'Innocence' a word which is usually used as a synonym for purity of heart, soul and emotions, but for Manik Malhotra it is equated to stupidity. Plain and simple. Stupidity. The world he lives in has no place for such a pristine personality flaw. He has seen enough, felt enough, experienced enough to know that the blackness of the world always seeps into the milky white virginity. Somehow, somewhere there is always a crack, a traitor. From the start he tried to spare his four friends this harsh lesson, but life visited each one of them. One by one. Till they were all painted black. They struggled and clawed to the bottom of their existence till they realized that the black acted as a glue, a strong glue which binds them together. Together, to become the formidable, Fab Five.
Endurance, for some is a positive trait. A characteristic with which you can be the bigger person, a better person. To endure and then get a reward. But all of that is acceptable only up to a specific limit, after that you leave everything behind and say to hell with it. But for Nandini Murthy, there was never a choice. From that fateful incident when she was eight years old she endured it all, to every extent, till she had nothing else to give. Still she gave every ounce of her being to her family, refusing to give in. Facing off against the deadly reality of life, not letting the blackness of it taint the purity of her heart. To taunt it, like a fallen warrior who still struggles back to his feet just to piss off his opponent. One. Last. Time.
Some called it stupidity, she called it grit.
He looked inside through the window and his eyes widened in amazement as he saw her topless and braless. She was standing facing her back to him and evoking wild desires inside him.
He took his handkerchief from his pocket and crept into her room through the window. After snatching the top from her hand, he blindfolded her with his hankie before dragging her towards the bed.
Her heartbeat accelerated. She could feel that he was her man but she wanted to be sure.
She asked, "is it you, baby?"
He pushed her onto the bed and gazed at her perfect slender body with profound desires in his eyes. He hovered her and tied her wrists with his tie to the headboard.
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She had madly and deeply loved him since the moment she understood the meaning of love and could never stop her heart from beating for him since the day she saw him despite knowing that he would never retaliate to her feelings as for him she was only his best friend's sister while for her he was her world.
She was so innocent and pure like holy water, and he was messed up and a monster whom anybody definitely wouldn't like to come across. She had never dated anyone in her entire life because, for her, the love of her life was everything. On the other hand, he never believed in all this. For him, "love" didn't exist; it was all about physical needs.
His mere presence was enough to relieve her pain; he was like oxygen to her, while on the other hand, he didn't even acknowledge her presence.
Her love was so pure and selfless that it could make anyone fall for it because it's not easy to love someone who is forbidden.
But will he ever witness her this unconditional love?
Will he ever love her as purely as she loves him?
Will her one-sided love ever be fulfilled?
If you want to know, then follow the journey of a tempting biker and his secret admirer.
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Story is written by my friend, @mehaklovely