Bounded by His Love

I Hate Tears, Sweety

HE GRABBED MY HAND AND PULLED MY CLOSE TO HIS CHEST, I CAN HERE HIS HEARTBEAT AND MINE TOO...

HE WAS CALM BUT MY HEART RATE WAS INCREASING...

He whispered in my ear - "THE PARTY HAS JUST BEGUN"

I couldn't believe my own ears, and my eyes. It was HIM. I thought I will never see him again, but here he was - Shivam Mehra, the only REGRET of my life.

I closed my eyes tightly as I wanted it to be a nightmare but his grip was forcing me to witness the reality of my poor situation.

Suddenly, I felt his cold hand on my waist, and he flipped and pinned me to the wall.

I felt the chill wall to my back. I was feeling helpless and cursing myself for wearing this black satin saree with backless blouse.

He whispered in my ear - "OPEN YOUR EYES, Sweetheart."

I was not feeling my legs if not held by him i was about to fall... He tightened his grip on my waist and it forced me to open my eyes.

I can see his dark brown eyes, if not for the his devil-ness, he could make any girl fall for his deep and expressive eyes.

But for me I can see only TERROR IN HIS EYES WHICH WAS REFLECTION OF MY OWN FEELINGS FOR HIM.

Tears started rolling down from my eyes to my cheeks.

I wanted to get away from him, I gathered all my courage to push him but to my surprise, he came near my cheek and started licking my tears. I just wanted to dig a hole in the earth right now and get away from him, as soon as possible.