Since the time she confessed her love, they were inseparable. He would drop her to her workplace and pick her up all by himself at night. Initially he wanted to make Veer jealous as he was well aware of his feelings for Radhika, who was not wary of that. The innocent soul loved all the attention, the men she loved so deeply showered on her. She loved getting his attention all for herself. Whenever she would want to cuddle with him, she would snuggle closer to his chest and just a few I love you's and then she had Arjun wrapped around her little finger. He never crossed his line nor did he force her for intimacy. Though he cracked dirty double meaning jokes which she didn't understood in the first time but later would start hitting him and he would take all the beating. 

There was nothing apparent about Arjun, he was perplex yet flamboyant. He didn't talk much only did the needful but lacked the ability to sugarcoat anyone's mistakes. On the otherhand she loved talking to him on every possible thing that popped in her head. She asked him endless questions which he would answer bluntly. They talked about current affairs, books, music, movies, cartoons, cuisine, personal interest etc. There were times when he gave a deaf ear to her only to irritate her and there were also times when she became a dimwit and he tickled her to talk. Tickling her was the best way to lift his mood, he loved hearing her bubbly cheerful giggles which enlivened his soul. Smelling her hair and playing with them to his heart's content was his second favourite. He was her guide, friend, confidant and guardian angel. Though she opened up a lot but he wasn't in the position to be that frank with her and she seemed to understand it. She was like a newborn bird flapping its wings for the first time and he was the sky, she lived to fly in.

One fine day#

All of sudden, she smiles with joyful elation and excitedly squeal, "Let's play 21 questions."

He shakes his head and irritatingly replies,"What are we?! Kids to play that stupid game?!"

She announces, "Even adult play this game."

He says in a bored tone, "Stupid adults do and for a matter of fact I am not."

She makes a puppy face,"Please Arjun you can't do such a small thing for me. "
God those babybrown eyes had such a undeniable power over him. He agrees not able to resist her cute puppy dog eyes.

He gives her the lead, "First you."

She thinks for a moments together and asks, "Your favourite person?!"

Before he could answer, she cuts him off, "I know this... It's maa...Am I right?!"

He says in an irked tone, "If you want to ask and you only want to answer.... why the hell are we playing this game?!"

God! He gets angry in no time.

She helds her ears and murmurs,"Sorry."

His lips crack a smile seeing her cuteness overloaded.

He closes his eyes and reminisces a memory of that beloved, dear one but His face falls in disappointment thinking of the heartbreaking memory, he shared with that dear one.

"There was someone in the past who wasn't my blood but every drop of blood in his body was loyal to me. He was, is and will always remain my favorite."

She stares into his eyes. There was a deep pain behind that smile. He looked like he was going through old memories in his mind. He looks away and wipes his moist eyes which could reveal his dark secret to her.

He fakes a laugh,"What are you staring at?! I know I am very good looking but you don't need to stare at me creepily."

He was doing all this only to distract her and it worked.

She glares at him but shots another question,"What is your favourite desert?!"

He answers, "You won't believe it but I like gajar ka halwa."

She stares at him with disbelief,"Impossible....You have traveled so much and you must have tasted so many cuisines from different corners of world. I don't believe you like gajar ka halwa."

He grins, "See told you that its hard to believe but it's true."

She locks her gaze with his,"It's hard to believe a man like you could talk so frankly."

He takes her hand in his and kissess her each knuckle, "I am different."

She furrows her brow out of curiosity,"Good different or bad different?!"

He looks down at their intertwined hands and answers, "Bad different. I am anything but good. Well you only say I am impulsive, short tempered, inexpressive, controlling...."

She shuts him up pressing her finger on his lips and softly replies,"No you are like a small child not ready to share and is finding it difficult to learn sharing."

He rolls his eyes,"CHILD!!! Really Radhika?! Grow up sweetie, I am anything but a child. I am on the threshold to be in the list of top ten billionaires. I have fucked...."

She cuts him off haugtily,"I don't want to know the number."

He laughs darkly,"I don't even remember the number."

Her eyes and mouth frozen wide,"I am surprised you didn't get a STD till now."

He shakes her head and gives her a sheapish smile,"I get them tested on my expense."

She narrows her eyes at him,"You ask them in the first meeting that you have STD or not?!"

He burst into fits of laughter. He controls with great difficulty and says,"Radhika give rest to your brains and please spare me."

"Ok next quesion....Who was your first kiss?!"

"Her name was Rosy and we together played Romeo and Juliet in a play held at our school." He answers with a smile.

She asks in a jealous tone,"Are you in touch with her even now?!"

He pats her cheek and talks to her as if she was a kid,"I barely know anything about her except her name. She left school and we lost touch."

"But you remember her name and the kiss you shared with her."She complains resentfully like a child.

He states a fact,"You never forget your first kiss and your first fuck but to me it is nothing special. You won't understand because you haven't been kissed."

She rolls her eyes,"Don't be so sure, Mr Mehra."

"So you had your first kiss?!" He asks in simmering anger.

"Maybe or maybe not." She says with a naughty glint in her glorious eyes.

In a matter of seconds the situation intensified. He wasn't in a playful mood anymore, his roasting fury was looming over her head but she didn't recognise it or saw it coming.

"Have you been kissed before?!"He asked, grinding his teeth.

"Expect the unexpected, Mr Mehra. Maybe I did more than a kiss." She mischievously replies.

She tires to get up but he pulls her back and traps her in between his arms much to her liking. She was just playing a prank on him but now only she in her heart knew how she badly regretted it.

He huskied,"Don't play games with me, the outcome won't be good. Tell me did you kiss him or he kissed you?! Did he feel your body?! Did he touch you copped a feel of your tit?!"

She rolled her eyes," I hear everything about your colourful past and you can't even hear me talking about...."

He shushed her by placing his finger on her lips, " Don't complete. You know what I secretly wanted in a wife if I ever took one. I wanted me to be her first and last love. I always wanted a virgin."

She scowled, " Such double standards."

He chuckled, " Yes I know. I can't say it's right but it is what it is."

She accused," Male chauvinist."

He shook his head, " Nope not a male chauvinist. I am just a possessive man who doesn't want to share. You know we men are programmed differently. I don't even remember the faces of girls I fucked in my past because I didn't give a damn. We don't care then that's it! We will never care! But girls like you are different. You won't let any guy so close to you unless you really feel something for him. That thought of you feeling something for some another man even if it was in the past is upsetting and doesn't sit well with me."

She bites the inside of her cheek to restrain the smile blooming on her face. Time to put him out of misery now.

Before he could speak a word more she spits out,"No Arjun, I have never been kissed before. My father was very protective of me so he didn't let any boy close to me. I was just joking."

He doesn't even realise he had held his breath until he exhales. He eyes stare her up and down with foreign emotions stuck in his throat threatening to come up. He suddenly felt driven by the desire to kiss the living daylights out of her for pranking him. Her fiesty nature, her kidlike curiousity and her beauteous innocence was so maddening, sexy and hot at the same time.

He asked her with strangled breath,"Radhika, can I kiss you?! If you say no then its okay I would never bring this up again. If you say yes get ready to be breathless for I am going to kiss the living daylights out of you!"

His question knocked the air out of her lungs. She was frozen and still at her place but her heart did a flip flop in joy. She blurts out yes without listening to her brains which were trying their level best to stop her from giving in. In a flash of heartbeat he takes her lips in his, first kissing her in a slow and sensual way but later he tugged hard at her lips for entrance which she granted after gasping in pain for he bit really hard! There was no stopping now neither from his side nor from hers. He kissed her fiery, passionately, madly, widely. There wasn't anything soft and smooth about his kiss, it became all the more demanding and all the more dominating by each passing second. He had held her head firmly to keep her still. Her heartbeats rocked and she swear, she saw stars! Flushed by his sweet assault on her lips, she didn't even realise when she started kissing him back with fervor. He parts their lips to fill in the need of oxyzen and again captures her lips for another rapturous lip smacking. She gives in, wrapping her arms around his neck tightly to endure his  roughness and aggression, he used to transfer her to the world of ecstasy.