Ishaan

Her lips softly crash against mine, hungrily devouring them, before locking the door of my bedroom. Her body presses against mine as she pushes me onto the bed. Straddling my lap, she ravishes my mouth with an intense need and desire, leaving me breathless under her powerful kiss.

Kissing Anvi has because a routine for me, I see her first thing in the morning? I kiss her. I see her after class? I kiss her. We have a class together? I'll steal kisses from her when the professor isn't looking.

And to my surprise, nobody has seemed to figure out that we've something going on... except maybe Kyra, that kid is a sharp one, I've to physically force myself to keep a distance from Anvi whenever she's around because she's already suspicious more than anyone else.

It was a Sunday morning and I wasn't really expecting to see my gorgeous lady until tomorrow, but as luck may have it, Shivyansh gave her a spare key a few years into their friendship with each other. And he has one too, for her house. I just have to figure out first where the hell he kept it.

I feel a wet kiss on my neck, distracting me from the trail of my thoughts. Anvi's soft lips press against my skin, her tongue swirling and sucking greedily, marking a dark hickey on my flesh. My hands roam urgently over her back, pulling her into me as she leaves a trail of fiery red marks on my body. Lost in the heat of the moment, I press our bodies together with an intense need, each touch igniting a fierce desire in me.

Her lips travel back to mine but before we get any more intimate I hear a thud outside the room of my door and Anvi pauses in her place. Her tiny hands softly graze the skin of my naps before she turns her head to the doorway.

"Ji mumma we'll be there soon."

Anvi's eyes widen at a faint voice coming from the door, specifically my elder brother's voice. I roll my eyes at the door before cupping Anvi's chin and bringing her back to devour her sweet lips. Bhai can go to hell for now.

I place a peck on my lady's lips but she hesitates a bit before backing away and looking my way with worried eyes.

Her gaze turns to the door before slowly returning to me.

"He's going to kill me, Ishaan"

She points to the door separating us from my brother, and her figure slightly trembles. Shivyansh is a chill person until it comes to anger. It won't take him seconds to find his gun and point it at our heads if he finds out that we've been going behind his back. For some reason, he's so against me and Anvi dating, it's frustrating.

I cup Anvi's face between my large hands before placing a peck on her cheeks.

"He's going to kill us."

Her expression goes dumbfounded and softly, she smacks my shoulder in annoyance.

"That's even worse."

I click my tongue before shaking my head softly and bringing the hand that had just smacked me to my lips, kissing the back of it.

"Tere sath maru ya jiyo Kya farak padta hai meri jaan"
(What difference does it make whether I live or die with you, my love?)

I peer into her eyes, smiling at the now-present glint in them. Pulling her close again, I press a kiss on her forehead before pecking the entire surface of her face, from her eyes to the tip of her nose to her soft lips.

A loud knock disturbs our moment, causing Anvi to jolt in my hold.

"Ishaan, bahar nikal"
(Ishaan, come out)

I give a glance to my girl before boring holes into the wood of the door.

"Kya chahiye Bhai?"
(What do you want brother?)

"Mumma ne lunch ke liye bahar bulaya hai. We've to go."
(Mother has called us out for lunch, we've to go)

Anvi relaxes in my arms hearing his statement and I gently rock our bodies together.

"Aarha hu shower leke. Aap chalo."
(I'm coming after taking a shower, you go)

I hear my brother grumble something before saying "Okay"

As his footsteps retreat from outside, the girl in my lap lets out a sigh before giggling softly.

"That was close huh?"

She nods at my statement before pecking my jaw.

"You should get ready"

"Help me?"

"Gladly," she says, a smile appearing on her rosy lips.

Time skip

To say that my room was a mess would be an understatement. My girlfriend here, being the perfect IT girl she is, had to pick apart my whole closet to find me the "perfect casual mother-son lunch day outfit" as she said.

"Ishaann"

"Bolo meri jaan"

"Which belt do you want to wear?"

I look at her slim figure before keeping the clothes in my hand back on the bed and walking closer to her.

"Whichever one you want around your wrist tonight baby."

The words I whisper in her ears make her shiver, as a blush creeps up on her cheeks. She looks into my eyes before slightly shaking her head and letting out a giggle which makes me smile widely.

"Pagal hai Tu."

She nudges my shoulder softly before picking out a black belt and handing it to me.

"Huh so black around your fair waists? Not bad baby."

"ISHAAN!!"

Her whisper shout makes me let out another chuckle before I set my clothes on the dresser and pick up my towel.

"Wanna join me, mi lady?"

Anvi raised her eyebrow at me before shaking her head with a smile on her face.

"No thank you, you'll get late now go."

I give her a nod before heading into the bathroom to take a cold shower.

It took a while for me to wash up but I quickly dry my hair before wrapping the towel around my waist and opening the door to get my clothes.

"Anvi, when are you going to leave?"

I pick up the clothes before dressing for heading back towards the door but the sound of a voice as deep as mine pauses me at the doorway.

"She'll leave as soon as I get the explanation why she was in your room, that too on a Sunday morning."

A shiver travels down my spine and my head slowly turns to look at the figure standing tall behind me with an angered face. Anvi looks at me apologetically from behind my brother's huge figure and my eyes finally clash with his. They were red, in fury, and clearly marked my death with their stare.

We're doomed ma belle.

Kyra

My morning usually starts with the loud ringing of my alarm, followed by Riri's paws all up in my face and hair. Followed by another loud clash usually coming from the kitchen of Kaynaaz and Rooh blabbering over something. 

But their morning was awfully quiet. I did wake up according to my own time since it was Sunday and I went to bed really late while texting Shiv and Mariam. One thing didn't change tho, and that was my white feline's pink nubby toes pressing against my cheeks as if making biscuits out of them. And like usual she places a soft lick on my cheek before rolling over and snuggling into me.

"Good morning sweet baby"

My raspy morning voice makes her purr softly before curling further closer to my heat. My hands crawl out of the sheets and I softly get a hold of the kitty before picking her up and placing her on my chest.

My fingers softly pet the soft fur on her body before rubbing her ears gently.

It was unusually quiet. Was Kaynaaz still had at Rooh? Ever since she caught Rooh sneaking back home from the party the two had been distant and I hadn't had the chance to talk to them about it.

Riri lets out a soft meow toward the ding on my phone and I pick up my phone to find a reminder popping up.

I jolt up from my lying position scaring the fur out of Riri, she bounces aside for me before staring at my figure with a curious look.

"I'm so sorry bacha, I didn't mean to scare you. It's just today I've to meet a person who's been annoying for quite a while, but it's kind of risky too you know? Mumma's stressed"

And as seen understanding every word, the feline stalks over to me before rubbing her head against my thigh. She then climbs onto my lap and softly pats my chest with her paws.

I let out a soft chuckle at her attempt to comfort me and place a soft peck on her forehead. But even after Riri's attempts, I can't help but feel a weird pit in my stomach. Either out of excitement or of fear.

Finally letting out a sigh, I set my kitty aside before climbing out of the warm bed. My sleepy limbs drag themselves to the closet before jolting it open and staring at its contents.

Do I dress to impress or dance to not impress, I don't even know what this guy wants from me, I don't even know if I want to meet him. I just really want him to stop stalking me. It's getting out of hand now.

After a few minutes of rough decision, I pick out an outfit I would usually wear to the library, a black pleated skirt, a white cropped shirt, along with a cropped thin blazer. And of course, a bow to tie my hair.

Setting my clothes on the bed and softly scolding Riri not to mess them up, I hop into the shower for the interesting day ahead.

It doesn't take me long to change and get down in time for breakfast. I set my tote on one of the chairs before sitting opposite Ipshita Bhabhi and waiting impatiently for my food.

"Where are you going, Kyra?"

Bhabhi's question not only catches my attention but also Papa's he lowers the newspaper held up to his face, waiting for my response.

"Kuch nhi bhabhi, I just have to pick out some books from the library for my assignment, it won't take me too long"
(Nothing bhabhi, I just have to pick out some books from the library for my assignment, it won't take me too long)

Bhabhi passes me a smile before nodding her head softly, on the other hand, my father grumbles under his breath before returning to his daily.

I open my mouth to ask him how he slept but close it back up immediately. If he doesn't wanna talk then I won't bother either.

The rest of the breakfast goes by quietly, bhai was still sleeping, Kaynaaz wasn't ready to hold a conversation with anyone, and Dad was too focused on his newspaper, occasionally listening to the conversation, mumma and Bhabhi were having about cake and pastry.

Bhabhi was a great cook, so me and Kaynaaz eventually suggested that she take control of the food branch in Bhai's company, one which he was willing to pass on to her. But she hesitated and refused the offer on the spot.

Weird.

I excuse myself from the breakfast table before setting the plate in the kitchen and washing my hands.

Bhabhi offers me a ride to the library but I turn her down, a walk sounds better right now after all the glares and stares from Papa.

The walk to the library isn't too long from our house, just a few minutes. It was a warm sunny morning today and I did break into a bit of sweat from the thin coat over my shirt but I let it pass on.

A smile creeps up on my face seeing a litter of kittens playing with each other while their mumma keeps from on check from a distance. I pause to make my way towards the cats but instantly drop that idea when I see a big man walking up behind me from the corner of my eye.

I'm not one to judge, but ever since my incident with Tanmay, I've rather started to stay away from men who don't look that friendly.

I quicken my steps towards the direction of the library, almost sprinting towards it.

A deep sigh leaves my lip as my comfort place comes into view and I sense no one behind me. I look over my shoulder, to find no one there.

Strange.

Gripping my tote bag, I eye my watch. 12:50 pm. I still had 10 mins before he arrived so I can definitely check some of the new books in the library.

I check into the huge place usually the small card I had brought years ago, before sprinting up the stairs to the dark romance section.

I had been wanting to get GOW by Rina Kent for a while, even though I had read the ebook, I wanted to reread it with the physical copy.

Excitement pulses through me as I pick up the orange-black book from the high shelf, before flipping through the pages to chapter 20.

'Did you just say Russian Roulette?'

The first sentence of the chapter pulses a jolt through my body and I squeal internally.

Even though my existence reflects light of pure innocence, and at heart too I am innocent, my brain is the freakish organ.

It's embarrassing how much I enjoy these scenes and dark romance as a concept. But that's something hidden from the world, kept to myself.

I read through a few pages, completely forgetting the reason I was here in the first place, what is until I heard a deep voice whisper into my ear.

" ''Beg me to fuck you.' A whole-body shiver goes through me.' ?"

I pause at the voice in my ear and immediately shut the book in my hand. My breath catches in my throat and I'm too afraid to turn around and face the source of the sound.

"Is this what you've been reading in my absence señorita?"

Oh shit. Holy fuck. No no no no. He did not just watch me read a smut scene from my favourite book.

I hesitate for a few seconds before speaking confidently, but my voice betrays me and rather comes out meek and soft.

"Move."

He clicked his tongue before pressing his body into mine, holding me captive between the bookshelves and his huge build. At least that's how he felt.

"Not so soon my lady, I have something for you."

He places a peck on the lobe of my ear before stuffing his hand somewhere in his pocket and pulling out something from it.

It takes him a few seconds before I feel something cold against my neck. He fastens a necklace around my neck before holding me by my waist and twirling me around to face him.

My eyes turn down to the floor, too afraid to meet his own which makes him let out a soft chuckle.

"Now now, don't shy away, I'm not that bad."

Not. That. Bad??

I stomp my feet in fury before smacking my hand on his chest.

"You've been stalking me for the past two months and you're not bad? Do you realise how creepy that is? If you wanted to be my friend you could've just asked that, what the need to stalk and find out everything I like, and if you were stalking me shouldn't you know my favourite colour? What was the point of asking it?"

I let out a sigh of relief from the anger before his chest rumbles under the touch of my hand which was still in its place subconsciously.

I quickly remove the hand before staring at that laughing man. And just then, I feel a moment of weakness hit me. My eyes soften, and my legs almost quiver as if I'll melt into the ground.

His eyes.

Hazel brown beautiful eyes.

They seemed to carry a world of depth and residing warmth, framed by long, inviting lashes that very prettier than I had ever seen.

My eyes were taken in the frame of his handsome face, His messy black hair tumbled carelessly, adding an air of mystery to his appearance. His jawline seemed as if it could cut through the thickest of tensions with its rugged determination. The soft-looking cheeks invite a gentle touch, which causes me to clench my fingers into a fist.

The man was in no way real. It looked as if he had walked out of a book from this library.

"Take a picture sweetheart, it'll last longer."

There, he broke the trance. I push against his chest making him back away from me before bolting towards the stairs. Surely enough, he follows after, catching a hold on my wrist and pulling back.

"Kindly leave me the fuck alone before I scream."

"Scream my love, I don't mind, then I'll show up the next day at your house with a bouquet of flowers and claim to be your boyfriend, and I wonder how that'll sound to your beloved father."

I pause at his statement before turning around to face him.

"That's blackmail."

"So that's what it's called? Well whatever it is, you promised me some time together Kyra."

A shiver passes done my spine when I hear my name from his lips and I shake my head at him.

"I never promised you again."

"You saw my text"

"Don't mean I promised to spend my time with you idiot."

"Oh, so I'm an idiot?"

I use my free hand to point at his once before nodding my head.

"Yeah, A big one clearly."

"I'm your idiot."

My idiot. Wow. I already have enough idiots at home I really didn't need another one. Rolling my eyes, I slightly twists my hand away from his hold, but he doesn't budge.

"Let me go please"

I make a fake crying face in front of him and it totally works. He loosens the hold on my wrists and his eyes change a bit, looking more caring than terrorizing.

"Let me buy you some books."

"What?"

I slightly shake my head to make sure I heard what he said was right. He wants to buy me books? No one buys me books. What-

"Let me buy you some books señorita."

And before I can protest, he drags me back to the aisle where he had cornered me before picking out the book I had been engrossed in before he arrived.

"Here, my apologies for interrupting your reading time, I know it's precious to you."

"How do you-"

"I know everything, Kyra. I'm everywhere"

He does a little jazz hands movement, almost making me chuckle at him. It's funny how fast his demeanour had changed from a monster to a soft-book guy in just a few minutes.

I move across the library, picking out a few books, and reading extracts of others, and the whole time, he follows behind, soundlessly as if reading my every moment and step.

It doesn't take me more than 30 minutes to find a bundle of books before turning towards him and forwarding my hands in his direction. I was a bit shy and sceptical at his words, but a girl would do anything to get new books. And I mean, anything.

He gives me a small smile, the first one I've seen since I met him, before grabbing the books away from my hold and carrying them to the counter.

It takes another 15 minutes for him to finally get the books back to me because clearly, the lady at the counter developed a first sight crush on this man.

"Thank you.."

I take the books from his hands before placing them in my bag, and returning my gaze to him with awkwardness.

"I think I deserve a kiss in return don't you Señorita?"

What is up with this man and his absolutely horrible timing for ruining the moment with his awful flirts?

"I think not."

I turn away from him before walking to the exit of the building, his footsteps only a few meters away from mine.

"Well then, next time."

He says as soon as we're outside. His figure passes mine and I shake my head to myself.

"There is no next time."

"Yes, there is sweetheart."

Before I spit out some words to argue with him, I pause in my place, starting at the gorgeous vehicle in front of me.

I point at the black bike he stands next to before looking at him and saying, "Nice"

He fits the helmet around his head before glancing at me.

"Wanna ride?"

"Your bike?"

"No"

He lets out a soft chuckle before shaking his head softly and looking into my eyes through his helmet.

"My dick, señorita"

I let out a loud cough, almost dropping the phone held in my right hand. He gives me a sly wink before getting on his bike.

"See you soon Ms. Poet."

"At least tell me your name, you idiot."

"Next time my love"

And with that, he zooms off into the streets of Delhi.