Back To You

Chapter Two

The sun rays made their way through the curtains warming Nayan's cold skin as she lay on the floor sleeping. She woke by the sound of knocking on main door. A man stood there in a formal attire

"Kis se kaam hai aapko?"
"Mrs. Nayantara Sabarwal  I've come on behalf of Samrat sir. He has told me hand over these divorce papers to you. Please sign them."
"Mrs. Nayantara Samrat Khurana!
Anyways you can take back these papers I'll talk to sam directly"
"Sir doesn't want to meet you and he isn't here as well."
"Where has he gone?"
"I am sorry mam but I cannot give you any information regarding this. Sir has strictly stated that he doesn't want to meet you. Here take the papers."

Waves of hurt and regret were hitting her as she heard that Samrat doesn't want to be near her. Just a few days he was with her, asking her to be with him once again, asking her to become a family again. The regret filled her as she remembered how she denied his every request. But now wasn't the time to give up. She was thinking about ways to contact sam and to find where he was.

She went to his office, his house but he was no where. She even called up their delhi residence but still she got no answer. Distraughted she tried contacting everyone related to samrat, his friends, colleagues but couldn't find where he was. Just then she remembered that 20 years back samrat had bought a property in shimla.

"Thank you guys for all your love and support.  By the way I wrote this song for my beautiful wife. It's all her."
With this the cheer from the crowd grew louder and among them one was Nayan who now has become cherry red.

He pulled her out of the crowd and headed to the green room. She cupped his face in her hands and caressed his beard.
"You really didn't have to credit me for it. The song is yours, yoh wrote the lyrics."
"But my dear wifey if it wasn't for you then such words would've never come to my mind. For making a love song you need to expirerince love. You made me feel all those emotions and that's how I was able to replicate them in words. You picked me at a time when I felt abandoned by everyone. You love me for me not the rockstar and that gives me a different kind of happiness, a feeling I can not express in words."

She slowly pulled him closer and kissed his cheek. Running her fingers through his hair she pushed her lips onto his. His hands found their way to her back. His fingers dancing on her back, moving in slow circles igniting the sensations in her. She moaned into his mouth as he deepened the kiss. He placed his hands between he thighs slowly moving them upward as he stood between her legs. Euphoria took over her as she clutched onto his shirt. There was a never ending need and the desire to get consumed completely. In between their breathless kisses he said," I've bought us a house in Shimla, one day we'll leave all this and live a peaceful life there. Grow old together. Just you and me. I'll sing for you everyday."

She came back to reality where she was standing alone. Samrat wasn't there to sing for her, he wasn't there to kiss her daily, to sip away her worries, to give her the butterflies. There was a knot in her throat as she reminisced their kisses. Slowly moving her hands up her arms she tried to feel how Samrat's hands would travel all around her body. Teasing her, tempting her, making her beg for more. Exploring a different side of her she never knew existed, finding the spots that ignited a flame inside her. He made her feel special and desired.