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{ The part where the game between our leads take a heated turn}
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Kavita stood dumbfounded at this new information so was Swara who didn't let it show.

This can't be true Kavita thought. They might not have had direct encounters but she very well knew Sanskaar wasn't with anyone in the last few years. Gossip definitely travels fast. It should have reached her ears by now. 

“You are lying,” She murmured, her eyes moving back to Sanskaar and then to Swara in an attempt to catch bluff. 

Did she catch the lie?  Swara felt a little tinge of fear, but Sanskaar stood unflinching. His hand stroked her back gently as if he sensed a tense muscle.

“See !” He turned to Swara, complaining cutely, “Jaan, I told you, let's not keep it under wraps.  But you wouldn't listen. People still assume I am single. And I hate attention from unnecessary quarters.” he said   His jibe clearly directed towards Kavita.

This man should be in films, Swara thought given his acting skills. Look at him making up a story like a pro. Under wraps. Heck! And then he was giving her all dreamy smiles, tossing lines like ‘I only love attention from you' in that sexy voice.

Swara felt the need to breathe. Everything around felt hot …her body was set on low fire.The game she started just got dangerous as he led her to the dance floor next.

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She should have been warned. She should have read somewhere in all those romance novels, but she didn’t. That dance could be an erotic foreplay that could burn you to ashes,  with the heat and need of desire. She should have known that with Sanskaar Maheswari it would be all-consuming.

“What was that?’ “ He asked amusedly,  as they made their way to the dance floor.

“You looked like you needed a rescue. I volunteered, “ Swara replied. Well! He could thank her at least. She saved him from the clutches of another woman.

“So princess to the rescue.”He teased before his hand slipped around her in a smooth move. Felt wrapped in the warmth of his body, Swara nodded, unsure of finding her voice. 

“Thank you,” He leaned forward and breathed it like a secret, leaving a trail of heat over her neck, and felt her tremble.

Sanskaar would have pulled back, but her fragrance called him in. Sweet & Intoxicating. He lingered, breathing her in.

Swara felt tempted to live a fantasy of her own. She turned her face just enough to taste his skin.“My pleasure. Mr. Maheswari”, she murmured, her lips a delicate trace over his neck.

The effect was electric.  Pleasure shot right through him. Heat pooling right at the core. And all because this woman simply placed her lips on him? A feathery stroke, he was this close to losing control,  and he wanted more. The images of her lips over his body …Sanskaar shuddered with a maddening need. He wanted to drag her down to a corner, someplace where they couldn't be found …and

He pulled back,  his breath heavy, and gazed straight into her eyes. He made no secret of his burning desire.  It was time for payback. 

If he burned for her, she would too…only for him.

With one look into those eyes, Swara felt the world melting away, leaving her entire existence limited to what remained caged between his arms. A brush of fingertips along her arm, trailing to her wrist and back again - he twirled and she spun in once, twice, lured back into his arms. No matter how close he held her, she still felt far.

Their feet in sync they took to the floor, something about them drawing eyes all around. Rather than dancing themselves, most paused to look at the two people who could care less about their presence around them, singing a duet of their own.

His palm on her back slid to her waist and trailed to a rather possessive halt at her hip. Hers shaped along the plains of his shoulders, bunching a little in response to that all too consuming touch.

Two steps, he drew her inexplicably closer, His hand climbed along her spine, scattering delicious tremors of awareness until it came to rest securely at her nape, stroking with gentle fingertips- making her almost purr in pure bliss.

She gasped his name in a breathy whisper, her desire consuming like a fire within. When locked with his gaze, her entire world tilted. And she knew if he led her to the end of the world, she would willingly fall. She stepped back as the music ended, her heart thudding, her senses on fire, and she swiftly excused herself.

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It wasn't only the dance floor, but Kavita burned too. The chemistry between them was evident as intimacy. It didn't feel like just a mere dance, but a lovemaking of its own,  in a language no one could understand.

She had never witnessed Sanskaar's passionate side. He clearly rejected all or any of her physical advances when they were together, but this one was new,  different.

What has changed? Her eyes moved to Swara. Could it be her? 

Any lingering doubts would have vanished, if not at the end of the dance when Swara rushed,  looking clearly shaken. And Kavita followed her. If it's an act she’s gonna make this woman blurt. 

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A splash of water, Swara felt calmed. She gazed at her reflection in the mirror.  It wasn't just her face but her body turned a shade of red. Her cheeks, her eyes dazed…

What was he doing to her, that she no longer felt in control? Why did the rest of the world fade away when in his arms? why did her body come alive under his fingers?  What was this wild need coursing through her begging to be put to rest …which only he can? 

Sanskaar Maheswari is like an irresistible force and she was being drawn, hopelessly. Swara drew in a few deep breaths and a few more. Feeling more composed, she stepped out only to come face to face with Kavita.

“Well! Well! Swara Bose, We meet again ” Kavita threw in a reckless smile and scanned her tip to toe. "Sanskaar definitely had his standards lowered after me. Sad! Oh btw, Maybe you don’t have a clue that I am .. ” 

“ Of Course I do, You are his silly ex,” Swara shot back with a sweet deadly smile. “If cheating is your standard, Kavita, I am glad we don't fall to such low, or let's say his taste just got better. And if you have any other schemes on him, you better stay away . He deserves a much better human than the likes of you.” 

Kavita’s smile died. So she is aware of past history. Could Sanskaar divulge something personal to her? “ Oh! Really?" She raised her brows in question.“You think I don't get it, you silly gal. You are definitely new to intimacy, the way you ran to hide here. Your mere act on the dance floor didn't fool me.”

Swara froze. Could she have known? Was she so evident of her lack of experience? Did she fall flat in her little act? 

“Trust me, Darlin,” Kavita leaned forward  “I have seen more layers. There is no way Sanskaar could move on from me, for someone like you.” 

“Only In your dreams, Kavita,”  Sanskaar stepped out of the darkness, throwing both women by a surprise.  He just wanted to check on Swara, so they could leave the party and ended up being a silent witness of the exchange.

He had to give it to Swara, the way she stood up for him. She didn't have a need to, but she did. And if Kavita thinks she can get away by taking digs at Swara, He wasn't going to stand and watch. How dare Kavita assume that he would hold some feelings for her ?  And how dare she to term their little dance session as an act which definitely wasn't.  Anger simmered like low fire …

He quickly took the side of Swara holding her hand and directed his fiery gaze towards Kavita. “ First thing Kavita, You made your choice then, I never raised a question. I made mine. And it's Swara. You better mind your business.  And second, Don’t you dare say a word against my gal.  I will make you regret each one.” He warned his tone,  falling dangerously low. 

“And third, Just so you don't have any misconceptions about moving on," He turned to Swara who looked smug at his defense, and pulled her for a searing kiss.

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Swara couldn't make sense of a thing. One minute she was picking up a cat fight with Kavita, next minute Sanskaar was by her side like a dark knight ,giving it back to Kavita, and the next...

It all happened in one blink. A breath.

His one hand tangling in her hair and the other sliding down her back, his lips claiming hers. And then every sensation became clear, his lips sliding smoothly against hers, the possessive hold of his hands, the masculine taste of him filling her…stirring a need,  a new rush …a new high. 

And then she kissed him back .

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He just wanted to prove a point, but the moment he got a taste of her lips, there was no stopping. He kissed her like she was the first and last woman he wanted to hold. And he silently pleaded ‘ kiss me back …’ 

It was the very moment she moaned sweetly into his mouth, arching her body into his, the brush of her soft silk against his, and kissed him back. Her hands ran over his shoulders, tangling a sweet spot at his nape.

A stroke of her fingers setting his insides on fire, her sweet fragrance making him heady and feminine taste, clouding all his senses, and the way her lips traced and teased him in all innocence .. he knew he was doomed.

This woman would be the end of him.

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 Nothing mattered. Not the person next to them standing as if stuck by a deadly bolt , the shocked gasp, the muttered curses, or fading click of heels. Everything felt like it was some other world. Far away. Time seemed to melt …

They parted in need of air … breathing heavily. Flushed faces, eyes clouded with half desire, hands resting on each other's face …they gazed at each other. 

“Did she leave?”Sanskaar murmured, his gaze dropping down to her lips . He wasn't done yet. He wanted more of her.

“Yes! Swara murmured back, her body trembling with a need .. for him.

“Good,” He leaned forward . She did too … and their lips clashed again for a steamy kiss. 

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