SWASAN – you are MINE! chapter 27

so here the next chap…i glad you all liked the previous one…and thank you sooo much for you precious comments….

Swara’s POV:

I really didn’t want to go to the dinner with him nor do I want to be introduced to his business partners and friends. But who said I am allowed to deny what he says? So I silently obey and got ready for it. He never gives me a choice and I hate it.

“You look beautiful, bhabi. White and pink colour suits you.” said the maid who came to help me get ready.

“Thank you.” I force a smile and turn to the mirror.

The person I found there was not me. I never wear anything heavy or too fancy. It was never my style. But the girl standing in the mirror is wearing a heavy dress, heavy makeup, and high heels.

Bold, mature, somewhat calm and collected – The person I see is Sanskar Maheshwari’s wife.

Where have I lost Me….?

Feels like a stab in my chest. The maid had already left, so I lower my head and allow my feelings to flow from eyes.

Minutes later, I walked out the room and found Sanskar talking on the phone and a cigarette in his hand. He is wearing black pants, waist coat and white shirt with its sleeves folded.

I snapped out of my thought when I heard him mumbling ‘beautiful’.

Dashing…!

This word pops up from the corner of my mind when I saw him strolling towards me. I abruptly lower my gaze and he came to a halt, few steps away from me. There were minutes of silence between us. I kept feeling his eyes on me and kept my focus on his shoes.

He took a hold of my hand, places a gentle kiss on it and sighed.

“I don’t know what to do now…. Should I take you to dinner or back to our bedroom?” His words startled me, making me step back from him.

“Come. We will be late.” He chuckled and pulled me.

We walked hand in hand silently out the house and was greeted by five well built guards, wearing black uniform and holsters on the side. They all mumble ‘hello Bhabi’ as soon as they saw me. I also answered and then I felt Sanskar squeezing my hand a little with a ghostly smile on his face.

He leads me to his vehicle, which happens to be a Prado again, but it is a navy blue this time. A guard opens the door for me and Sanskar helped me sit. He jumped in from the other side and the driver greeted us both.

The convoy of two Jeeps, one bike and one Prado start moving. I don’t get the point of this much security. It wasn’t this strict when we arrived here yesterday or maybe it is just a show off to the guests there. But regardless of the reason, I don’t feel comfortable with this.

I become aware of my surroundings when I felt a hand on my lap.

“What is it? You look disturbed.” Sanskar asks and I shook my head in negative.

He took my hand and put it on his lap. Closing his eyes, he leaned back onto the seat and start making patterns on my hand’s back, next moment he was tracing his finger on mine and then he intervened our fingers tight.

What is he doing….?

I tried pulling my hand back several time but instead he tightened his grip more without opening his eyes.

The drive was short and my hand remains on his lap the whole time.

The car came to a halt at a grand entrance of a building, which seems like a hotel. I’ve never come to this city so I don’t know anything about it and I am not going to ask him. My side of the door opens and I found Sanskar standing there, holding a hand out to me.

Hesitantly, I give him my hand and he helped me in getting out. As we stepped in, a beautiful girl came rushing toward us
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“Mr. Aman, this way.”

Aman???

She smiles to Sanskar and he only nodded in response. Like any other girls, he didn’t look at her.

All of the guards are now wearing coats which hide their weapons but do they have permission to bring them in?

“Shona!” I felt a tug on my arm, turning me to face Sanskar.

“Listen, most of my business partners know me as Aman Maheshwari. So don’t get confused and no matter what happens, stay close to me. There will be people who are ……… just stay close.” He didn’t complete his sentence.

There will be more people who are criminals like him???

That is a possibility, considering that he is also a criminal himself.

I nodded in response. He bent and kissed my cheek. Startled by his boldness, I looked away.

Oh god….this man..urghhh

I found all the guards avoiding of looking at us with smiles on their faces, while the pretty lady was frowning at me.

He rested his arm on the back of my waist and led me to the hall. He tightened his grip protectively whenever I lost my balance. Wearing heels is not easy, especially when you are not used to it and its your first time wearing them, but it was an order by Sanskar because I am not as tall as him.

It was a quite boring party…..the people I knew were Natasha and Sanskar….i didn’t know anyone else…stupid people….stupid parties….i was just standing with Natasha and Sanskar…they were busy talking and I was just looking around silently….

The all of a sudden the music started and I saw a few couples coming to the dance floor….thank god at least in enjoyed watching them dancing…..i never knew…. criminals can dance too….i was looking around when I felt Sanskar’s gaze on me…why is he always staring at me….it’s so uncomfortable…ignoring his gaze I heard Natasha saying something…
‘‘why don’t you both join the other couples in dancing…’’she said with a smile on her face

‘‘u-uh….NO…..i m-mean I don’t know how to dance…’’I said before Sanskar could say anything…I know he wouldn’t refuse…

‘‘so what…Sanskar know how to dance…and you could just follow his steps’’ did she really want us to dance…i looked at her doubtfully while she just smiled

‘‘No….i cant…I mean my dress is heavy and I can’t dance in these dress’’ I looked at both of them and it seemed like they are talking through their eyes…wow they can understand each other so much…

‘‘oh come on Swara they are not that heavy..i am sure you would manage. Sanskar go’’ I know she doing this on purpose…and before I could refuse and make another stupid excuse Sanskar held my writ and dragged me to the Dance floor…

‘‘w-what are you doing….i-I said I don’t know how to dance…and the dress is also…’’I could complete as he put his finger on my lips..

‘‘sssshhhh….you talk too much…even I am not a great dancer…just look into my eye and follow my steps…

‘‘b-bu..’’

‘‘just do as I say….it won’t be difficult…’’’and I unknowing nodded my head…the the son changed to a romantic song…wow great now I am going to dance on romantic song with the person I hate the most…what a luck I have…the music started and….

Wajah Tum

Kaise kahun ishq mein tere
Kitna hoon betaab main
Aankhon se aankhe mila ke
Chura loon tere khwaab main (x2)

The song started and we stood there like statues with him staring at my while I was as usual busy looking at his shoes….then I felt a his hand on my chin moving my face upwards.. ‘‘swara….just look into my eye…ok’’he said as softly as he could….while adjusting my head upwards….and I felt his other hand travelling through my back to my waist pulling me closer…way too closer to him…there was only an inch gap between our bodies….oh god …

He then took my right hand and put it on his shoulder and took too my left hand in his and put his other hand on my waist and started dancing…I kept looking at his eye and hesitated at first but later unknowingly started participating …in split of seconds we both were lost in the dance while looking into each other eyes… we Both were holding each other close and was swaying with the music…. forgetting the surrounding..

What is he doing to me….what is he…

Mere saaye hain saath mein
Yaara jis jagah tum ho
Main jo jee raha hoon
Wajah tum ho..
Wajah tum ho.. (x2)

he then held my hand a and twirled my around in a circle carefully and brought me back close..…because of the twirling back I lost my balance and accidently stepped on his foot with my heel and crashed his chest….i heard him hissing in pain…I guess my heal was too hard….but he didn’t say anything…

O…
Hai ye nasha, ya hai zehar
Iss pyar ko hum kya naam dein
(Iss pyar ko hum kya naam dein)
Hai ye nasha, ya hai zehar
Iss pyar ko hum kya naam dein
Kab se adhuri hai ik daastaan
Aaja usey aaj anjaam dein
Tumhe bhuloon kaise main
Meri pehli khata tum ho
Main jo jee raha hoon
Wajah tum ho..
Wajah tum ho.. (x2)
oo…

he then slid both of his hands tracing my arms from shoulder to my wrist romantically …I closed my eye….and he grabbed me by from my waist gently and lifted me in up into the air while slowly turning around in circles after 2 seconds he brought me back down without breaking the eye contact….his right hand landed on my waist again…for the first time I danced as i knew it perfectly…..but I didn’t….shocking…

Kya jaane tu mere iraade
Le jaunga saansein chura ke
(Saansein chura ke)
Kya jaane tu mere iraade
Le jaunga saansein chura ke
Dil keh raha hai gunehgaar ban ja
Bada chain hai inn gunaahon se aage
Main gumshuda si raat hoon
Meri khushnuma subah tum ho

He again held my hand gently and spin me around in circles again…brought me back close…now my back was crashed to his chest….he hugged me from back…still swaying with the music…and placed a few feathery kisses on my shoulder and neck without anyone noticing…I shivered a little and shocked by his act and quickly stepped forward from him…ready to leave but a he held my me by my wrist and pulled me to him again crushing to his chest…not allowing me to go…

Main jo jee raha hoon
Wajah tum ho..
Wajah tum ho.. (x2)
Wajah tum ho.. (x4)

he then made sure that he has a firm grip on me, and then dip me backwards slowly and sensually. …my both hands around his neck and both his hands on my waist ….and our dance finished at the same time as the song…we stayed in that positions for few minute…still lost in the dance…we were completely out of senses…. He slowly made me stand straight….still holding my waist tightly…. We still didn’t break the eye contact…were in a hugging position…and came back to senses with the sound of claps….i tried to free myself but he won’t let me go…

(I have never described dance….so soory if its bad)

‘‘you not that bad….in Dancing.’’ He said with a smirk.
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‘‘let go of me’’ still struggling…while wriggling from his grip I accidently stepped on his foot again…and he quickly freed me…

‘‘aaaahhhhh….seriously Shona…what are you… every time I come close to you…I only get injured.’’

‘‘Then that why you should stay away from me’ ’I said confidently and walked away towards Natasha and I felt hungry too…he called my name and I turned and found him smirking and said

‘‘NEVER’’

after a while we all headed to wards the dinner…
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Sansakr’s POV:

“She has a very graceful and gentle personality, Sanskar. Really, the other half of you.” Nats patted my shoulder while we both are looking at her, as she is seeing off some guests.

“I am everything but gentle in her eyes.” I scoffed.

“Sanskar, tell me. How much do you guys talk?”

“Barely!”

“WHAT?”

“You know I don’t talk unless it’s needed.”

“But how would your relationship go well if you guys don’t talk?”

“I don’t know what to talk about.” I shrugged and she rolled her eyes.

“What?”

“There are thousands of things to talk about….You can talk to her about her studies, or take her out for shopping, movie or anything.”

“Thanks. Those are really nice ideas.” My voice held sarcasm on which she made a displeased face. We both turn our attention to Shona who was coming toward us and stood beside Nats. Nats gave me a mischievous look and winked.

“I’ll also be going, Swara. It was nice meeting you again.”

“Same here but are you going alone? It’s quite late.”

“oh god! You care….. I love your wife, Sanskar.” She hugged Shona tightly.

“I’ll be fine but thanks for worrying about me. It made me really happy.” She smiled, patting her cheek.

“Nats, she is right. It’s late. Let us drop you.” I suggest.

“Give your time to your wife instead of pampering your friends. Besides, I lost all the reasons of fear long ago.” She gave me a sad smile.

“Take care of him, Swara.” She told Noor and walked away.

bye, Swara.” She waved at us as she walked out of the hall.
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The ride back home was dull and silent as usual, like my mood. Nats’ sad smile is stuck in my head and Shona’s quiet gesture is making it worse. The sadness and guilt inside me is starting to resurface again.

“Shona!” I call her out as she walked towards our bedroom.

“Hm?”

I wanted to say many things to her but ended up saying, “Nothing…. go to sleep soon.” She nodded and left. I make my way to the music room. It’s been a while since I play something. I open the piano stand and sat down.

‘I lost all the reasons of fear long ago.’

Nats…..

‘I hate you.’

Shona….

Why is it that the most important girls in my life aren’t happy? And I can’t even do anything for them both….. I’m unable of traveling to the past to change everything for Nats, so that she will stay as Anjali again, not change into Natasha. Nor can I leave Shona, my only source of life.

I can’t do anything….
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Swara’s POV:

I was taking off my jewellery when I heard Sanskar playing the piano.

I thought he had some work…

Karan was right, he is skillful in it. Like always, his music is reflecting his emotion and it’s now showing his pain, sadness ….and disappointment?

But why is he sad…..?

Is it because of Natasha? I remembered her sad smile and how Sanskar’s body language changed afterwards.

Before I knew it, I was walking towards the music room. I silently stood at the entrance, watching him. His fingers were moving gracefully on the keys and his eyes were staring into space, like he was in some kind of trance.

When the melody ended, we both remained in our places. I found my steps heavy and unable to go back. It’s like the air around here is stopping me from leaving.

“Shona?” He looked surprise but soon his expression went to normal and he held out his hand to me.

Reach….! Take his hand……

My inner voice told me and I did as it say. As soon as I put my hand on his, he pulled me to his lap and engulfed me into a hug.

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precap: Another kiss…….

thank you hope you enjoyed…

SWASAN – you are MINE! chapter 27

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SWASAN – you are MINE! chapter 27

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