and looked directly into her eyes.
"kiss me. "he ordered her.
His words felt like venom. It felt like someone pour molten lava in her ears. She tries to push him away but his grip strengthens.
"You will kiss me today sweetheart. "his words ran shivers in her spine.
" please "came a whisper from her.
" You can leave AFTER KISSING ME" his emphasise words broke her hope.
She stands on her tip toes, hold his face in her hands and placed her lips on his. His hand caressed her hairs and pulled her closer. He took all she have. When they were breathless he broke the kiss.
"Forever mine, all mine, mine only . "he remarked.
"Never yours."
English is not my first language so you may witness grammatical errors.