Mithran felt all his control draining and on an impulse, he swooped down and took her lips in his.

Oh sweet heavens!

Mithran nibbled softly on her lower lips and pulled her against him closer! His palm was sprawled over her exposed waist. Her skin was soft and satiny.

He has never tasted anything as sweet as Chaahat's sinfully decadent lips, he decided then and there. All he wanted was to kiss her all night long. He had never felt a kiss this intense before.

It took him a moment to realise that Chaahat had gone stiff in his arms. She wasn't responding to his kiss. Instead she was rigid as a rock.

He slowly pulled away and looked down at her face.

She was looking at him in shock and horror.

Oh God! Not the reaction any man wants after such a kiss.

"Chaahat" he called out softly and that startled her out of her frozen state.

Her eyes were burning when it focused on him again.

"How dare you?" she asked and the next moment her palms fell over his cheeks in the form of a slap.

Damn! Double damn!

I deserve it, he thought

What the hell was he thinking when he kissed her.

"Chaahat, I am-" Mithran began to speak, but the look she shot at him stopped him from further talking

"Not a word from you, Mr Yadav. How dare you kiss me? Without my permission?" Chaahat asked icily

"Listen. It was not intentional. And I am sorry for that" Mithran tried to apologise, but Chaahat wasn't having any of it.

"I didn't think you were such a cheap man, Mr Yadav" Chaahat said and Mithran got furious listening to that.

"Listen. I admit my mistake. I shouldn't have kissed you. It was an impulsive thing. You were looking bloody damn gorgeous and I lost my control for a moment" Mithran said and Chaahat looked at him in disbelief.

Did he just say that he found her gorgeous?

Chaahat didn't know how to respond to that admission.

"For a moment, it slipped my mind what an ice princess you are" Mithran said dryly

"And just to be clear, you should have slapped me the moment my lips touched yours. Why did it take time for you to react, Chaahat?" Mithran asked sarcastically

Chaahat didn't have an answer for that either. She avoided looking at him.

When his lips touched hers, she felt things she thought she would never feel again. Maybe more intense than before.

"I was just too shocked to react, Mr Yadav. I didn't expect this from you" Chaahat said, angry at herself for feeling things she shouldn't feel.

"Oh for f*ck's sake, stop with this Mr Yadav thing. I have told you many times to call me Mithran" Mithran thundered, startling Chaahat.

"And for the record, I wouldn't have kissed you if I hadn't seen that flicker of attraction in your eyes, Chaahat. I saw it in your eyes when you looked up at me. I felt it when you shuddered at my touch. So, yes go ahead and call me cheap, but it isn't going to change anything" Mithran bit out furiously

Mithran is a pretty straight forward guy! And he never believed in keeping things to himself, probably because he grew up with a set of parents who never shared things with each other.

He realised he was attracted to Chaahat and he didn't mind saying it openly to Chaahat. Things get complicated only when you try to make yourself believe there is no attraction.

He felt somewhat relieved once he got it out of his chest.

But Chaahat's case was entirely different.

She was finding it difficult to come to terms with what Mithran just said and her own confusing thoughts and feelings.

"We have agreed to a temporary marriage, Mr Yadav. You have no right to talk about such things" Chaahat bit out

Mithran let out a sarcastic laugh.

"Did I say anything about remaining married to you, Chaahat?" Mithran asked and Chaahat looked at him in confusion

"I don't like beating around the bush. I felt an attraction towards you. Which is quite natural, as you yourself must be aware what a beautiful woman you are" Mithran said and Chaahat, for the first time in the last two years turned red.

"I have no plans to stay married to you, Chaahat. Because attraction is not the only thing I want in a marriage. I want love. I want care. I want emotions, Chaahat. Something I am not sure you are capable of" Mithran said bluntly and Chaahat felt as if he plunged a knife right into her heart.

Emotions! What does he know about emotions? She has gone through a lifetime of emotions in her twenty four years of life. She doesn't have the strength for more.

"Above all, I want friendship in a marriage, Chaahat." Mithran said and Chaahat remained silent, too caught up with her emotions.

A thing he accused her of lacking!

Her emotions of the past were warring with the new emotions Mithran had managed to make her feel!

And he thinks she lacks emotions!

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the situation. So, she did what she was best at doing. She masked up all her emotion and donned her ice princess face and shot a look at Mithran.

"As far as we are clear on that matter, Mr Yadav" she said coldly

Mithran cursed under his breath. He had expected at least now she would show some sort of reaction. If anything, she seems more distant than before.

"Shall we leave?" Mithran asked

She wanted to scream a no. And she wanted to curl up into a ball on the bed and cry it all out.

But instead she nodded a yes and walked out of the elevator, the doors of which had been opening and closing all this while, without being noticed by either of them.

A/n

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