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Avyaan POV

As soon as we enter inside mine and her family are sitting and having a discussion which seems serious. Mine and Abhay's footsteps bring their conversation to a pause. All eyes turn to us. Nikita aunty  stand and said,"beta came", i move closer to her and bend down to touch her feet to take her blessings.

She blesses me by keeping her hand on my head and said,khush raho beta.

After I move to her father who was sitting with a grumpy face i bend down to take his blessings he put a hand on my head.

After greeting my family i ask about Shaurya and Nisha replied that he is on his way.

Where is Ishika?, I ask.

"She is in her room getting ready", Nikita aunty said.

Can I meet her ? Also i need to freshen up and change aunty,may I?

Ofcourse beta but uncle interpreted her, Nikita show him the guest room but she dismiss him and told me to go and change. Whole family is having  a time of their life trying to muffle their laugh. My heated stare and the younger ones gulp in fear. The house is as it was before a huge chandelier hung on the celling giving a warm glow in the hall. In the corner a stair which lead to a passage for first and second floor. On the first one it's Ishika and her little sister room.  I knock softly on the door but it doesn't got open. I twist the door lock handle and it got open.

I enter inside and lock the door. The room has changed a lot from being pink which used to irritate me a lot it has changed to beige theme with white curtains and on the balcony hanging fairy lights. But what caught my attention is a photo display little above from what seems like a work desk. She seems happy in all the photos with different people.

One with Shaurya where he is carrying her in his arms and they are laughing.

Other with her bhaabi some with her parents and little sister even my family is their mom and my siblings sitting together. I was snap out of it when her voice filled my ears, Sneha are you there? Just help me out with this. I'm unable to do it.

I think for a while then with little hesitation i walk and stand in front of the bathroom door after a little thinking I open the door slowly and my breath got hitched. There she is standing in a traditional maroon dress  which is sticking to her body like a glue highlighting her curves in all right places and her jet  black hair till hips which had grown in length from the last time I have seen her.

"Megha why are standing there came here please", Her voice is little down.

She take her hair from the back to the front and her back is on display with two knots on a zig zag manner securing  the dress to my hungry gaze milky white and soft skin   how it will feel to lick and suck it living a trace of my imprint on her skin after all this years and my junior became erect with need.

"Megha kya kar rahi hai yaar", she said and lift her head and her eyes collided with mine in the mirror.

She became shock and instantly turn around. Her eyes became deadly,what are you doing here and why you are in my room.

"I'm here to talk with your parents about our marriage", i said and she march toward me and said," listen you fucker I'm not going to fall in your trap again do whatever you want to do I'm not going to say yes", she is trying to cover up her fear but I can smell it.

I start to unbutton my jacket and she ask what are you doing, Avyaan?

Nothing Sweetheart just showing you the trailer of what I can do if I don't like your answer and i remove my court and stand in front of her in a tshirt which has blood on it and her expression change from anger to worry with in a second

She question, Avyaan what happen to you are you hurt whose blood is this? She start to check for any kind of injury touching me. Concern written all over her face.

It bring a smile on my face but I hide it and said, no one dare to bleed me it's only you sweetheart, remember what happen today in your bhai's office the way you tired to stab me with scirror and the wound is bleeding. Her expression change from worry to guilt. Without a word she turn around and went in washroom and came back in minute or two with a box in her hand. Her demand make me surprise,"remove your tshirt?"

Why sweetheart you can't resist me? I ask to reel her up.

It's not like that and please there is nothing i haven't seen before i need to dress your wound.

I set on the edge of the bed and remove tshirt swiftly her eyes glued to my muscles without blinking. She gulp the lump in her throat and her breath become heavy coz of our proximity. To ease the tension i ask, sweetheart take a picture.

She became speechless and opens the box and take out a first aid kit. She comes near me and start to clean the wound. Her touch is gentle and caring. She is so focused on cleaning my wound that she didn't notice my gaze on her. Her hair is now loose and falling on her face, her eyes are focused on the wound.

"You know you are very beautiful when you are angry", I say, breaking the silence.

She stops and looks at me, her eyes wide with surprise. "What?" she asks, her voice soft.

"I said you are beautiful when you are angry," I repeat, my voice low.

She rolls her eyes and continues cleaning the wound. "You are such a creep," she mutters.

I chuckle. "A creep you love."

She doesn't respond, but press my wound little to inflict pain on me and said, Avyaan don't be deliucniol my love died the day you left because I was hurdle in your so called career.

After she finishes cleaning the wound, she applies a bandage. "There," she says, stepping back. "All done."

I look at her, my gaze intense. "So, what do you say? Will you marry me?"

She avoids my gaze, her cheeks turning pink. "I don't know," she stammers.

I step closer to her, our bodies almost touching. "Think about it, sweetheart

With that, i dail Mark number  and pick up in a single ring i ask, Mark have you reached?

Yes sir! Maintaining eye contact giving her a knowing look i order Mark to vacant the slum and start with the NGO working with the slum for the betterment of children and don't forget to sent me a video with that i cut the call.

She is watching me in absolute shock and disbelief. Her tears are flowing which is doing something to my heart.

How can you be this heartless? She question disgustingly.

"Now i know why Kahnaji didn't wanted u to be... but before she can complete her sentence i held her neck  and restrain her from speaking any nonsense. She try to release the hold by digging her nails on my hand.

I grip her neck firmly not to hurt her,"now now sweetheart enough of talking it's time for some action", my cell ding with a message i remove it from my pant pocket and opening the message i forwarded it in front of her.

She is watching it with full of tears in her eyes. I question, now what is your answer,do you?

She defeatedly answer, I do!

Her answer is what I wanted to listen and i release her neck but before she can push me i kiss the hell out of her. I taste every corner of her mouth. She taste like grapes and wine and she is going to be very own personal brand which no other person can whiff.

She is not kissing me back. With one hand i hold her hair in a fist and pull her closer her errect nipples come in contact with my bare chest and it sent a riple of electricity to my whole being.

With other i unfasten the knot of her dress and it became loose. The only thing which is keeping a dress on her body is our connected form. I lazily roam my hand up and down her spin and she relaxed in my arms instantly and we became to consume each other like we are hungry from ages. The heavenly moment was short lived  it was interrupted by the knock on the door,

I broke the kiss and ask, who it is?

Avyaan bhai, Megha here aunt had sent your shirt to change and they are calling both of you down,come soon don't make us wait more or else whole family will be here to watch your lovey dovey moment, Megha Ishika's sister amusingly said and soon her soft footsteps over the floor fade away.

"This is what you want a physical relationship nothing else from the time you are here,you are finding a reason to sexually assault me", she said and i push her back and maintain a two feet distance.

I angrily fire back,"if this what you think of me then fine i will not touch you without your consent and she sigh in relief exhaling a breath. I took a last glance at her,turn and walk towards the door. As I reach the door, I turn back to look at her one last time. She is standing there, her eyes following me. I give her a small smile and leave the room, closing the door behind me.

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