Dear Readers,

This is chapter is dedicated to all who requested me continuously to give an update. I know I couldn't ask a forgiveness this time as it was too long I lastly updated. Some personal problems and studies tied me around. Thanks for being patience with me and showing all your love to this book. Hope you like this .

Happy reading ♥️♥️♥️.

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Sameer tossed on the sofa turning to her side, eyes not leaving for a second, taking into her sleeping form on the bed. The night was brief and short for him, not enough to fill his eyes and heart which craved more of her sight . The silvery glowing moon was falling miserably in front of her bright gleaming face. His eyes lingered lazily on a lock of hair that fell on her forehead,beaming like a half moon in the velvety sky. Fingers hitched to feel the soft midnight glory and he walked towards her. He reached out his hand tucking it behind her ears carefully not to wake her up. Part of him was felt a ping of jealous as he saw the tendrils touching her skin. He sighed, he want to control him atleast till she accept his love. A tough challenge, he knew.

His eyes moved over her face aimlessly, soaked on the calmness on it, seething his heart without any adherence. His lips curved in to a smile " how she came into his life like a wind partnering with rain to hush his agitation. She came without any invitation, though holding a solid place in his heart, filling his traumatised soul with her laughter. she is the brightness to his never ending darkness, guiding him to the heaven of love.

In two months of their marriage,He hardly saw her face avoiding any contact and facing her a little occasionally. But Her tear drained face was still registered in his mind. And It is the first time he is seeing her sleep with a satisfied smile on her face. May be it was his mistake, her face lost the smile in initial days.

"How could you do that Sameer?, where did went years of Nanu's lesson?, forget; do you have a heart?. Its Strange! then how could she Came into my heart with garden full of flowers".He dozed off, while watching her sleep peaceful on the bed .

Black shades of the sky washed out, with the drawn of the orangey melon in the horizon. Twittering birds were composing a new morning melody together in the branches. The bright ball shone amidst of the blue, filtering through the curtains which gave a new glow to the room. Sameer flipped other side on the sofa, as the night seemed too long for him, his curious eyes, longing for the glimpse of her. He opened his eyes oblivious about the hurricane that going to be have a strong effect on his desire.

Naina just came out after the shower, so fresh like a morning flower. His eyes widened, throbbing heart threatening to fall out of its rib cage any moment. As increasing his pulses naina walked swaying her hip slowly with each steps. His breath hitched. And he couldn't avert his eyes from the window that she was standing now. She was dressed in a black kurta, with small golden flower embroidery around its neck matching it with a yellow shalwar.

His brows flicked in an appreciative way, lips curving upwards, as he saw the silvery bangles dangled on her wrist making soft music large enough to entice him. "So she accepted my first gift.." he made a victory dance in his mind.

Like it was not enough for him,She stretched her hand standing up on her toes, parting the curtains which blocked the view of the dawn. Her kurti stretched hugging her perfect curves. And Sameer forgot to breath, the black dress highlighting the shapes of her, making him to skip several beats. He was right behind her, feet moving towards her nonchalantly. And slightly grasped her hand, watching for her consent. When she didn't objected him, he moved the curtains aside holding her hand. She shuddered as his skin touched her, eventhough they have decent gap, the heatness grew between them seeping through her cheeks, marking it with red hues.

"Good morning....". He slowly whispered, titling his head to catch a glimpse of her coloured face. But what invited him was took away his breath once again. Her swan like neck led the way to the tender shoulders, offering extra amount of skin than other days, the neck of her dress was little deep giving him an ample view of her front hidden territory. He gulped turning away for a breath of support, where his whole body was shook with this early adventure.

His heart was drumming erupt, echoing in his ears. " woh....naina...I'm...I'm sorry..". he uttered, like his words were ringing somewhere else. He looked here and there before escaping inside the washroom.

Naina was not less than him, wrenching her hands on the stomach trying to control the sudden ticklish inside her. Her lips were shivering and she bit hardly trying to control it. When she was little relaxed her eyes moisted.
" kyun, yeh sab mere saath horahi hai, whenever I tried to control my feelings, something will happen like this. Kyon bahawan ji???. Mujhe hi pata hai apna pyaar ko chuppana kitna mushkil hai, Jab Sameer mujhse nafrat karti hai.

When sameer came out of the room dressed in a white shirt with a black tie coupling it with a jeans, Naina was nowhere to seem.

" jo....thum doondh rahi nah..vah kitchen me hai..." nanu informed him sitting on the dining area,reading a news paper.

Sameer stood alert, trying to behave normal "khon Nanu...??, I'm not searching anyone". He shrugged taking a adjacent seat to him.

"Really.....??, toh thum yahan kya kar rahi ho beta? dont say that you're looking for a file here..". Nanu folded the paper curiously looking at him, trying not to laugh.

"Nahi.....nahi...toh...mein..ahh mein yahan khaana khaane aaya tha..." sameer blurted, getting caught by nanu.

"...haaa haa.. come on Sameer why you even come to the dining table other than eating..." nanu flicked his eyebrow continuing his teasing session.

" Nanuuuu.....please..." sameer hid his face in his palms. His lips spreaded in a shy smile.

" aila....meri bacha sharama rahi hai....achaa, ruko..mein usse bulaoonga... "Naina....idhar aao beta..". Nanu voiced looking at his excited grandchild. The one who was blushed right now was, sitting with excitement, gazing at the kitchen way like a tempted child waiting for his chocolate. He exactly knew this look, this was the same look he experienced when he was in love. "Is there something went wrong?, that I missed to see?" .

He never saw him like it for once after their marriage, he was always moved around grumping about something or other and they rarely shared an eye contact infront of him, even naina was seemed somewhere lost. The love now shining in sameer's eyes were new to him.
" looks like I'm misinterpreting.....". He thought noting down in his mind to check on this matter.

Naina came out of the kitchen holding a dish, followed by ramdari taking a plate of chapattis. Sameer sat with a shaky breath as the morning images came alive in his mind. But to his surprise, her face was drained and lost its colours again, the colours he saw in the morning was seems like somewhere hidden behind her veils. He felt a deep pinch in his heart. And he couldn't control himself from asking,

" Naina....kya hua thume...thum theek ho nah?...".

Naina was taken a back by his question. He was never in his usual tone in these few days, he is talking with her calmly was like in a dream she always wanted. When he was never dared to see if she was even in the house or not, now behaving exactly contrast, caring for her. "Did he saw the tear marks??, did he knew that I'm crying??...".

".ah..ah...sameer....mein theek hun.." she kept the dishes on the table, taking the edge of her duppatta, dubbing it on her face lightly, to wipe the tear marks, occupied seat opposite to him, serving them and herself.

Those bangles clinged whenever she moved her hand. He was fascinated over those deep silver bangles against her butter glowing skin, which enriched its beauty even more. Simply the dozen of bangles in her hands enamoured him, the tinkling sound flipping his heart left and right.

Taking his attention away from her bangles, the yellow duppatta slipped from her shoulder, smooth and radiant skin there shaking him with need of the air. If the bangles were charm enough to captivate him. Her black dress was teasing him, swiping away his senses. She was looking divine, that he couldn't take his eyes off from her.

It was some thing new for him, inexperienced. Few days back he will laugh on someone if they said he will fall in love with the girl he hatred most in this world. Everything Changed. The equations he build up changed breathing a new life into him. Sameer was heedless how and when he trapped in love with her head over heels , "Love" its the feeling that he hatred all his life. His heart softened like a coated snow in the warmth of her love. " Will she love me still after my betrayal? Will she forgive me in the first?. The question was still unanswered.

To be fallen in love is the pleasure of being new born. In a thousands of flowers living as the one most attracted to the gardener. Its what you just feel it deep within you. Like a whirlwind sweeping off you from the ground. It calmed his raging emotions and he felt like the lack in his life being filled. She is the happiness that dropped on his door. She just took away his heart with a smile sealing it with her constant fragrance.

Her face was etched on his heart with every miniature features. Her name is the melody he wish to sing throughout his life. He was the empty desert until she breathed in his life like a star, lost in the sky wave until the night comes. If she is the flower then he want to be the sweet smell of it, mingled and inseparable.

He slowly stepped inside the kitchen watching her instructing ramdari.once ramdari was gone. He cleared his throat and she was startled with the masculine voice. Her dove shaped eyes stared at his face, and he was blank one again. Those eyes were something that pulling him with a force, magnified and compelling. The spark of innocence lying behind it.

"....thank you....naina." he hardly put together his words.

" kis...liye?..." her voice was almost inaudible, his proximity turning her legs into jelly.

"For accepting my...gift.." he remarked his eyes taking a moment to adore her hands.

" ahh....woh..it was so beautiful, I loved it.." she smiled at him gently.

" only the bangles..??" He murmured, suddenly feeling a ping of jealous with that silver ornament.

"Ahhhh? Aapne kuch bola...?? " she asked averting her gaze to him.

" ah...woh.. mein office jaa raha hoon, bye.. take care..". Before she could reply he was already at the door, bidding Nanu.

He was not the same Sameer she knew, rather the one she always dreamed, and wished to live. Those chocolatey eyes always searching for her, taking care of her and those simple talks with him, nearly slipped her heart into the groove of her stomach with delight. His presence jolting her nerves abruptly. "Is this what being loved by someone...? She thought, And Her mind buzzed with an another answer. she was wrong. She is behaving like a kid trying to reach the moving clouds imagining it to be a sweet candy. An unreachable.

"No, it couldn't be love. Even though he is extra sweet to her now a days that doesn't mean he is in love with her right?, naina don't be silly how will he love a simple naive girl like you, what if he loves any other girl,... hmm possible. But can you accept it happily??, however you're only here for one year. Don't float in your dream. Remember it's a contract full of white paper and some ink. She debated with herself not to fall like a blind in the misery.

She felt like in a delusion, travelling in two boats at a time. She knew either he will accept her or send off her in the completion of their first year of marriage. And she was sure the first one will never happen. "thum jyaadha soch rahi hai naina...aise kaise vah thumse pyaar karega?...he hates you right? Jyaada kush mat hona..".

She continued her pending work, convincing her heart to be calm and composed to accept whatever truth lies infront of her. And there in the office, sameer was working with the files, his mind restless to see her. It was really a hard task for him to concentrate on the presentation when his all thought was filled with her. He always scolded munna when he talks about his wife in the office. That's what they always say right, "walk on someone else shoe, you will understand..". Now he could feel the same. The waiting, was too much long for him, when his eye repeatedly checked on the time.

When the clock struck five, he was in haste, scheduling the next meetings and arranging the files.

" munna...jaldi karo yaar...". These words were a shock for munna. The great business man Sameer maheshwari was in a rush to go home. Whenever munna, Pandit and Varsha ask for early closure of the day. He will scowl at them, throwing angry glares. Munna kept the records he was checking aside and walk to Sameer, checking his head.

"Pchh...munna, kya kar rahi ho yaat thum." He sounded with irritation.

"Yahi...mein dekh raha tha ki,kya thumari sir me chot lagi hai?" he kept his face neutral, controlling his laugh.

"Nothing yaar...leave me.." sameer pulled away his hand glaring at him.

"Oh....." munna glared back at him, with give me an answer look.

"..hmm..woh....woh...mujhe meri teddy bear ko dekhna hai..".

With that Sameer fled from his cabin, his words playing a rewind button for him. Exactly two months before he was scolding her for coming in his life, how wrong he was that time. "Don't judge a book by its cover..". How true it was in his life. He drove to his home, wondering about her, to drown in the depth of her eyes, dwelling with the calmness in her smile.

Two persons became one soul, without their knowledge and any resistance.
If this morning was an unexpected treat for him. The next morning was unimaginable.

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Writer. ❤