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Part 19
Astha asked only what he expected. The difficult questions, the questions he didn't want to answer and the questions none dared to ask him yet. He still stood facing her, waiting for her to start.
"Why aren't you living with your parents Shlok? And what is this fight with your mother?"
"It all started when I was about five. I saw Niranjan Agnihotri physically abuse my mother. I immediately ran to stop him, but he became even more enraged. He beat me black and blue instead." Astha gave a shocked gasp. She had never expected this.
Shlok continued, ignoring her reaction. His voice was flat and expressionless. "I saw him beat the shit out of my mother when things didn't work out his way. I tried to protect my mother as much as I could. But I couldn't do much. I was no match for his strength. Varad was usually the timid one. He never got into the tussle at all."
"This continued till I was about eighteen. One fine day I don't know what came over me. I back lashed Niranjan Agnihotri for the first time. He was getting old and I was having new found strength. And that was the last day I stayed in that house. I have asked my mother to walk out of that living hell right from that day. But she is a very stubborn woman. She still considers that animal to be her husband. And Varad is still in that damned hell to protect her." His lips curled in disdain at the so called devotion.
"The Agnihotri foundation almost crashed by the time I was twenty two. I was working and studying by then. I took over the reins and completely got everything under my control. Now there is no board, no Niranjan Agnihotri, nothing. I am the company."
Astha felt heart broken for the small boy who had been abused. She felt extreme rage at his parents who had obviously not bothered about their son. She understood his reluctance to commitment. Obviously after that horrible marriage he had seen right before his eyes, it was no wonder that he was running in the opposite direction at the very mention of marriage or commitment.
She understood the lifestyle now. But she still had one question. "Shlok" her tone was slightly hesitant. "Why were you always elusive whenever I attempted to touch you when we..we attempted to make love." Her words were stilted by embarrassment. Yet she had to ask this before proceeding on.
Shlok too looked a little flushed and for the first time his eyes moved away from hers. "I can still feel the scars where my father beat me. Those are no go areas for me Astha. I..I can't bear it if someone touches me in those no go areas." His tone was very much subdued and the words were almost wrenched out of his soul. Astha almost died a million deaths at that instant. She wanted to just take him in her arms, and cosset him. Tell him she loved him and will make everything alright for him.
Astha didn't realize tears were running down her cheeks. Shlok was uncomfortable seeing her tears. "Save your pity for a worthy cause Astha. I am no more that small boy." She then hastily brushed off her tears and got up. She walked up to him and softly stroked his cheek with her finger tip. "Shall we go?" She was telling him in her own way she was ready to go with him, wherever he called.
Shlok took her in his arms and brushed her lips with his softly. Astha grabbed his shirt and arched up to him. She opened his mouth with hers and plunged her tongue into his mouth. Astha was careful enough to keep her arms in his forearms. She didn't want to touch anywhere near his no go areas. That thought only fueled her love and desire for him.
She poured all her love and her helplessness at his tragic life into the kiss. Shlok finally felt at peace. He had Astha in his arms, and he was kissing her. No, she was kissing him. Life couldn't get better than this. He broke off from the kiss and kissed her cheek, trailing his lips slowly down.
He pushed her towards the wall and came on to her fiercely. All his longing and fear of losing her came on to his kiss. He bit her lips hard and caught some hair in his hand. He pushed her head back, sucked and bit her neck. "You are mine. Only mine. I will never give you up."
Suddenly Shlok seemed to be a little uncontrollable. His other hand roughly caught her waist beneath her kurta making her gasp and arch upwards. She sucked in a hasty breath against his hot touch. It was suddenly too much to take after three days of bleakness and nothingness. Her hands cupped his cheeks and she tried to reach his face but to her utter frustration she could barely reach his chin even on tip toes.
Shlok laughed at her struggle and lifted her off the ground. He kissed her softly on her lips while she sighed in pleasure. Astha moaned his name softly when she felt his member pushing against her centre. Shlok felt himself come to senses at her moan. He slid her slowly to the ground, their bodies rubbing each other as she slid down. Both of them were heated up and this only increased the sexual tension.
"This is most definitely not the place. Let's go home." Shlok's voice was a little unsteady and his body was still completely aroused. Astha looked away from the bulge in embarrassment. Her cheeks were hot and flushed. She didn't know how things always managed to get out of hand in a second when she was with Shlok.
After a few minutes both of them left together hand in hand.
Hui Ghum Yaadein
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
