48- 'You're Making Me Fall For You'

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(Jaanvi when she say's 'Your making me fall for you, Mr Rajput.)

First of all, thank you to all of those people who commented on my Author's Note, letting me know what was actually wrong with my laptop. I couldn't be more grateful because I thought I broke it. The comments really helped me sleep peacefully, (Because I'm a panic freak) though the battery is still shit but least it's working once I plug in the charger.

This chapter is based on Jaanvi's POV about the kiss. (But I did add more stuff)

Started Typing On - 12/01/2019

Finished Typing On - 13/01/2019

Chapter 48- 'Your Making Me Fall For You'

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Jaanvi's Pov:

"So you're basically telling me that I can eat this whole cake," I pointed at the beautiful, tasty looking and soft red velvet cake sitting in front of me. I licked my lips, drooling over the beauty in front of me. "Without gaining any weight?" My eyebrows rose up, arching at the man standing in front of me wearing his white waiter uniform.

"Yes ma'am, you won't gain any weight." He pressed his lips together in a tight smile.

A ghostly looking smile wrapped itself around my lips, once his words touched my ears. Where was I all these years? I looked around the five star restaurant, locking the view in my head to remind Kiaan to bring me here. That reminds me, where is he?

I looked around the place, scanning every table to spot Kiaan but he was nowhere to be found. My eyes landed on the waiter looking at me with a puzzled smile. "Uh, thank you. You may leave now." I waited for him to quickly reply 'sure,' so I could continue with my desire of eating this marvellous beauty.

My joyful hands picked up the knife from my right, ready to cut the cake so I could taste it quickly. The knife was getting closer and closer towards the cake. My hand was close enough to touch the sharp knife with the soft cake when I felt someone shouting at me.

"Jaanvi." I heard it. Someone's disturbing my sleep and this dream. My brain thought getting annoyed. I hated it when someone interrupted me.

"Let me sleep." I felt the words slip out of my mouth, given the orders by my brain.

I waited for a few seconds to hear a reply back. Nothing came. So I moved my knife ready to attack the cake. Ohh cake. My first love. My first real love. How much I love you. I shook those thought away, licking my lips in delight.

I'm coming for you, velvet. You know that feeling when the clock hit's twelve AM and your shouting happy birthday to someone, I felt like that. But I didn't want to shout in happiness, I wanted to shout in anger. My dream was thrown away, as well as the cake.

Oh, cake.

I opened my eyes, seeing Kiaan's face very close to mine. I think it was early in the morning because I felt the lights from outside shining through the curtain. It wasn't too bright or too dark, just enough for me to see his eyes. His face.

I felt my stomach twist into many knots feeling his body so close to mine. One inch and our chests would be touching. No. No. No. I couldn't let him get any closer or he'd hear my rapidly fast heart beats. He can't know that I was affected by him.

One move and I knew my heart would rip out, meeting his face directly. It's strange or should I say weird that, he was and is the only man that had ever made me stare at him like this. A stare that you couldn't blink away. Even if you wanted to blink away, you just couldn't help but look. Look at his face.

I could spend years, staring at him. From turning thirty to forty. To fifty till my last breath. I want to see the Kiaan in front of me turn into an old man. From young to old, with me.

Just the thought itself sends shivers down my spine, like an electric wave lashing towards me.

His one hand was under my waist, probably since he was trying to move me of-He knows! Damn my bloody leg. Still his fault though. Shouldn't have made me watch Conjuring. (Lol, Kiaan knew she won't accept her mistake and she proving him right.) All he had to do was move my leg, why act like those movie hero's, saving the heroine looking all strong.

I felt sweat forming across my forehead from the intimidating position we were in but tried to ignore it. Calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down and calm down. Letting those words sync in I felt him notice my loud heartbeats. He leaned closer to me a little bit, in quick reaction I placed my hand on his chest to create some space. Yeah, like there was any space left in between us.

I felt all the blood from my body drain when he said, "You my wife, need a lesson to be taught." My breathing hitched but before that I let out a raspy gasp, gulping down my saliva.

"K-Ki-" I tried to sound confident but my voice did the opposite. I sounded like a scared mouse in front of a lion. Woah, I called Kiaan Lion. His thumb was the reason behind my words stopping mid-way. An open brake was put on my mouth when I felt his thumb on my lips. He was caressing it. Don't tell me that he hasn't touched lips before. My cheeks became a tint of pink, not helping me from calming my heartbeats down.

His eyes, they looked different. Normally they were deep brown, enough for me to understand-or anyone really-that he's shady. But today, I saw something different. Right now his chocolate brown eyes were soft but with a seductive look in them. The look that could make anyone hot. Burning. Hot. Smoking. Hot. Lava. Hot. Sun. Hot. Just. H-O-T.

His thumbs kept lingering in my lips, I wanted to bit my lips like my usual habit but I couldn't even do that now. I couldn't. Just couldn't. His now soft thumbs brushing on my soft full lips, I could feel the sweat on my neck from the touch.

It felt like I was lying next to a heater which caused my body to sweat so much. Oh heater.

His hand on my lower lip made me realize I never felt like this before. This feeling was new, only he made me feel like this. My so-called enemy made me feel like this.

It was like my weak spot, I felt his thumb lingering a bit closer to the inside of my lower lip, as if he was lost in them. I closed my eyes shut, letting nervousness consume my body.

"You've never been kissed before." Came his hot, hoarse voice, like a blessing to my ears. He didn't ask me whether I was kissed before or not, he told me. Informing me that he knew. How does he know? My hands on his chest relaxed a little. His statement for sure left me in shock but also made me realize how much he notices me.

I gently tried to wriggle a bit, my legs stopped feeling something. I stayed on the bed, my back on the mattress with Kiaan above me. Isn't he tired already? I kept my eyes on his face even thought I wanted to look away.

"K-Kia--" I stuttered feeling the heat getting onto my neck, face, everywhere. I wanted to get over with it. Whatever it was, I wanted to get over with it. Breathing out I said, "M-move. Y-y-you er-erc-" I didn't want to say it but I hard to, to let him understand what I meant. I was rudely cut off by Kiaan leaned even closer. I could feel it on me. I let out a groan getting beyond irritated. My cheeks burning from all the blushing and now embarrassed, to the core.

"D-don't t-tou-touch me" I tried to sound all serious, cold and strong. Through the situation was different from inside. Very different.

"You caused it." He replied with no shame. My mouth opened wide, in shock. How will I face him now? I covered my face quickly with my hands feeling thousands of emotions running down my body. One of them was this weird sensation feeling his breath on my face.

He pulled my hand away from my face, while I was busy calming myself down constantly biting my lips.

"Don't slap me." he said nervously, acting all tough. This was the last thing I heard before he sealed my mouth with his.

For once, my heartbeats came to a stop. I couldn't feel anything. I felt like I didn't have a heart, breath or even a body. The only part of my body I felt was my lips, on his. I stiffed from the contact I never had ever before in my life. I never imagined how I'd feel being kissed but it definitely felt right. My tensed body relaxed as his soft lips moved over mine.

I felt the sudden, important and urgent urge of pulling him closer to me. Without thinking about the time, the person in front of me or even my brain alerting me to push him away, I pulled him closer. So close that our body seemed one. My fingers found their way up to his soft, short black hair quickly clutching them in my hand.

My other hand seemed useless so I snaked it around his broad back, pulling him even closer, keeping Kiaan in place.

His hands were on my face, holding me closer to him as he kept moving his lips against mine. For the first time in my life, I didn't need to express myself in words for the other person to know what I felt. My actions were loud enough. My hand made some sort of patterns in his scalp every time he bit my lower lip losing control in the heat of the moment.

A groan left his mouth not liking me taking even little control. He wanted to be alpha. My ego wasn't going to take me anywhere, I realised that every time he growled between our kiss. Pushing the ego away because I loved the way Kiaan kissed me, I was ready to give up when Mr impatient pinched my waist.

No patience.

I gave up as I opened my mouth for him to enter. My waist still stings because of him though.

That's it. That's when I felt he's not someone I hate. He's someone I really like. The way his soft, red tongue moved inside my mouth, I felt butterflies smiling inside my stomach in joy. This kiss made me realise how special he was. It made me realise that all those twenty-five years of my life weren't beautiful, as this moment is.

My red hot cheeks were burning in desire for him even more than, I pulled him onto me not ready to let go. This kiss was just an excuse. Excuse to be closer to him. I just wanted everything to stop, to freeze in one spot so we could stay like this.

I don't trust the future. I fear it maybe that's why I want to treasure this moment as much as I can.

I could feel the vibration of his heartbeats on mine. They were both clashing in between. You couldn't tell which one was beating fast because they both were. They both felt what we felt.

Our hearts were rapidly beating. Our bodies were sweating from the sensation. Our lips weren't ready to separate. Our hands weren't ready to leave each other's body. Our cheeks were brushing against each other, his beard almost tickling me. Our legs, nearly tangled together.

Just when I was about to nibble onto his lower lip he pulled away. Making me, disappointed. Very disappointed. We both let out heavy breaths, both our breaths fanning each other face. His temple on mine, touching as I felt the sweat from my forehead travelling onto his.

Kiaan looked at me for a brief moment, his eyes holding many emotions that send shivers down my spine. His desire, compassion, need, care and love?

I wanted to blink it away but I couldn't. His deep eyes were speaking too many words to me, words I couldn't just ignore. I could never ignore them because they made me feel alive.

He broke the strong, intense, dark eye contact, trying to pull away from me. I didn't want that. Like a stubborn kid holding their mother's leg to buy them chocolate I held him closer. Not wanting to let go. Stay. Please. I wanted to say but the words never reached my mouth.

I gulped down the lump forming in my throat. Something bad will happen. I felt my breathing become hard and heavy, not soft like before. I felt the heart stomping in my chest, making it raise up and down. I felt something coming. Coming at a fast speed.

But I didn't know what.

'After a good day there's always a bad one.'  My dad use to say. For me this is the best day, does that mean the worst day of my life is coming?

I closed my eyes shut to push it all away. Opening them up I met his confused one.

The confused look on his made him ten times hotter than usual. A smiled laced around my lips as the words left my mouth sending him in shock "I don't like incomplete work, Mr Rajput." Maybe his lips on mine, again, would make these gut feelings disappear. Just maybe?

His eyes turned darker than ever, looking at me lustfully, "Y-you really said t-that?" He questioned, still a little confused.

My dry throat didn't let the words slid away. I clutched his hair, some perhaps even coming out when I heard him grunt in annoyance, making me smile evilly. For being a jerk all my childhood. His eyes boing into mine when I blinked assuring him my answer.

In a second, probably not even a second, he smashed his lips into mine making me smile. I loved the way he felt against me, it felt right. So right. He nibbled on my lower lip, with his hands caressing my cheeks. Until our first kiss this wasn't slow. This was fast, almost urgent as if we were getting late but needed to kiss each other. It still held the passion in it though.

The way he caressed me and moved his lips against mine I could tell he didn't hate me. You can't be sweet to your enemy can you?

His hands snaked itself around my waist. My top lifted up a little, I could feed his warm hands on my bare waist pulling me closer, exactly what I was doing with his hair. None of us wanted to break the kiss or move away but we had to.

It was him again. Breaking the kiss.

Letting out a breath he said "It's five fifty nine" What? Was he now recording how long we kissed or something? I'm an open book, unfortunately. Anyone can read my face, unless they are crazy. I can't laugh at things I don't find funny, if I do you'll definitely notice my lips awkward giggling. I can't say, 'Oh hey, how have you been?' to someone I don't like. I can't act formal, or be a sweet heart in your face and a bitch behind your back. I am a straight forwards person, my expressions give away my thoughts.

Just like it did now. Clears my doubt, he's not crazy. He chuckles lightly, his laugh echoing in my ear. All I wanted to do was listen to his laughter. A genuine, real and loving laughter.

"I woke up at five." He said after his laughter had died down. "This means we've bee--" I nodded my head waiting for him to complete but I didn't.

Things shouldn't be awkward after you've been kissed. So I said, "Ok?"

I stayed in my place looking up the ceiling, thinking about what my gut feeling was telling me while he stood up from the bed. My back straight on the mattress. I'm probably feeling this because I didn't talk to dad last night before sleeping. Or perhaps Adi, maybe I'm just missing her too much. Nothing will be wrong.

"Don't put your leg on my stomach ok? Or should I say lower stomach?"

I looked at him looking, my cheeks red from the embracement. I couldn't tell him it was a habit or he'd call me scaredy cat, already stubborn cat pisses me off, I was in no mood to hear cat connected to my new nickname. I lowered my eyes showing him how embarrassed and sorry I was at the same time.

"I-I-" I paused taking a deep breathe. "So-sorry. I-I was scared and I tend to hug people or a toy to feel safe." I explained still looking down, blushing a little.

"People?" He raised his voice a little, making me stiff a little on the bed.

"Aditi and Rashi." I quickly answered smiling to myself. Oh much I missed those days.

"Oh."

"Well," He started, "You can put your leg wherever you want if I get to teach you this lesson." He joked seeing me turn dark pink-ish red. He was enjoying this.

"W-why did y-you kiss me?" I wanted to ask him that. Who knows he might spill the beans? Maybe his answer could help me understand why I let him. I struggle putting the question into a sentence which sounded right and not wrong in way possible.

"Why did you kiss me back?" He turned the question on me. I parted my lips, ready to let out the first word which was 'because,' but stopped. My chest raising up and down in nervousness.

"You're not scared." He murmured, his voice held happiness and delight of some sort. He's talking about the movie?

He probably was talking about the movie "What? Oh the mov--"

"Fan. You're not scared of it anymore. Because you weren't paying attention. You were busy thinking about our kiss. Our first kiss." He explained feeling proud of myself in a way. My eyes which were on the ceiling didn't seem to notice the fan. It was on, spinning, the whole time and I didn't get scared.

I wasn't scared.

I was over my fear. I was over it.

"Y-you purposely--" it hit me hard like a wave, I sat on the bed holding my head, smiling to myself in joy.

"And you don't hate me. I'm not your enemy Mrs Rajput." A smirked appeared on his face. He wore his slippers, ready to have a shower when he turned around facing me, my mouth was open. "Thanks. Because of you I have to have a cold shower in the morning. God bless you."

Unintentionally my eyes diverted from his face to his boner. My eyes shut themselves quickly, my cheeks turned red like a tomato. My hand covering my mouth instantly repeating, "Sorry, go, go."

Once I heard the door close, I smiled uncovering my face.

You're making me fall for you Mr Rajput. That also at six in the morning. I giggled at my own thought, hitting my back on the soft bed. Life was getting better, slowly but steadily. I still had the gut feeling surrounding me though.

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