Her heartbeats quickened. Hearing such a thing from Sanam, her heart sank like an urge for emotions. For a moment as if everything had stopped. Sanam's heart started beating in her ears. A different rhythm was formed which numbed Heer and the cruel pleasure offered by Sanam enveloped her. She refused to think anything because she was only understanding what the passion of getting in Sanam was, which was forcing him to show her again and again that he had met her before.
When? Did she even see him? Did he touch her that time? What did they talk about with each other at that time?
She was hell confused.
Suddenly Sanam turned her to face him and she gasped. She came to her senses and again thought of begging him to let her go, but even her words were dead inside.
He drags her and takes her back towards the house. She was flailing in his iron-like grip, but Sanam could not feel even the slightest sense of her pain. His grip was gripping her wrist even more. He was adding to her pain."Please! Leave me...it's...it's hurting," she begged helplessly, trying to pull her hand back. He didn't answer her but kept dragging her towards a room.He dragged her to a room and threw her on the bed. She stumbled on the bed, but as soon as she tried to get up, Sanam imprisoned her by sticking both of his arms on either side of Heer. She was caged in between him and the bed, looking at him, trembling badly.Anger was making him blind. Maybe he himself doesn't know what he can do to her. He is unaware of his own limits. He hated the thought that Heer tried to run away.
HEERWhile I'm sitting on the floor, completely exhausted by his torture. I hate myself for listening to his every single thing. I wish I had the courage to fight him and run away from here. But by doing this, I do not want to push Emir to the edge of death in an instant. I can't do anything on my own because of Sanam's threat.I roll my eyes and try to get up but my effort fails. I hear him sighing and suddenly, he slides his hand under my thighs and quickly lifts me up. My hands immediately wrap around his neck for support. I don't want to fall this high. He's really towering!I also don't even feel like arguing with him. He's only disgusting to me.He is trying to be nice in front of me by behaving badly and cruelly a while ago. Either he is crazy
HEERToday a full four days have passed since he left. In these four days, my life got a bit out of fear and if I can tell the truth, I have lived quite comfortably in these last four days.In these four days I did not miss him at all. I don't even want to remember him. I know he is sure to come but I want to spend these days without any worries. When he is with me, I am haunted by anxiety, fear and restlessness and I want to caress my heart till he is not there. I want my heart to beat peacefully, not restlessly.My wounds also healed in these four days. It is quite relaxing. I can walk easily. These wounds healed for three full days so I was only able to use my legs yesterday and today also, I am going to cover the whole house.By the way, the nurs
When her eyes open the next morning, she does not see Sanam around her. She remembers that Sanam slept with her yesterday and if her soul spoke, it would say that she had a very sweet sleep last night.She fell asleep by keeping her ear close to Sanam's chest and listening to his heartbeat. As if her mind was trying to understand Sanam's heartbeat. As if his heartbeat wanted to say something to her.She sits up and then Sanam also enters the room. He sees that Heer is awake. Heer also finds him ready and then she realizes that today both of them have to leave for America and Sanam had asked her to get ready.He stood ready in his suit and looked amazing.He smiled and came to her. He bows down a bit to kiss Heer's forehead and says, "Good morning,
Heer comes out of the room, tying her hair. Her eyes fall on Sanam who is standing in the living room and looking only at her. Her eyes are fixed directly on Heer and her expressions are unreadable.His hands tugged in his pocket and he looked eye-catching in his attire. His attire even makes him look taller and more dominant.Not just his dressing style or attire, but his looks, his authority-filled voice and every style he uses make his dominance squeak.She goes down the stairs and stands beside him. There was a lot of distance between the two of them. And because of that, she feels safe but he only gets irritated.He then held her hand and then walked out. His way of holding Heer's hand, the way he looked at her, was full of care
HEERI am blown away when I see the room. I am standing near the bed and just staring at every wall in front of me. Is it a dream? I can't help but think.Because such passion is buried only in the pages of books. It all seems like a dream.The room is big, beautiful but at the same time covered only by my pictures. I am the only one on every wall of the room. Every single picture of me is decorated on the walls.On the wall opposite the bed is the biggest picture of me smiling. This is a picture of me when I wore a Rajasthani outfit in a competition to represent my nationality. I came in second place.I don't even know when he took my picture."I was the VIP
HEERNothing has increased or decreased from what Sanam had said. Listening to him reminded me of the moment when I found the best friend of my life from God.Yes, he was my best friend!Our friendship was a wonderful coincidence, but that friendship became very deep within a few days. In just a few days, Sanam had come very close to me. What do I like to eat and what do I not like, my favorite flowers, what makes me laugh and cry on other things, everything I hate and everything I love, my birthday and I don't know what things he knew more about me than me. Maybe he understood me more than me. The moments were indeed so beautiful.Let me tell the truth and my soul also testifies to this. I have never found a friend like Sanam who left no stone unturned in givi
HEERI was five years old at that time and our friendship could not be longer. Just after two years, my dad asked me to move to America for my further studies. I didn't know why he wanted that but as I listened to my father, I couldn't say 'NO' to him and moved to America where I missed Sanam a lot but after meeting Emir, he made me forget Sanam.I raise my eyes to see him. Those amber orbs were already darted on me. Sighing, I mustered up the courage to tell him what I desperately wanted to tell."Now that you've remembered everything, you can't refuse to accept me, Heer, right?"I gulp. His voice is soft but I've seen how easily his demeanor changes. His demeanor changes at the speed of light but still I had to put my point before him.