Here goes chapter 2
Present day
Rishab sat down lithly onto an antique rocking chair. Swiftly pulling her into his lap, her skin still brightly flushed from his previos kiss, he held her tightly as she squirmed trying to get away.
“There was time, when you loved being in my arms” He mused somewhat, Madhu stilled herself.
“Let me go” She repeated so calmly that Rishab raised a brow.
“Bahoon ki daarmiya” He sang hugging her tightly against him.
He laughed at her enraged expression, she was always the most beautiful when she was angry.
1 year ago
Madhu sat down, as Aman came in, he was only three years old, but loved coming over to see her.
“Madhu” He squeled in delight as she picked him up and placed him on her lap.
A loud knock on the door made her look up.
“RK, what are you doing here?” She asked confusedly, why would the Romance hero of bollywood come to the chawl to there particular door.
Aman’s finger stabbed her cheek playfully, Rishab found his stomach doing a turn in as he watched the child touch her so openly, He knew it was ridiculous to be jealous, but he could not help the green feelings he received.
“I came to see your mother” He prounounced the entire sentence foreignly as though it even sounded strange to him.
Outside tenants came out and stared at him, Madhu put Aman down.
“Come in” She said closing the door.
“Ma went to the temple, I don’t know when she will be back, do you wish to wait, or perhaps maybe you could tell me and I could pass on a message to her” Madhu suggested while Aman held her leg protectively.
“My Madhu” He said adorably, Madhu laughed, While RK raised a brow, was this child really trying to compete with him?
“If you were a little bit bigger Sweethart I would marry you without a second thought” She told him picking him up again.
“My Madhu” He said hugging her, while she laughed.
“Its rather important, I shall wait, is he related to you?” RK asked politely, He smirked innerly as the thought of her holding one of his children, the thought of her being pregnant with his child was intoxicating, blooming with his seed.
There house was the size of his kitchen, the walls were covered with family pictures that tried vainly to block out the cracked walls.
“No his my neighbour’s son” She said rubbing his back softly.
RK found his eyes unable to move away from her face.
“You are very beautiful” He said without thinking he was rewarded with a pretty flush.
The kid fell asleep quickly and she placed him on the couch and guarded him by placing pillows near the edge so he wouldn’t fall down.
“Thank you” She quickly got up and went into her kitchen looking for cups.
“Your home is rather lovely” He said getting up, and standing near her. Madhu smiled as she found the ice and placed them in side a tumbler and handed it to him.
“Ma always says we should never let a guest stay without ofering them atleast a glass of water”
Madhu watched with open shock as he drank it quickly and then placed a hand one either side of her waist on the kitchen counter and leaned in placing the cup there she felt her heart gallop like a prized stallion.
“Thank you” He muttered a little bit intoxicated by being so close to her.
He could hear the door open but did not move away and looked up to find, Mrs Malik, standing with Mukul her fiance at the door.
Just as he had planned.
kya voh sach meh meri saath hai?
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