Writer's POV:-

"Uh… ahh… ouch… ah Aakarsh… it's hurting…" Diksha groaned in slight pain.

"Shh… just a minute… it's almost out…" Aakarsh whispered near her.

"Ahh… aaram se (easy)... do it slowly…" she again hissed.

"Uff… I can't do anymore slower…" Aakarsh groaned back.

"But it's...aah…." She wiggled in pain.

"Yaar stay still… I can't focus with you shaking this much…" Aakarsh complained to her for the nth time.

"Hmm…" she pursed her lips and squeezed her eyes shut, stopping the painful moan.

"There… it's done…" Aakarsh grinned victoriously, having the satisfaction of appreciation for the hard work he just did.

"Ahh finally…" Diksha breathed in relief, holding her — now free — hair. She rubbed her hair roots on the scalp as it was paining and hurting her.

Yes, it was her bunch of hair stuck in the zipper file she brought to get checked by Aakarsh.

She took out the papers from it while stepping inside his cabin. Exactly in the next moment, Aakarsh had pulled her to himself with such a force that a handful of her open hair got stuck in the zipper, badly, when she was closing it. 

It was completely entangled as she had run the zip over it mistakenly and stuck more when she tried to take it out. 

A soft painful moan escaped her lips when it stung badly on her scalp while trying to pull out her hair.

She glared and yelled at Aakarsh for he was the one causing it, although unknowingly, still, it was because of him that she had to face the situation and suffer this pain. 

The one thing that can make an otherwise jovial girl mad is the trouble with her hair!

And, to add more to it, this is Diksha we are talking about! 

He had apologized genuinely and helped her get her hair free from the clutches of the zipper file. It took him several curses and painful cries from Diksha to finally get it detangled without causing much damage.

And, here he is grinning at his achievements. He appreciated himself, inwardly, for successfully detangling her hair. 

Hmm… such a hardworking man, people! 

"You idiot, why do you have to always scare me like this? I could have gone bald today only because of you!" She smacked his chest hard with the zipper file.

"Aaoo… girl it hurts!" he yelped, holding the affected area. His face frowned in slight but sudden pain.

"Oops, did it hurt badly?" With her words wrapped in concern, she asked innocently, touching his chest.

Aakarsh glanced at her, getting concerned over him, and thought to continue.

"Yeah, very badly…" Aakarsh exaggerated, making cry faces.

The mighty Aakarsh Verma was playing a silly game, just for the attention of his fiancée.

Oh, sorry, lovely fierce and wild kitten for a fiancée, who turns into a hot lioness at times!

"Yeah… it should. Rather more." She yelled furiously. Diksha sensed his acting and again hit him but this time on the shoulders.

Even in anger, she just can't let him get hurt, let alone injured. Especially when she is one hitting him.

So she kept hitting and smacking him on his shoulders and arms.

"Okay… okay… I won't… aah..  do any random things again, now stop…aah... hitting me Jaan." He said, trying to dodge her hits but she kept on smacking him.

For a second, just for a damn second Diksha stopped to breathe when her bad luck laughed loudly on her and Aakarsh held her tightly in his arms, spinning her around, so that her back was pressed against his chest, closely. 

She was again close to him. So close that she can feel him breathing on her skin. And to say Aakarsh was liking it would be an understatement.

He was jumping in his mind feeling her so close to him. 

Oh! How badly he wants to keep her locked in his arms forever!

Day and night! 

Every freaking second! 

She should be, where she rightfully belonged. In the heavenly circle of his strong arms, covered in his manly scent; so that no other male species could get to hold even the slightest sight of her.

Oh, how much Aakarsh wanted it! 

Wanted it all! 

Bundles of rage gushed through his veins when he remembered the previous encounter with the selected five interns, a few minutes ago. 

He was already disliking… no hating Vedant. Period.

He tightened his grip remembering how Vedant was eyeing his life — his to-be wife! 

He slid his arms properly around her slender waist, locking her completely. Inhaling her sweet smell he took a long breath.

"Leave me you dufus… I'll break your neck today!" She wiggled with all her might only to get gripped more.

Her words pulled him back from his angry state of mind. He felt happy and content that she was finally in his arms. 

Only his!

"My wild kitten!" He smiled before nuzzling in the crook of her neck.

This sudden action of his made her still. Her eyes widened in the shape of saucers noticing his mood. She shuddered visibly, going speechless the very next moment. 

Aakarsh kissed his way down her neck, forcing her to close her eyes in pleasure. Diksha gasped and tilted her neck unknowingly when he slid her shirt off a few centimeters from her left shoulder, leaving open mouth kisses on her smooth shoulder skin.

Diksha clutched his hands over her stomach, pressing it more in there, unknowingly.

"Aakarsh… we are in your ...office!" She formed a few words of wisdom in between the pleasure moments provided by him. 

However, it only made him smile more in between the kisses and she felt it too. 

"Only if you remember…" he said, continuing his innocent work. 

He felt his body demanding more of her, and insatiable hunger and desire arose in his heart. He nibbled and sucked hard on her skin with so much hunger.

Soft initially then going hard!

He licked and kissed and sucked and nibbled! 

Like a hungry man feasting on his favourite food after a hunger strike. Such a decent activity by a hungry man!

Ohh, the innocent soul! *Winking*

"Umm… What?" She asked, which came out more like an appeal to continue his naughty deeds.

"We had our first kiss here. In this very cabin and office of mine." Aakarsh said, raising his head, stopping his ministrations for some time, though he started making small circles on her tummy.

The simple act of touching felt more sensuous and passionate.

"I do remember… you took my first kiss without my consent. I had saved it for my husband." Diksha said, controlling her moans.

"Yes, you had said that, and I felt jealous like hell when you mentioned your husband. I had practically strangled that imaginary man in my head that day." He said tightening his arms in known jealousy this time. 

No other man but he!

He should and will be the husband of this girl in his arms! Aakarsh thought, remembering that day.

"Hmm, I had read your expressions and sensed your mood the way you refused to listen to anything about my husband. And how I had saved…" 

Aakarsh interrupted her in between.

"That saved kiss was for me, so I took it. As, I'm your supposed husband and I will be your legally wedded husband and you'll be my wife by heart, feelings, rituals, and laws. Did you get that?" He asked, trying not to get annoyed at any imaginary situation or man. 

He was making himself believe the truth.

"Very clearly. We are gonna get married which apparently makes you my husband. But, then again, you don't have to act so repulsively. Even today, the look you had in your eyes, they were clearly showing how you wanted to strangle Vedant too." Diksha tried to make him understand. She knew he was paying attention to her words.

He always did! 

"I don't care. Nobody has the right to see or think about you. You're mine and mine alone." Aakarsh stated possessively, pulling her more close to him if that's even possible with no distance between them left already.

"Why so possessive?" Diksha asked as he dipped his face back in the crook of her neck.

"This is how I am and you have to bear this all our lives long, Meri Jaan!" He accepted and flirted at the same time, making her blush.

"Ahh… umm…" a raspy moan came out of her luscious lips when he grazed his teeth on her smooth skin, biting there lightly before sucking it with passion.

"Aakarsh… stop biting me." Came Diksha's hoarse voice due to the pleasure Aakarsh intended to fill her with today. He bit on the same spot again before sucking it sensuously, setting her body on fire.

"Can't help… They are like drugs to me now. A healthy but addictive drug that I don't wish to quit any day." Aakarsh said, giving the last suck on a particular place, and grinned like a child looking at his artwork. 

Damn, he didn't do that, just, did he? *giggles"

Oops, he knows she will erupt like a volcano once it will be in her sight! *Winking*

"You and your intense words. I never thought you were a cheesy type of guy. And romantic!" She said, smiling softly.

Aakarsh had successfully diverted her mind from the raging wild kitten mode.

She has long forgotten how angry she was with him and the endless credit goes to Aakarsh and his romantic ways!

The guy sure knows how to turn things in his favour! *Giggles*

"Acha (yeah)? Firstly, I didn't know about it either. Let's say it takes a certain person to enter your life to unravel some side of yours. Sides which you aren't aware of, yourself." Aakarsh said lovingly, rubbing his lightly stubbled cheek on hers, making her giggle in return.

"Umm-hmm, even I've started believing that now!" 

"I know that's why I said so. This journey of life makes you meet several people. But there's only one out of all for you to be your true self with!" 

"See again deep words… like those intense ones!" Diksha said giggling softly, pure like a child.

"And what are those intense words?" He asked, nuzzling his head in her neck. A playful smile playing on his lips.

"Umm those heart-touching shayaris (short poetry) of yours. They are indeed intense & deep!" She said, turning in his arms, facing him. 

"But, you like them, Jaan!" He exclaimed, kissing her forehead followed by both cheeks and eyes. He looked satisfied at his work, eyeing something on her shoulder with a naughty glint.

Wait till she finds it! *evil laugh*

"Not just like. I love them!" She said looking at his chest, suddenly feeling shy under his penetrating yet loving gaze. She didn't dare to meet his eyes for some reason.

The reason that gave her butterflies in her tummy. It gave a giddy feeling to Aakarsh too. Seeing her blush, especially because of him, always gives him a thrilling sensation.

"I never knew you wrote shayaris. Not that I know anything more about you now, but this was an unexpected thing." She said, blushingly as she remembered his intense and deep words.

"What can I say… someone's turning me into a poet!" He whispered in her ear slowly and seductively, biting her lobe.

"Alright, now do your work and let me do mine!" She said, composing herself, as to not get carried away with him, again.

"I am doing my work only…" 

He started to speak only to get interrupted by her.

"No. Do your work seriously. Office hours are anyway going to end soon. And I have to help Sejal too. So, leave me and get back to your work." Diksha said, pushing his arms away from her.

He huffing irritatedly let her go reluctantly, making annoyed faces.

"Bye," Diksha kissed his cheeks before sprinting out of his cabin, leaving a sulking Aakarsh behind.

Damn, they didn't discuss the progress reports! *Author is laughing like a maniac*

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Writer's POV:-

It was post office hours. Diksha and Aakarsh were in the car heading back home.

"Aakarsh, stop stop…" she said suddenly, making him apply the break in haste.

"What happened?" Aakarsh asked in a worried tone.

"Arey wo maine kapde alteration ke liye diye the. Wahi lena hai mujhe (I had given my clothes for alteration. And, I've to pick them). See there's the boutique." She said pointing towards the boutique on the left side of the road.

"Uske liye tumne aise roka(you stopped me like that for this). I thought something happened! You could have asked normally rather than shouting." He scolded her.

"Sorry, I didn't think so." She said, passing an apologetic smile.

"It's okay. Don't repeat it. Now, go fetch your clothes. I'm waiting here." Aakarsh said, parking the car at the side. 

"Hmm… I'll be back in a minute." Saying so, Diksha got out of the car and walked towards the boutique.

She must have walked some 9-10 steps when a loud sound of bomb blast echoed surrounding the whole place. A car had the bomb which just blasted. People started to run here and there when Diksha turned back only to see her world turning upside down. Teardrops appeared suddenly in her eyes as she saw the scene in front of her. She cried at the top of her lungs...

"Aakarsh…." 

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Writer's POV:-

They were in love,

They were happy,

Time belongs to no one,

Everything is sappy,

Blood was it all,

Blood smeared around,

The nightmare had come true,

Crying was only the sound,

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