Chapter-4
Pakhi was overseeing the preparations for Mehendi ceremony. She looked at the watch to see the time and saw Agastya's reflection in the watch glass instead. Still she pretended as if she hadn't seen him. She saw that the flower wreath in the door was starting to sag a bit. She brought a wobbly stool to stand upon to fix the wreath again. She knew well the stool was not balanced to hold her and she'll fall. And that was what precisely she wanted for it would cause Agasthya to reveal himself and save her.
Pakhi stood on the stool and as expected, the stool wobbled and she fell down,. only to be held in Agastya's arms.
"Agasthya! Tum yahaan?" Pakhi faked being surprised.
"Kyon? You are surprised?" Agasthya smirked, "Tumne to vaise bhi mera reflection apni watch me dekh liya tha."
Pakhi didn't expect Agasthya to notice that. He was sharp. In fact, the sharpest of all men she had met.
"Vo main..."Mallika practiced one of her charms, "Main hamesha tere baare me hi sochti rehti hoon na Dodo to mujhe har jagah tu hi tu dikhta hai. Mujhe laga is baar bhi mere man ka vehem hi hoga." Pakhi bit her tongue and blushed innocently.
Pakhi tried to free herself from Agastya's hold but her locks of hair got stuck in Agastya's shirt button. Agasthya and Pakhi were so close that their lips were just centimetres apart and Pakhi could hear the fast heartbeats of Agasthya. The musk scent of Agasthya's perfume filled her nostrils. Agasthya caressed her hair. Mallika had become numb to male touch after so many years of her work but Agasthya...his touch always left her burning...with hate, with disgust and with a sick wanting. However she wanted this man to be reduced to dust, she couldn't help but being flattered when she could see this man desiring her to death. Despite not wanting, she was lost in Agastya's penetrating gaze. She hated how this man made her weak in knees but suddenly realising the power she holds over him, Pakhi brought her lips close to Agastya's chest and bit off his shirt button freeing her hair. Then she left Agasthya standing spellbound.
Paakhi...that woman...how couldn't she realise how deep and strong Agastya's love for her. How she couldn't see his torment? But today watching a flicker of desire in Pakhi's eyes for him filled him with great satisfaction. She would feel the same pull towards him. He will make her love him with the same intensity- he promised her, himself and the universe.
Please tell me which pairing would you like to see more of in this FF: Agasthya-Mallika, Agasthya-Pakhi, Ishaan-Mallika or Ishaan-Pakhi. And please give your feedback.