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Part 31 - Star Fears Continue

Hello my beloved people, despite my worries, I came to you with a new part. I hope you find it interesting)

A kiss is something that both of us dreamed of, but we don't know yet what brought Priya to him.

If Ram spent many hours in his thoughts, then Priya did not differ too much from him, after sending the notes, Priya was very worried about how Ram would react. She didn't want to scare him away, but she didn't want to hide anything either. Even allowing herself some play, she wanted honesty and sincerity between them. Even playing, she did only what she felt, what she wanted.

It scared her and pleased her at the same time.

There were few people in the world with whom she could be anyone. Show all your manifestations, good or not, clear or ambiguous. Ram accepted everything, and Priya appreciated him even more for that. Although sometimes it seemed to her that there was nowhere else to go, Ram surprised her with what he was like every minute.

"Ram, I do not know how you will react to what I am doing, but it's all for you. For us, you let me be who I am and I want us to be able to be open with each other. You're the one I want to trust, which means I need to open up everything, even not the most pleasant. That way we can move. I understand that you are not like them, not at all. But my stupid brain wants to make sure, and my soul, which is immensely drawn to you, is afraid at the same time. She's been hurt so much. You know, they taught me that people, men, can't love sincerely. Either they don't like it at all, or they follow their own advantage. As Neeraj, he was comfortable with me, I helped him solve problems, cope with his then new job, and at the same time be close to my Mayatri. I don't blame her, she honestly confessed to me when she realized that this was still my boyfriend, she liked him. I was in pain, but my feelings were not those that I could not survive. Fortunately, or unfortunately, I loved my sister more. With Neeraj, there was rather a painful desire to get male warmth and attention, which was born in me because of that disgusting sir.

When a girl has a dad, a real dad, she does not reach for the first attention she gets, she can evaluate more soberly and objectively. I was a pretty young wounded girl, it took me a lot of time and effort to grow up. I helped my sister and Neeraj to reconcile with the family, but I continue to watch him, so that he does not offend my little sister. And as for that sir, he didn't give me any love, but he taught me to be attentive, his blows allowed me to become so strong that now I can help other girls and inspire them to fight, as it was in the area of the Master who sews my dresses.

It was hard for me and still hard to believe, but now I want to say thank you to those two, their destruction, which they brought to me without looking back, allowed me to discover a new side of my personality, Shania, to set her free, to do what I dreamed of. And now I've met you, the shadow of other men's actions is still falling, but by doing what you're facing today, I'm being cleansed to connect with you. With you, I gradually learn that a man is not fear, it is support, support, reciprocity, craving and a thousand other beautiful things.

I'm sorry, I can't let go of everything at once, as quickly as you and I were overwhelmed by emotions that night, but I'm trying. To be with you, I do things that maybe I shouldn't. But I do.

There was a hint of a crime in my notes. Will you think I'm guilty? It scares me, but something inside is sure that you won't think. Someone attacked that sir and we need to find out who it was and why he looks like me, guided by my handwriting? Why does he want to make you believe? I'm just painting, and this someone is throwing stones."

While Priya was lost in thought, her phone suddenly beeped, she automatically opened the SMS, thinking it was Ram, but the situation turned out to be completely different.

- Well, darling, do you think about me?

- Who is it about?

- Uh-uh, how boring is it to tell you my biography?

- I don't need your biography.

- And then what, sweetheart?

- Don't call me that, whoever you are.

- Only Ram can call you that, baby?

- Enough of these words! Tell me what you want?

- You're in a hurry again, but what about the pleasure?

- I don't see any damn pleasure here!

- And I see...

- See what you want, will you get down to business or not?

- Okay, honey, since you're asking for it, I'll tell you.

- While you're chatting with me, Ram got something interesting...

- What the hell are you talking about?

- Oh, how I like it when you get mad! ..

- and I'll like it when you stop this strange game.

- Really?! Don't you play?

- What can you know about me?

- Everyone...

- Leave your statements.

- I can't, I like your company.

- When did you realize that?

- A long time ago.

- We've only been talking for a few minutes, what are you talking about?

- All secrets are not revealed so quickly...

- Stop it, or I'll go to the police!

- First convince Ram that you are innocent...

- I don't need to convince him, he knows that I can't do that.

- Are you so sure?

- Yes.

- But I sent him something, something that will point to your guilt...

Priya dropped her phone on this message and, not remembering the time, ran to Ram in the night. Someone took advantage of her emotional intensity and she did not have time to think that there could be no evidence and Ram would not just believe it, even if some false evidence was sent to him. It was too difficult for Priya to stay put. She just went to him, taking her bike. Her heart was beating against her chest, fear was tearing her mind, she just wanted to be with Ram and share what she cares about, convince him. She drove to Ram's house and, finally realizing the night, carefully made her way to his office, following the smell of his cologne, which she had already learned. She knocked softly and went into the room, hearing his puzzled approval.

- Hi...

- Priya...

- Sorry, I came uninvited.

- You don't need any invitation.

- Thanks.

- Don't thank me for what makes me happy.

- That much?

- Yes.

- Then can I do something?

- Consider that you are allowed here.

- Then I won't stop.

- I'm not going to stop you.

- Then be quiet...

She decided not to say, but to show, taking a sharp step towards him, she approached his lips and kissed him as she had dreamed for a long time. Her tongue explored his mouth, frankly enjoying it even more when he joined in. It was as if she had dived into the ocean again and suffocated, not wanting to surface.

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