18|Sunaina Is Hurt

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HIS POV

The second I witnessed a man near her my blood felt boiling. It was making me angry and jealous. And on top of that, someone touching her so impatiently was getting on my nerves.

Not being able to hold back my emotions I threw his hands away from her shoulder in a snap. But what angered me more was his attitude of not backing down. He stood staring at me and questioning me as if I was an outsider and he was a close one.

It pissed me off really well!

"Why? Do you think you are a special friend?" Unknowingly my jaw clenched, over his fiery attitude.

Why is he so pissed off? He doesn't even know anything. He's going to regret it so much. I shut my eyes out of embarrassment.

"I'm her special brother. First cousin," I heard him and just couldn't blink anymore.

I kept staring at him trying to process his words and the situation I put myself into. I couldn't lose my demeanour now nor could I press the matter further.

I mentally chastised myself over the improper attitude and the fiery words I had just illustrated in front of the man who was family to her.

Instead of behaving well-mannered in front of him I did the exact opposite. What would he be thinking of me right now? What would he be thinking about all that happened right now? There was utter silence now. The situation couldn't be any more complicated.

And now I was worried what she would be thinking, about me behaving like that with her brother?

I fucked up!

Suddenly I heard her brother. And for a mini second, my goosebumps raised.

"Sunaina go back inside, I need to talk to him," He said.

I still looked straight into his eyes trying to manipulate my demeanor.

For this once I wished she didn't leave and stayed by my side. I have never dealt with brothers wanting to hunt me down, instead I have dealt with indecent fellows for protecting Jhanvi. But today it was altogether a different situation.

"Sunaina!" He looked at her, asking her to leave.

"Ji bhaisa," I heard her voice beside me and she turned to leave.

(Yes brother)

I looked straight into his eyes, not speaking a word and gulped a lump down. I was nervous? Yes! But not a loser. Also, I didn't want him to think of me as a powerless guy.

She went away and he chose to speak.

"Let's walk out and talk," he said and turned to walk out of the door.

I shut my eyes immediately because of my stupidity and later followed him behind.

We walked out on the lawn and I walked next to him.

"Who are you?" He asked suddenly and stopped in his tracks.

I did too.

"Tejas Pratap Rathore," I answered in attiquettes.

He immediately turned around to look at me.

"I know your name. I'm asking, who are you to her?" He asked.

And I didn't know what to answer now. He was getting straight to the point and not willing to slide from the topic.

But rather than getting nervous and flattered by him I chose to take a deep breath and answer him sincerely. After all, I was not intending to do anything wrong, so why fear anything?

"I like her. But now that you ask, at this moment I am nothing to her." I said honestly.

"And you don't fear confessing your feelings right in front of her brother?" He asked.

"I have nothing to fear and nothing to hide. The truth is I like her. Enough to get jealous. I couldn't see anyone getting close to her and that is why I reacted like that." I answered softly and continued.

"I'm sorry for behaving like that with you. I shouldn't have-" he cut me off before I could say any further.

"It's fine. But you better behave around the house. Sunaina is my sister and I've been very protective of her since her childhood. You are only allowed to shower your feelings and act possessive unless she is in the same puddle as yours. Otherwise, you better be careful." he said.

I nodded. I knew what was concerning him and I had no bad intentions to destroy people's reputation in her house.

We talked about this for a while and he smilingly introduced himself to me.

"Raghav Maan Singh, you know the rest of me now," he said and I smiled before shaking hands with him.

Afterwards we talked about how he came here to attend the meeting with some organic farming solutions.

After dinner, when Dadi-sa spoke about Sunaina in front of my parents I felt shocked by her words. She had no right to talk about her granddaughter like that. Sunaina broke into cries in my arms and it pained to see her like that. I carried her up the stairs and we talked about our feelings.

Her closeness made me feel the happiest in those moments. She looked relaxed, happy, shy and still trying to be fierce.

Also her lips were making me go nuts for her. She was looking adorable and beautiful in that moment. I couldn't help falling for her lips. And the minute she pressed her lips the second time onto mine I lost it. I couldn't help but suck her petals with the urgent need of tasting her. And I did.

I controlled myself further, not losing control completely.

I wanted to get drunk on her lips. But she was just a baby. I couldn't do much. Everything about her was addictive. Later when she asked if I wanted to be her man. I couldn't help but pour my heart out.

"I'm dying to be your man," I said and I could witness her getting overwhelmed by every moment of ours.

Later we stood up right after my cell phone rang. It was my secretary telling me how difficult the situation had become now at our office because of the problem we were dealing with here. The investors were not willing to wait anymore since none of us were present at Jaisalmer.

Since it was important for Bhaisa and my father to stay back here. I intended to leave back home. It was very important for our business.

"Don't worry I'll come soon. I'll leave from here as soon as possible," I said, with a heavy heart.

I did not want to leave from here since my heart started to beat here.

I tightened the hold on her hand while thinking about leaving tomorrow. After cutting the call. I looked at her and she immediately looked away avoiding to look into my eyes.

I immediately knew she was trying hard not to cry in front of me. She heard me. And I did not want to bring tears into her eyes again, on the same night.

So to avoid the topic of me leaving I just held her palm and intertwined our fingers.

"Let's go it's getting late," I said as I walked down.

No one said anything till we walked back to our rooms. I slept as soon as I hit the mattress realising what a hectic day it was.

Getting up early in the morning I got ready and walked downstairs for breakfast. Everyone sat at the table including her and my family but she wasn't in the vicinity. I looked around while sipping tea but still no sign of her.

I was getting impatient every second. I realised what power she holds onto me now. But again I realised Raghav's words. I should not roam around the house pouring my feelings in front of everyone. It is not what decent men do. I finished half my breakfast and got up after excusing myself. I walked into the kitchen to wash my hands and found her washing the dishes.

I looked around and found no one was present there. Walking with big and silent steps I stood behind her and hugged her waist making her almost scream out of the unexpected event.

I quickly placed a kiss on her cheek.

"It's me baby," I said and she immediately relaxed upon hearing me.

"What are you doing?" She whispered while yelling at me.

I hugged her tighter, making her lean back to my chest.

"I missed you," I said and again pressed my lips on her soft fluffy cheeks.

"Koi dekh lega," she said, trying to get out of my hold.

(Someone will see,)

But I was hesitant.

"Koi nahi hai hamare alawa" I said and nestled into her neck.

(There is no one besides me.)

Taking a deep breath in only to smell her, my eyes shut after. She was smelling like a flower. I rubbed my face further and she wiggled into my arms not being able to hold further.

"Le...Leave me," came her voice very weak.

And I understood she was getting affected by me. By my touch.

"Are you sure," I said and placed a soft kiss on her neck.

"Aahh," she moaned very softly after taking a gasp.

I smiled a little. Suddenly came a water noise and she held my arms and came out of my hold.

"I told you to leave me," she said looking at me.

She looked angry.

Oh my god, I fucked up. I feared this. I knew if I lost control even for a bit I might end up hurting her. And she was hurt.

Her eyes started to moisten while my heart was hammering out of my chest right at this moment.

"Sunaina I'm sorry I didn't -" I tried to apologise but she cut me off.

"Why are you even here?" She said and now my heart felt aching.

"I'm sorr-," she again cut me off.

"When you decided to leave as soon as possible then you should have left by now." she said and walked past me.

Before I could understand anything she had gone out of the kitchen.

I cursed myself to do what I did. She was right, I shouldn't have even come here. It only messed up something beautiful I had.

Mentally scolding myself after I screwed up I washed my hands and walked out of the kitchen. She was nowhere in the house. I realised how much I hurt her. I shouldn't have done anything she didn't like or didn't want me and yet the only time she asked me to leave her I didn't listen.

I wanted to see her before I left for back home, but she definitely didn't want that. I walked back upstairs and looked into her room but nothing helped. I got my luggage but didn't find her anywhere. Coming downstairs I bid bye to all the family members but my eyes were looking for and she was nowhere to be seen.

With a heavy heart, I walked out of the house and sat in the car, still looking at the house, maybe I found her standing looking at me, smiling. But no luck. She was hurt and the reason was me. I looked ahead and drove away from the house, from her.

Until I reached the railway station I could only think about her. Her words, her touch, and her tears were all clouding my mind. I never wanted to ruin things between us. Never this way. Never in my entire life, I wanted to hurt her or make her uncomfortable.

But what happened was exactly opposite to what I thought. I sat on a bench holding my head in between my hands, and all I did was think about her, waiting for the train.

"Sir, the train is about to begin the journey. I have kept your luggage." I heard my driver.

I nodded my head and stood up to leave. Walking on the platform suddenly I heard her voice. I wondered if I was hallucinating But I wasn't.

I can never get her voice wrong. It was definitely her. I can't miss her. I looked around everywhere but no sign of her.

"Suniyeeee!!" I heard her again and turned back and found her running to me.

(Listen!!)

I immediately stood still looking at her come to me.

I couldn't believe my eyes. It was her.

Suddenly she stopped in her tracks and looked at me with intense emotions.

She tried to breathe but her eyes were all welled up.

I so wanted to hug her right now, pulling her into my arms and making her feel warm and secure.

But I wondered if it was the right thing to do that now.

"Aap jaa rahe hain?" She asked while a tear dropped down her cheek.

(Are you leaving?"

She was getting worried and emotional. But I couldn't lie.

I nodded.

"Then what about me?" She asked not to be able to hold her cries anymore.

And it hurt to see her crying like that.

I immediately spread my arms wider, for her to hug me as tight as possible. It was always going to be her safe place. She need not worry about the distance between us.

And taking her chance she ran into my arms and hugged me senselessly. I snaked her back and hugged her.

After a few moments, I pulled back and looked into her eyes cupping her cheeks.

"Hamara intezaar karna, hum waapis aayenge." I said wiping her tears but they only poured down more and more.

(Wait for me, I'll come back)

"Karogi na intezaar hamara?"

(You'll wait for me, right?)

She nodded her head hysterically while crying. And hugged me passionately.

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