* Quill! * - Page 98

Can he do something to show that she is not a lost cause? It’s necessary to make her trust herself and build her self esteem.

You want her to confess she missed Delhi 😊.

You could instead tell her you missed her are sorry.

“Terrible then?” he smiled turning to her not starting thecar, drumming his fingers on the steering which meant she missed Delhi and shemissed him ❤️

Such perfect details to picture the scene.

Hi nisha how are you.🤗

nisha can we get more updates like pls

There was your chance dude. Dad said to help the girl out and you gave such a cold reply.

Oh she said it. Pia will learn the hard way that this girl will not let her off the hook. She will need to watch it.

Its just her luck to love an adversary. The adversary engages all her buttons.

She should have just gone ahead and said "great". Don't give him a chance to smirk.

Opening up & Closing in

Pia called him before they even got home, by the way he argued Taaruni could tell Sumedha had lectured her

“I did not instigate, I was not instigated” he growled

He paused to look at Taaruni as she got off the car

Taaruni could clearly hear Pia throwing a hissy fit, she just walked over to the back, opened the trunk, and pulled her luggage out

He chased her and pulled the suitcase out of the trunk

Almost bumping into her as he wasn’t paying attention to how heavy it was,

“Main le jaaoongi oopar tum baat kar lo” Taaruni whispered

“I got this” he glared at her

“Tumhe uthaane ko nahi keh rahi hoon, gussa kyon ho rahe ho?” she scowled

“Taaraaah!!!” he chased her grabbing the roller bag and lifting it up

“Do you have a name for her now?” Pia mocked

“Ur name is too short to be shortened” he smirked into the phone

Taaruni was walking way ahead of him, passing through the lovely garden out front

She sighed audibly by the elevator and turned to him, finding him paused on the garden walk way, walke dover

“Mujhe key card de do, I forgot to bring it with me to Chandigarh”

He tapped his phone to indicate it is integrated in an app

“I can see you are talking Pradyut”

“Lil Miss impatient over there?” Pia chuckled

“TTYL” Pradyut hung up

“Why would you not carry your key card or get the app”

“Is liye rakha tumne phone?” she rolled her eyes

“Don’t roll your eyes at me Taara” he was irritated

His sister was getting under his skin

His BIL was already upset his wife was part of the company

If he didn’t know better he would assume Veer was worried about getting fired as a COO

But nevertheless it was nagging him, Veer hadn’t accompanied him on the last two trips

Gopal had warned him 5 years ago when Pia and Veer were dating “Just let him work at the place he is, he is a great architect and a good people person, but we cant be hiring family”

Veer and Pradyut had kicked off a terrific friendship

Sumedha hated conflict, she didn’t want a upset Pia so she approved of hiring Veer

“Main front door ke paas wait kar loongi” Taaruni hit the elevator floor button

“Why couldn’t you have waited to tell my Mum how much you hated Pia?” he growled

“There we go!” she mumbled

“Whatdja say?” he bend down and tried to listen in

“Jhuko mat… kuch nahi kaha maine” she complained

“My Dad blasted her”

Pia was calling again…

He texted something as Taaruni got off the elevator

Pradyut scanned his phone app to open the door

Taaruni tried to yank her bags from his hand and went in

“Now he seemed to be chatting with Veer as long as she could hear

She went into the shower, after a nice long soak, wore some velour pants and a skinny tee, wrapped her Mum’s shawl over it and went out to the living room to drag her bags into her room

He was stretched out on a chair…… his eight feet long legs almost near her form

He looked up from his phone

“Do you need help?” he asked looking at her piercingly

“Nahi” she shook her head spraying droplets

Quickly pressing a hand over her soaking locks… she bend down picked up her stuff

“Taar.”

“Taaruni kaho mujhe… maine sun liya tha, Pia was laughing at you for calling me Taara”

“Why is everything about her?” he straightened up raring for a fight

“BECAUSEEE” she sighed exhausted

“She is not here…. Par HAI WHO yaha pe”

“She was not here until you mentioned her”

“Zyaada shrewed mat bano…. Tumne lift mein kaha, I should have waited and not complained so hastily to your Mum”

“Because you wanted the damn keys Taara” he pointed a finger

“Sorry... next time I will wait for you to placate her” she said calmly, and turned around stubbing her toe on the wheel wincing and just going back to her room

When she set everything on the bed after rubbing her big toe for ten minutes and cursing him and Pia

He was at the door

“can we talk”

“Bilqul nahi” she said in signature style

That made his lips twitch in amusement

He just leaned on the door jamb

For second her heart sank in disappointment

She wanted him to proceed inside and sit on the bed and start chatting, do couple-y things

“I am having some crazy work trouble with Veer” he said hands in his pockets, opening up about his family

She continued unpacking

“I think, that must have set Pia off”

“Sorry kehne ki koshish kar rahe ho to ekdum bakwas koshish hai yeh Pradyut” she paused with a neatly ironed salwar suit in hand

“I like how you say my name at the end of each sentence”

Time stood still…

She was still going to take him down… hurt him.. umm.. yeah… right… yess… totally!!!

She found herself staring at him wordlessly, clutching her salwar suit to her chest, she was sure the fabric vibrated on the outside and he could see, how hard she was breathing

“Don’t digress” she scolded breathlessly

“I am not”

“It was a pathetic apology” she reminded him

“I never said I was attempting to” he smiled slowly

“To theek hai… enjoy placating your brother in law then? (don’t tell me why he is irritated or why he is not showing up at work)

She turned to go put it in her closet, when she returned he was still there on his phone

“Saari raat yahi khare rahogey? Pr” she stopped

He looked up from his phone

“If I want to get a reaction on anything, I just have to mention it” he smiled at her struggle not to say his name

It was hilarious to him that he had caught her checking herself from uttering his name

“Yeh 19th century to hai nahi, tumhara naam lena chhod doon…,” she shrugged

“Oh how I wish” he mocked

“I wont apologize to Pia” she told him clearly

His expression changed slightly but he didn’t protest

“This might not be an ideal sister in law situation for her, but I reassured her I am here to save my family store and will be gone when I find the papers” “she can have you back”

He was stunned to hear her say that so calmly

“I don’t even have you now… so you……”

He walked into the room

“I know!!!.... U offered yourself up like a dutiful wife” his eyes were like glass chips

“More like a lamb heading to slaughter” she said boldly looking into his eyes

“Sort it out with your sister Pradyut” she ordered weakly

Hearing his name mentioned at the end of the sentence again softened him a bit

“Can we talk about The Quill?” he asked slowly

“Mere baal geele hain, I am going to dry them and go to bed” she whispered, realizing she was his… for taking, he can wait as long as he wants or go for the kill right away.

She wouldn’t even pretend to put up a fight

He squeezed water out of a lock slowly, then squeezed one droplet from another lock into his mouth, his jaw scoring her cheek as it approached that droplet hungrily

He bend down and kissed his favorite part of her neck, her rapid breathing stumbled to a uneven stop, an audible gasp escaping her throat, his scorching breath almost drying her hair, his arm going around her waist, in a possessive grasp, gently, his tongue sending a ripple of thrilling sensation coursing through her body

It might have lasted under a couple minutes, but when he left her she could feel the soreness, on the skin, the hunger in her every pore the only signs of his onslaught “Good night Taara”