'What d-does that mean?', a surge of scepticism rippled through her conscience. 'Are you trying to manipulate me once again to fall into one of your nasty fallacious traps or blindly consider your sweet little lies as validation of your truthfulness?', she whisper yelled trying to control the simmering lava from just exploding out of her soul, ferociously in an unrestrained manner synonymous to a cloudburst, fierce, acrimonious and demolishing.Indistinct but acute, her wrath gingerly invited tranquility in the fleeting hours of twilight. She, in the mean time, actively positioned herself beside the lampshade to obscure her dainty figure from his rigorous astute gaze, watching over her shadow from a fine distance.'Some wise man in history once quoted, women are impossible to understand. I am gradually undertanding his literal intention behind offering this bold statement by barely surviving a month with you, putting my best to avoid conflicts that were bound to happen with your graci
Saanvi retired back inside her chamber, every inch of her body entirely exhausted after waiting for almost an hour inside the vast corridor for that woman to again re-appear however she never returned. The whole incident felt slightly peculiar but nevertheless she laid back on her mattress trying to gain some sleep and reward her aching muscles some rest.Just as she started falling in the grasp of slumber, a knock reverberated inside her room. No one in this palace wants me to remain sane, she thought getting irked by the nonchalant disturbance. Throwing away the sheets off her chest, she meticulously slipped from her bed and limped all the way to the threshold just to open the door and greet a nuisance during a time when everybody should either stick to their business or sleep damn it!!'Yes?', she impatiently replied when finding a familiar figure, all her drowsiness went into a pit. 'You, again?', she asked but on the contrary, she was anticipating this meeting. 'Can we now talk?'
Next morningSaanvi left her bed very early this dawn after twisting and turning the whole night. Sleep didn't embrace her, the reason was the doubt rising inside her mind. Should I trust a stranger? Was she really Vanya or a trap laid to test my loyalty again? What if I failed, it'll push me to the brink of losing everything!!Putting a full stop on her troublesome thoughts, she decided to take a brisk walk in the backyard. A pale shade of lavender covered the thick clouds in the sky predicting that soon, it's going to start pouring down. Her mind wandered on the series of incidents happened back in this palace.An year and a month has passed, her in laws left no stones unturned in turning her life into a living hell. She feels like a hollow shell now, she is too emotionally drained and tired of wearing the facade of valour that her inner child is gradually dying.All she ever longed for was love, respect and a hug to show that someone is always there for her even if she shows hersel
Forthwith, a rattling quiteness muzzled the eerie atmosphere. The prince's dusky face immediately went frigid, hard and impassive, a homicidal fanatic look masked the deadly storm brewing inside his chaotic mind. The silence was blood curdling and utterly unbearable. Nandini who was shaking like a leaf on a windy day, slowly closed her eyes, trying to restrain her anxiousness to some extent.She was scared, not for her or her husband but for the unborn child, the living souvenir of their imperishable love. She feared their future which is yet to witness this brutal world. Akhil, however held a fragment of optimism that atleast he wouldn't do any harm to his sister and the newborn for the sake of that royal blood that still runs in her arteries and he will inherit a part of the regality through his mother.'Brother, just let us li-live our lives peacefully!! I'm-m tired of running away, why are y-you not ready to accept u-us? This is th-the truth, your blindfolded conscience is n-not w
That nightCold fingers, rugged, brushes against the unclothed, naked spine of Saanvi. She trembles, feeling the feathery iciness grazing her skin, tenderly like a slow dancing ballerina, the tingling sensation lingers for a while followed by a sensual ripple of euphoria that grasped her mind, instantly. She, unknowingly leaned back, the calloused hands erotically glided till it approached the zipper stuck in the fabric of her blouse.'Done', Daksh rasped, tracing his thumb in the valley of her supple, slender and pristine nape. She gasped, ultimately jutting out of the whirlpool of elation and desires. 'Mmm hmm', she softly hums, lowering her gaze demurely as she caught a pair of eyes, piercing and passionate, staring at her flushed face.His touch felt like some caramel melting in the mouth, you crave, you savour the delight, the sweetness ever so addicting however toxic for diabetics, the taste's still alluring, similar is his arousing and lascivious seduction, perhaps an innocent
Daksh silently peered at Saanvi's facial expressions switching frequently and constantly within a span of like seconds. However when his gaze fell on her glossy eyes, he stiffened and immediately, his mischievous smile dropped. As if something quivered inside his heart, he thereupon quit the idea of teasing her further.But why did he felt the urge to be around her, to tease someone he claims to have no relation with, whatsoever? Is he gradually falling for her? Countless such questions and doubts swarmed within his head while he was blankly staring in her direction who by now sat on the couch with her fingers interlaced, quietly sitting on her lap.Perhaps it's the guilt gnawing the soul and inclining the merciless ruffian towards his wife. Otherwise, women, whoever she is, for him they are just not a preference nor has ever been to entertain and hang out with. He likes to keep a straight business with them, even with Vanya.She was just for lessening his workload stress and other th
Coral redness, rich and scarlet, crawled subtly, an elegant, mushy and alluring shade blending exquisitely with the raw, unblemished and uncovered glow, gradually deepening with the growing vehemence.She lowered her thick lashes, gracefully, the wavy velvety locks, raven, tumbled down past her shoulders with his dexterous and adept fingers, dancing and swaying artistically on the revealed area of her supple flesh, glistening with boundless miniscule and absolutely peerless white beads of pearls, embellishing her arched neck, gently connected with his fervent lips.The smouldering blaze of ardour seems to be eliciting a queer sensation, stirring a very novel emotion and newborn desire inside the numb, unmoving and dead hearts of two separate individuals and a couple with two distinct perspectives, needless to say, they're not apparently each other's soulmates.Eventually, they're being held and confined in a cursed wedlock against their free wills, sitting rather in appreciably close
The way his mood flipped so unexpectedly, she downright startled. He prowled towards her, his eyes pitch black, the one color of the moonless nights in dense forest. Her pulse elevated partially but surprisingly, he couldn't smell fear. She didn't seemed to be scared, rather shocked. He drew nearer to her side, she tilted her face and peered deeply into his darkening gaze.'You have no choice but to accompany me!!', he sternly declared with an ugly scowl on his hardened countenance. 'I still deny', she lowly muttered without even blinking. 'I still insist, my obstinate and annoying pumpkin spice', a subtle smile lingered on his lips as his cold expression melted in the heat of his intrepid wife's dauntlessness. 'Care to explain the reason behind grinning like a cheshire cat?', her eyes squinted into slits at the cheesy nouns used to address her.'You can't win against me, you know right?', he asked with a humble smirk. She paused, quitely gaping at his untroubled face that held a sens
I was despondently heading towards the lounge area when I sensed someone's shadow, towering over my head, just behind me. I turned around and I felt as if my eyes are deceiving me. I finally beheld her face before departing. She was breathing heavily, gasping and all drenched in sweat, her hair all messy and sticking to her face as if she reached here, running a marathon. Being too overwhelmed and scared, I forgot to ask her permission and crashed her into me, tightly clutching her dainty body against my chest.And she too, complied by not pushing me away, this time. After a short while, she shifted a little, indicating to break the hug and I did, freeing her from my smothering hold. That's when I noticed the saree she was wearing, the one I wanted her to wear at the event but she had refused to accept anything from me. Typical she and her queen attitude, well I respect that attitude that's why I am alive.Taking one deep shaky breath, she started shouting or rather roaring at me, imp
I looked myself in the mirror. The red georgette saree perfectly hugged my curves. With fine intricate designs imprinted on the smooth fabric, the stud earrings overall made my appearance look extremely sophisticated, exquisite and maybe enticing? The event was not the only thing, I am getting ready for. There's something more that matters to me a lot, at least before I take any firm decision in my life and choose whether I live with my past or move on, completely. I haven't read the contents inside of the envelope but since our relationship hasn't completely dissolved in the way it should, I have decided to meet him in person and sort everything out. The one thing that always was always a negative aspect in our lives was the lack of proper and in depth conversation. It was always either an unfriendly and cold encounter or no words exchanged for days. This honestly requires a lot of courage for me to face him after not seeing him for so long, maybe an eternity, well that's an exagger
' His eyes held a divine pull, weirdly shackling me to his hold,Unchained I was physically yet captive in his dark world 'The following day,Saanvi's POV:I was about to end my shift when a familiar figure walked inside my cabin with a toddler in his arms. The one year old babygirl, Inaya, a lookalike of her father whom I met a week ago, inside the hospital premises. The encounter was quite unexpected and truth to be told, I went slightly anxious seeing him at my working hours. Since, after the court hearings, I haven't had any coincidence to meet or interact with him, eye to eye. The baby was much of a surprise to me.A beautiful surprise. I've recently being blessed with the title of being aunt to two adorable angels even though to my in laws, I'm officially a divorcee. No one except Nandini, my sister in law, knows this secret of mine because the separation papers, signed never actually reached for the trials and the judgement hasn't been passed yet.'How's her runny nose now, s
A week later Somber night, a masculine figure rolled out of his sleek SUV, parked in front of an abandoned and desolate apartment complex. Black aviator glasses complementing his trimmed beard and overall domineering appearance in brown tuxedo over velvety Armani shirt, hiding a long scar running through his chest after spending three consecutive years behind lock up with inmates, bully and crazy maniacs.His ravening footfalls echoed in the silent corridor as a bunch of armed men advanced through the cramped hallway, following the formidable shadow in order to safeguard him from any potential attacks and threats, the desolate place, a dwelling to countless hazardous pests and toxic contaminants, filled with malodolorous smell lingering in the smothering environment, damp, cold and humid. With one robust push, the metallic door slammed open, revealing a moribund body chained to the walls, stained with ugly patterns of blood splashes all over the surface. 'Is he breathing, still?', t
The following morningIt was still dark and cloudy outside when Saanvi abruptly woke up from her slumber. Her eyes were swollen and face puffy after the rough evening. So much has happened yesterday that she couldn't get over it. Firstly, she encountered a creepy man at her shop that immediately left after disclosing her identity in a threatening fashion, leaving the bouquet on the counter. Secondly, she was sent a notice regarding the study loan. Thirdly, she received a call from the hospital regarding her mother's critical condition. And lastly, she has to pay rent the following week for which she has no money.She slid off her blanket and made her way towards the balcony to witness rosy hue of the hidden sun. While the darkness was still subduing the light with all it's effort but in the end, light will penetrate no matter what, spearing through the dreariness. Wish it could happen in her case too.The rhythm and harmony of the morning air, the fluttering leaves and strutting pigeo
He was sentenced to three years in imprisonment being found guilty of abuse and misleading and hiding crucial evidences regarding an ongoing case of a minor girl being harrassed by the man, now being pronounced 'not guilty' and framed by the court. Whilst stepping down the staircase, he saw her standing in the rain with a black umbrella on the side of the lane, the scene pretty much hazy and unclear.He stood watching her stoic face, completely numb and expressionless. Exactly, how he saw her inside the courtroom while the judgement was passed against him. He didn't deny any accusation, the conscience was culpable for crumbling her soul. 'Aren't you going to say anything?', he softly asked from a distance. She shook her head, closing the space between the victim and his cuffed perpetrator.'Instead of saying anything, I want to present you something. This is a divorce letter, an unpleasant and bitter conclusion of our failed marriage. This will forever remind you of how sometimes, fe
The turbulent sky of Svamgarh grew leaden and darkening, overcast with ash grey clouds, loured, roaring and thunderous. An ephemeral serein drizzled down on the heated terrace and soon after, the heavy down pour began.The soft mizzle emanated an earthy smell of soaked soil, the dewy petrichor that gradually permeated in the soothing and hushed ambience of the twilight, a sublime and unparalleled blend of lilac and orange, tranquilizing the troubled and anxious state of a woman, leaning against the steel bars with her drenched saree sticking to her wet curves, complementing the dewy texture of her supple and lithe skin underneath the gauzy silk.The puddles, waterlogged, plinked tenderly each time the sparkling beads of rain dropped intermittent kisses on the unmoving waters, spawning ripples. The street was nearly empty with silent commotion, only vigorous pitter pattern reverberated on the concrete lane. She was lost in the cold rain, faint swishing of winds murmuring back tales of
That late evening,Soft gleam of yellow scintillating lights fell on the pristine face of Saanvi standing among the mass of guests, influential and opulent, busy conversing among themselves and relishing the falling night, the moon shining a little red, today.They, specially the elderly ladies were deeply indulged in gossiping about some rumours flying around the corner regarding the newly engaged fiancee of Advik, a famous model and television host, Neha Sharma, the only daughter of a renowned business man, Sandeep Sharma and his wife, Meena Sharma, a lawyer by profession.She being their sole heiress, everyone's attention was drawn towards the couple on stage. An alluring charm wrapped around their charismatic personality, however the royalty dominating the wealth and prominence.'They were secretly dating for the past seven years. Initially, they met in their college times as freshers. And gradually, they fell in love but decided to keep everything under the rug for appropriate re
Saanvi's POV:I inhaled a sharp breath, regaining my lost composure. His sharp gaze paused at my nervous face, zooming into my expressions very keenly. Tightening my fists, I peered into his piercing eyes, deeply engaged in scanning my finest activities as if awaiting to spot something off about our unprecedented collision.'You had been mumbling something in sleep, something like where must it be? Were you looking for something in here?', my heart beat escalated would be an understatement. I literally panicked internally though my poker face could've manage to conceal the internal turmoil of my mind.'Did I really blabber in my sleep? You heard everything, don't you?',my face turned ghastly white as I felt myself nearing every second to my own death bed. My end is going to be this brutal and this soon, I never thought my destiny could be this merciless!! He stood by an array of expensive Cesare attolini, calm face, arms folded across his chest as he was inspecting my faltering courag