25|Kidnapping

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HER POV

"Lagta hai... ishq parman chad raha hai," he said barely above a whisper as if talking to himself.

(I guess... I'm falling in love)

But I could hear it all.

For some alien reasons, I could sense his feelings along with those beautiful words. And it wouldn't be wrong if I agreed with him. He was gradually becoming a part of my life, a beautiful one indeed.

He was the only man I could surrender with my entire being. The amount of faith I was holding in him was infinite. He makes me want to trust everything he says.

"Will it be wrong if I kiss you now?" His husky and wet lips were making it hard to keep my eyes open.

"There can be nothing wrong when it's us," I blurted out without even comprehending what I was saying.

Maybe because of our closeness. I wanted to submit myself at this moment. Besides, it was partly true. There can be nothing wrong when I'm with him.

Suddenly I felt his thick lips on mine. For a second I was taken aback. He then pulled back a little only to suck my lips with his completely. I inhaled a breath and felt him sucking my lower lip and leaving it after licking it with his tongue.

I was feeling a different sensation, butterflies everywhere along with a little nervousness.

He again sucked my lips and I just lay there hugging him under his hold. I clutched his shirt tight whereas he continued to kiss me profoundly. His lips and his mouth were so big that he could eat me up in one go. While I pondered over my stupid thoughts he sucked my lower lip harder this time.

"Aahhm," I moaned.

I could sense he was slowly getting out of control. Should I stop him?

He again sucked my lower lip followed by my upper lip. He was increasing his pace unhurriedly. He was growing stronger and intense at this moment, I wondered what would happen if he never stopped.

He pulled my cheek closer and this time harshly sucked both my lips.

"Aahhm," I couldn't help but moan.

My heartbeats raced like a horse. He was making me weak in my knees. I wondered what would happen if we stayed like this for the entire night.

Suddenly I felt him leaving my lips after sucking them softly and pulling back. This moment alone was enough for me to melt down, giving in to the turmoil. He had me in control within his arms.

My chest was going up and down with the act we just pulled lying under the moonlight when half of the world was sleeping. I did not have the strength to open my eyes and look into his.

I felt his thumb caressing the corner of my lips. And then my cheek.

"Isse pehle ki aapke honth hamari jaan le lein...Kholiye aankhein aur dekhiye hume," I heard him.

(Before your lips steal the life out of me... open your eyes and look at me"

Tightening my hold on his with nervousness and thrill in my heart I gathered some courage and opened my eyes slowly after swallowing hard against the lump.

He looked at him at he smiled back at me.

"Hum bekaaboo ho jaya karein to hume rok liya kijiye... sirf aapke bas ki baat hai," he said and pecked my forehead.

(If and when I get out of control then you must stop me... only you are capable of that)

I blinked a couple of times while trying to apprehend his words.

Earlier we were both getting caught up in the moment. And maybe that is why he couldn't seem to control himself neither could I get a grip of myself. The moment was only getting heated up and whenever we came close I always lost myself in his arms and let him take charge.

Maybe because I trust him with my life. How come he managed to be with me every time I needed him? In all my tough and happy times.

But I'm not complaining. Not at all. In fact, I'm happy that it's him that I share my lows and highs with. I'm glad that it's him with whom I can be true with. I don't know what the future holds for us but I'm very happy knowing that he has already become a prominent part of my life. And I don't mind sharing a part or life as a whole with him at all.

"Humare khayalon mein khoyi hui behad khoobsurat lagti hain aap," he said and I realised, all this while I was thinking about him while looking at him.

(You look utterly beautiful when you are lost in my thoughts)

He smiled and I avoided looking at him. I bit my lower lip trying to hide the blush that crept up on my cheeks.

He chuckled with his smiling eyes I pushed him lightly and got up to sit straight.

I tried to breathe normally to pull myself together and corrected my dupatta. He pushed his hand forward to me and I looked at him and then his hand. It looked as if he got a cut recently.

"Help me," he said.

I held his palm and he sat up to sit next to me. I looked at him while he ran his hand in his hair quickly.

"When did you get hurt?" I asked.

"I didn't get hurt," he said.

I held his palm and opened it to show the cut to him.

"What about this then? Where did this happen?" I stated.

"Oh, it's nothing! It's a small cut. I waited a little longer on the pipe." He said.

And now I can understand what all he goes through when he comes to meet me at night. I always wondered how he so easily managed to sneak into the room, only now do I understand that it wasn't easy. But he still did show up every time. And not once did he share or complain.

"You don't need to do that anymore," I said.

"Hnn? What?" He asked.

"You no longer have to sneak into my room," I said.

"Why?" He asked.

"I can't see you getting hurt," I replied.

"It's not because of you," he said.

"I don't care what the reason was. Despite all the reasons in the world, I don't ever want you to get hurt, be it anything." I said and he smiled looking at me after comprehending my words.

"Okay. As you say." He nodded and I couldn't help but dive into the emotions he was conveying.

Later we walked back to our rooms and I lay down trying to sleep. It was the same room as before but a different me. My heart felt light and alive. I no longer wanted to let out my emotions and weigh over Dadi-sa's words. They did not make any sense to me now.

A smile crept up my lips and I dozed off while thinking about him.

The next day I woke up quite early. Although it was not a long night, I felt like getting up after having a peaceful sleep. I performed my morning routine and came out of the bathroom after taking a bath.

I wore a white anarkali suit and thought of visiting the temple first since I woke up early and it was still time for others to wake up.

I quickly covered my head with my dupatta and followed out of the door along with a pooja-thal. I walked up to the main doors and the security guard looked worriedly at me.

"Any problem?" He asked and I smiled.

"No, I'm just visiting the temple a little early today. I'll be back soon." I said and he nodded.

I walked out thinking about him on my way to the temple. Unknowingly the thoughts of him travel back into my mind as if they never left. I was noticing, that my mind was becoming a usual spot for him these days. A wholehearted smile made its way to my lips and I bit my lip lowering my eyes.

I could see the temple close with my eyes while my mind was busy with his reflections. I walked a few steps not knowing I shouldn't have left the house in the first place today.

But it was too late to regret.

All of a sudden I felt two men beside me and before I could comprehend any further one of them held my hands and pushed them behind my back twisting it severely. It pained like hell. Before I scream the other men put a cloth over my mouth covering my nose and mouth. The cloth absorbed and muffled the noise. I felt them pushing me into the ground forcefully resulting in hitting my knees and ankles. I wanted to cry out of pain but the hand was so strong over my mouth that I felt breathless.

I couldn't see or hear any longer. It felt as if this was the cruel end to my life that had just begun to sweeten. The only thing I recall from my last moments were his lips on mine and his smile for me.

Tejas!

The only name my heart called out for. The last time I guess.

It felt like ages when I heard someone shouting around me. My head felt as heavy as a mountain rock. I couldn't even hold up or turn it to look around. My eyelashes felt burdened over something. It was as if my body was no longer under my control. I couldn't command it in any way. Tirelessly I chose to stay put. I realised in this moment, what hell feels like.

But why were people shouting in hell? Of course, because it's hell. All people do here is shout and rot.

So this is my life now... I mean, the afterlife. I wondered what I did to deserve hell. Other than reading those books I do not recall doing any sin. Hell for those sinful books? Was it even worth it?

No! Not at all. I shouldn't have read them.

Although I couldn't comprehend much about my body but every part of me was still living for him. It remembered him. It felt a lot of struggle to even smile.

Hell sure is very painful.

Suddenly I heard noises growing stronger and nearer.

"It's all your mistake. JUST ADMIT IT!" a voice roared around me.

"SHUT UP!!! NONE OF US KNEW ABOUT IT!" I heard another voice.

Well, what use is it now to shout? You are in hell for a reason.

"It wasn't my responsibility. You said you'll look after it," a man said.

"Stop it both of you! You both better pray she is not dead or the boss would eat us alive. He asked you to abduct her and not kill her,"

As soon as those words drifted into my ears. A distinct sort of strength and courage travelled into my body and with all my will I shot my eyes open.

I scrunch my eyes shut immediately due to the bright sunlight in the room.

I took a breath of relief realising I wasn't in hell. I wasn't dead. I was very much alive. I was happy.

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