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Sadhguru

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I stared at the beautiful mountains and felt the cool pure mist caressing my cheeks, making me shiver and hold the steaming cup of tea closer to my face. I looked around Ranaji's beautiful roof and noticed a wooden swing, making me literally run towards it while holding onto my tea and bowl of Maggie tightly.

I inhaled deeply, trying to catch my breath and took a sip of my ginger tea, taking in the beauty of my home town. Tonight was my last night here in Shimla, I was kind of missing my own home but I had to stay here at Ranaji's farmhouse as we all had to catch an early flight to Rajasthan, so to save time Ranaji's mother asked me to spend the night here after the engagement ceremony.

"Siya?"Ranaji's deep voice startled me, breaking the peaceful silence of the night. I pressed my palm against my racing heart and gave him a wide eyed look, making him shake his head and walk towards me. "Yes sir." I murmured softly and gave him a goofy smile while tilting my face up, so that I could clearly look at him. Ranaji was still dressed in his white shirt and grey pants, his thick brown hair tousled and a few stray strands brushing slightly against his forehead, making me tighten my hold against my cup, curbing my urge to push those locks back.

He simply gave me a questioning look but a small smile broke out on his face, making my smile go wider. I felt his fingers below my chin, "Aren't you scared?" He asked me softly while pushing my face up towards him, his golden brown eyes appearing darker under the cloudy night sky. I encircled my fingers around his wrists and gave him an hesitant tug towards me, "Why should I be scared?" I retorted teasingly, making him raise his brows and tilt his head sideways, his predatory eyes now openly assessing me.

I shook my head and focused my gaze on his simple golden band, admiring the piece of jewellery which had my name engraved on the inside, I tried ignoring his calculative eyes, looking down at me in wonder. "Do you believe in destiny, Ranaji?" I breathed out bashfully, openly admiring the symbol of our association while caressing his ice cold strong hand with mine, refusing to meet his gaze.

I felt him sit next to me without pulling his hand away from mine, "Yes." He replied after a few seconds and stole the warm cup of tea from my free hand, making me rest my cold cheek against his imprisoned hand and turn my face towards him. "It's sweet." I told him and laughed out loud upon seeing his grimace.

Ranaji eyed the bowl of Maggie warily and gave me an admonishing look , making me shrug my shoulder nonchalantly, my eyes savouring his rugged handsomeness. It was his turn to avert his face and lean back against the swing, his muscular strong physique making the swing squeak.

I pulled open his hand, larger than my face and pressed my lips against his palm, thanking the gods for entwining our destinies together.

Ranaji pulled back his hand from my hold and ran his fingers through his hair roughly, "Sorry." I whispered, my voice small with embarrassment and started twiddling with the ends of my pashmina yellow shawl, nervously. "Siya have you changed your mind?" Ranaji's deep authoritative voice made me look down and press my palms against my warm cheeks and shake my head, trying to control my tears. This was the second time, Ranaji rejected my affections, his reason was valid and honourable but still i couldn't stop the embarrassed blush rising up to my cheeks......why can't I stop behaving like a desperate fool! I groaned inwardly and covered my eyes with my hands, wishing the earth to swallow me Alive and save me from his searing reprimanding looks.

I heard Ranaji curse out loud angrily and in the next moment I was firmly seated on his lap with my face tucked against the crook of his neck, I could feel him breathing hard, his fists clenched tightly behind my back. "You asked for this, Siya." He reminded me hoarsely, making me look up at him with a pout on my face, "You are not my mentor here." I corrected him stubbornly and very swiftly pressed my lips against his while clutching the collar of his pristine white shirt tightly, pressing myself closer against his large muscular body. His slight stubble, brushing against my cheek, I felt Ranaji's strong iron like hold against my upper arms, making me open my eyes and stare at his tightly closed eyes, he was clearly fighting for control, "Please." I whispered against his lips hesitantly while eliminating the space between our bodies.

I heard Ranaji growl and take my lower lip between his, wrapping his hard able arm around my waist, making me lean against his muscular broad chest. I clutched the slight curls at the nape of his neck, letting him devour my lips hungrily, Ranaji continued biting and pulling my lips, giving me equal amount of punishing pain and pleasure, making my body squirm uncontrollably in his tight hold.

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The starless dark sky and large mountains witnessed the tender moment between the star crossed lovers, the pine leaves dancing with the cool wind as if enjoying the union of the two lovers. Rana Jai Singh tightened his hold around his angel and leaned his head back, determined not to taint the young girl with his darkness and malice.

Unaware of the storm brewing inside the political mogul, Siya rested her forehead against the long muscular column of his throat while running her fingers through the slightly wavy hair at the nape of his neck, tugging them mindlessly, her dark exotic eyes hooded with youthful passion and desire. "Are you my boyfriend?"She wondered out loud, making Jai chuckle dryly and close his eyes, not believing the fact that the universe conspired against this delicate girl and very easily handed her over to one of the most cruel man, his large hands tainted with the blood of many, now rested against the delicate curve of her waist.

"You are asking now." He replied nonchalantly, humouring the girl, not wanting to hurt her tender feelings. Siya pulled his head forward with her hands, wanting to see his face and the ruthless politician played along lazily, his posture now relaxed and his ever vigilant eyes caught the bright pink blush against her slightly round pale cheeks.

Siya huffed and rolled her eyes, "You are my first boy-friend literally." She told him excitedly and leaned sideways to retrieve her now slightly cold noodles. "Why am I liking this?"Jai mumbled under his breath while making a mental note to hire a nutritionist for her upon seeing her savour the ghastly processed noodles.

"Because I am adorable."Siya replied cheekily with her mouth full and gave him a toothy grin, "Acha tell me something about my internship?" She changed the topic, wanting to spend more time with him and keep the conversation going. "You will assist my social secretary." Jai replied absently, his predatory gaze lingering over the v of her white kurta, revealing her more than generous bosom.

"Uh huh." She mumbled while nodding her head slowly, a cute frown on her face. Rana Jai Singh wrapped her shawl around her tightly, effortlessly lifting her and making her sit next to to him, "I will explain more later." He told her while shifting away from her, wanting to put some distance between them.

Siya continued eating her noodles while sipping her tea, a comfortable almost soothing silence descended between them, giving Jai the opportunity to shamelessly stare at her without getting her flustered. "So you are friends with Princess Amaira and Princess Maya." Siya probed, keeping her voice neutral, her eyes firmly fixed on her noodles.

Upon hearing her hesitant enquiry, a dark almost steely look entered Jai's eyes, "Go to bed."he ordered ruthlessly, his tone demanding obedience, a dark unapproachable aura emanating from him. Siya opened her mouth to apologise but one sharp look from him, discouraged her effectively. She picked up her dishes and started for her room all the while staring cautiously at her now irritated fiancé.

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I was a little confused and hurt with Ranaji's sudden mood change, I turned around to check on him, a little worried by his sudden anger, only to find him standing with his back to me and staring up at the sky, a

sullen and brooding air around him.

With a sigh I took small baby steps towards him, my lips still tingling with the feel of his lips against mine. I enveloped his tightly clenched fists in my hands and very softly rested my head against his tensed muscular back, "I am sorry." I whispered, my voice heavy and in no time I felt tears sliding down my cheeks, "I don't want this perfect day to end like this." I continued explaining myself while caressing his hands, trying to placate him.

In no time Ranaji turned around and gathered my crying form in his arms, caressing my long dark hair, "I am not a gentle man Siya, remember this. There are certain parts of my life that are forbidden for you to enter or even question. You will learn what I will teach you if you decide to work for me.......I am used to solace and do not like explaining myself to anyone. So remember this and we will have no problem." I heard him murmur gently but his words pierced my heart, making me step back from his hold and look up at his hard face.

"Will you extend me the same privacy then?"I questioned him incredulously and wrapped my arms around my middle, trying to give myself courage.

A menacing look flashed across his face, "Yes."he stated calmly, I chuckled humourlessly and nodded weakly.

"I am sorry for intruding then." I muttered and wiped my tears hurriedly, trying to maintain my aloof composure, after all no promises of great love were made between us. It was difficult for me to accept his sudden icy demeanour, "Goodnight." I grumbled and literally ran away from him, my vision clouded with tears.

As soon as I reached the guest room, I locked the door and started taking deep breaths, thinking about all the good things, I fanned my face with my hands, frantically while walking back and forth in my room. I need to take a few step back and recenter myself, after all the man has bowed down to all my wishes till now and is being more than considerate, so if he wants time and space then I should respect his decision.

I don't want to beg or run after love, it's something which is bestowed on us, selflessly and organically. I threw my white dupatta on the bed and took out my diary where like every night I wrote the things I was grateful for, trying to uplift my spirits as tomorrow I will start the most crucial chapter of my life where I will learn all that I could to become a self sufficient individual. I need to have a correct attitude after all we did strike a deal and Ranaji has been nothing but honest and respectful.

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