Healing Scars( Completed)

chap-17

He was all fed up, irritated with all conversation happened but he determined to prove what that girl holds,the power of winning heart and for that he could go miles. He was hard man to handle, the stern tough man for society,but for her he was trying hard to put up his emotions and he was trying hell but obstacles are what shows your capabilities.

After his overthinking,he left to washroom to freshen up, and when he came back he found 5 miscall displayed on his phone.

He immediately called back as it was from sana.

" Kya hua itni baar call Kiya"

" Hello bolte hai phone uthate hi" she replied.

" Don't you get at once,i asked kyu phone kiya itni baar" he yelled at her out of frustration. First of all their fight, and then the cold talk with his father and a bit a jetlag after the journey and tierdness as it was almost 12:10 AM.

"sorry next time nahi karungi" she replied in on go and disconnect the call, she felt so bad she called him to coax him but the way he spoke was too hard to bear. She instantly switched off.

" Oh god" he hissed.

He tried calling him back the it say the number you are calling is switched off please try again later.

This was might be the last range of tolerance for him.
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" Sonal dekhna yaar kaun hai yaar itni raat ko" both got afraid.

" Kya kare i am not going tu hi jaa"

" Let's make it together" sonal requested.

" Abe gadhi, you have that a hole type to see whose there we can check right, anyways watchman itni raat kisiko bhi tho nahi aane denge na society mein" sana ranted.

To which sonal nodded and both made their way towards door.

" Sana sir"

" What" she gasped and immediately opened the door.

" What took so time to open the door" he asked loudly.

" Ohh , we are not habituated to open the door at 12:30 at night when almost half of Mumbai might be sleeping." She mocked him and left from there.

" Excuse" he excused and followed her inside the room, where she was no where, he made his way to balcony to find her sitting on the .

He just pulled her harshly," why did you disconnect the call"

" My phone my wish"
." I don't like people talking to me like this"..

" If i am among the group of people who told you to care about that,mujhe par bhi waise hi chila do jaise sab se sath karte ho"

This time he pulled her more harshly
" Bhout juban chale lagi hai tumhari" this time his other hand was in her jaws.

" Ahhh" she hissed, he was tough man to handle but her hiss was what he could not bear it and left her.

" Meri Juban meri marzi".

It was enough this time he pinned her to the wall locking her hand with his one hand.

" Don't you dare" he uttered and pointing towards her," top to toe you are mine to cherish,mine to punish" he said all in anger and then slammed her lips into his, it was not a kiss but a punishment for pushing him away from herself.

He nibbled her lips, bit her lower lips hard, she hissed, she moaned but he didn't stopped he was just into it deeply. " Sidhhhh" she tried to call him which sound more like a moan and this turned him to another level of craziness,this time his hands even worked along with his lips,he left her hand and started rubbing her back,slowly unzipped her top and started making pattern on her back, giving her sweet tortures.