No.. she struggled hard in his arms, chodiye hume..
sochna bhi mat.. he hissed angrily.
Geetakshi was escorted inside his royal chamber with all the respect she deserved. but she was fuming uncontrollably to think about the betrayal she get from him. he make a fool of her, he hide this big fact from her, and she lost to his bewitching eyes.
her thoughts process came to halt with his sudden entry, maids ran out with his one look and closed the door behind.
she got up facing him angrily,
Why didn’t you tell me who you were earlier.
Why should I? I am a King, your highness.
he spoke with so much of attitude oozing out his posture as he looked at her again with those bewitching eyes,
don’t say that.. she composed herself, I am not worthy of the respect coming from the great King, Maanveer, there was taunt in her voice, she turned and sat on the bed sulking. she had heard stories about him, he is very brutal and blood thirsty worrier not much different from satan.
Maan sighed and walked near her, he sat before her o the bed, Geetakshi, look at me. he held her chin making her look up and meet his eyes.
those group of bandits were troubling Aryanagar’s people from long while, woh bas ek hi rasta hume dekha, that to joined that tribe, soon that boss of him made me one groups boss and then everything you know, that follows…he stopped seeing her wet eyes.
yeh jaan lo, however brutal or cruel I am on the battlefield, that is not me.. he was soft.
but she jerked his hand away angrily, it’s not with this two hands that you have taken all those lives?
nahi Geetakshi, it’s my birthright, he too became furious seeing her not understanding, the wight of thousands of people on my shoulder , it is my duty .. that move me forward.
don’t forget even King Indravardhan, king of Ameerkot, your father has blood of thousands on his hands, as well as the satan king who have built his empire.
that’s the thing.. you are no different than satan, she hissed on his face. his jaw tighten, he controlled his rage, his eyes truing red furiously, but he got up turning his back to her, within the week i will do arrangement to escort you back safely to your Kingdom. and he rushed out leaving her alone to ponder over his words.
he fight alongside his men in the battle. he must be a respected a lot by his kingdom.
agar hum unki jagah hote.. phir bhi hum itna khoon nahi bahate.. she cried but then the beautiful moments they share in the forest, couldn’t be ignorant. her heartbeat raised, how he took care of her, loved her. she blushed, the way his intense eyes held her captive all the while he shower his love on her or at the time he fight for her, killing all bandits who dared to lay their dirty eyes on her.
flashes of all happened from last two days swam in her mind, she closed her eyes, didn’t realize when sleep engulf her tired mind.
tum hi batao suraj, kya hum galat the.. maan stood before his horse, talking with him, sharing hie heart, which pained deep with her accusing eyes, the horse made voice, answering him.
achcha theek hai. .. i should have told her, unhe humare bare mein kuch bhi nahi pata tha par hum unke bare mein sab kuch jaan chuke the.. with every gaze, every smile,, every touch.. his heart fluttered with the memories of those sweet and beautiful moments both shared in the forest.
but when did i got the chance, suraj.. he sighed, i was so lost in her, woh khubsurat ehsaas, jo unhone humare dil mein jagaye hai, shayad hum kabhi nahi bhool payenge unhe.. he pained with the thought her shattering belief on him, she would surely leave me and go, suraj.. phir hum akele ho jayenge.
“Our spies have given the information about princess Geetakshi, Maharaja. She didn’t reach for her wedding ceremony and seems went missing.” one courtier said.
there are rumors Maharaja, that the woman you have brought is non other than Princess Geetakshi, if it’s that the case, the you must not send her back.. other courtier advised him making him furious. there were all unaware about the woman, and their kings growing feelings for the princess.
next moment, that one was screaming in pain who dared to talk against Geetakshi, as Maan put his sword edge straight on his hand, making him writhe in pain.
watch out your words counsel, king is in bad mood recently, his commander stood at left side warned the men.
mercy, Maharaja.. forgive us..both joined the hands , on crying in pain.
don’t tell me what to do or not..understood? get the hell out of here. he roared making both run out for their life and he dismissed the meeting, thinking something deeply.
Maan stepped inside the chamber only to see his beloved was lost in admiring the new cloths he had brought for her.
it’s beautiful, so pretty.. she exclaimed as soon as she find him in her sight, He smiled painfully walking towards her, that’s of my mother, gifted by my father to his queen.
she just kept watching him in awe, he was so soft and tender while talked about it, she held his hand and found it sticky, she gasped once she sees it’s blood.
she clasp his wrist dragging him towards the bed, sit down, let me tend it for you,
please, Maan.. she pleaded and he couldn’t deny further, sat quietly while she bandaged his hand. her heart pained with the thought what she did in fit of anger, slowly raised her hand to her lips kissing it softly making him admired her silently, ‘maybe just for now i can forgot about all that..’ she gazed into his warm captivating eyes, while he held her waist pulling her on is lap, ‘because in the embrace of his,’ ‘by the light of the fire,’
his lips soon captured her as he was driven on by the desire to feel the touch of her mouth against his and maan found her mouth opening involuntarily under his, allowing him to explore more deeply, his tongue sending unexpected shivers right through her, ‘the problem of the worlds and every memory all seems so far away…’