Taming The Casanova

Chapter 39

Samar's POV

I went to her room. She was looking out of her window.

I hugged her from the backside and kissed on her cheek. I felt that it was wet.

I turned her around and took her in my arms.

" So why are you crying? "

" Don't talk to me... Go away... "

" Go away??? How will I celebrate, if I go away?? "

" What is there to celebrate?? My marriage with that man, dad was just talking about?? Your marriage

alliance with Manu after they get divorced?" She said getting annoyed.

Awww.. she looked so sweet whenever she was angry. And she sounded jealous too. I was going crazy

about her.

" No my angel. My marriage alliance with my cupcake. "

" What?? I hate you... Who is this cupcake now?? "

" You... angel... You are my cupcake. I just told your parents about my feelings for you. "

" WHAT?? " her eyes were wide open.

" Yes... " I cupped her face in my hands and kissed her. But she broke the kiss pushing me back.

" And?? "

" And what?? " I teased her and she punched me in my stomach.

" Ouch!!!! " I feigned as if I was hurt but she didn't buy it.

" And ?? " She raised her eyebrows.

" And.... "

" Tell me before I kill you. "

" I will tell you if you let me kiss you..."

" What?? You are crazy.... "

" Agreed... About you. " I pulled her to me and placed my lips on her very soft and pink ones. Her lips

were so soft and kissable. I kissed her feverishly till we could not breathe anymore.

I pulled away and placed my forehead against her's.

" Now was that the answer to my question Mr lawyer. " she smiled at me with a delicate blush on her

face.

I swear she looked like my favourite food. Wanted to keep on kissing her. But I had to control myself,

she was my angel.

" Yes... "

" Yes what, Samar Ji?? Why are you teasing me? "

" Your parents said yes ... Cupcake. They are happy for us. "

" Seriously?? She hugged me.

Oh, God !!!!

" But why didn't you say anything earlier?? "

" Because Sahil was there... "

" You asked my father and Sagar bhai but still worried about Sahil bhai?? " she smiled.

" It's not like that... He is really upset right now and ... "

" And what?? "

" Let it be... "

" No, tell me... "

" I couldn't let him know about my feelings for you for some reason. "

" What reason?? That he would be angry with you?? Dad gave his permission now... "

" It is not only that... "

" Then what is it?? "

" Please cupcake... "

" No, tell me now.. or I would not talk to you. "

" I can't.... or Sagar would not support me.. "

" What??? What exactly is going on here? "

Oh God !!! This cupcakes of mine was also a Malhotra... Just as stubborn as her brothers.

" Listen carefully... "

And I told her everything. The whole conversation between Sagar and me and now between Sahil and

me.

She was so glad to hear that... She shrieked and hugged me again.

Hence proved.... the Malhotra siblings were crazy.

I tighten my arms around her.

" So now I am a part of this plan as well. "

" You want your brothers to kill me? "

" Oh please.. please... please."

" Ok, fine it depends... "

" On what?? "

" Well... I am very hungry... Can I get something nice to eat?? If I like it, then you are in.."

" Done ... What will you have ?? "

" My cupcake... " I said with a wink and she blushed.

I stepped towards her and she ran towards the door.

" You were hungry... Come let's go and eat something... " She said and tried to pull me out of the room

but I pulled her in my arms.

" But I want my cupcake... "

" Shut up Samar Ji... "

" Make me.. "

" Please... Shut up.. " she said with her cheeks absolutely red.

My red velvet cupcake...

Sahil's POV

I stormed out of the home.

What was wrong with everyone?? Why are they all hell-bent to make me sign those papers???

Samar, Sagar and dad.. everyone had gone mad...

Sagar wanted to get Manyata married to that idiot designer. What did he say??

He is very handsome, smart and successful... Successful my foot.. he is just a glorified tailor...

Dad wanted to get her married to Samar. Smart, handsome, eligible??

Successful lawyer?? Idiot... He is just a foodie... All he thinks about is food.

Why was Samar pushing me to sign the papers?

Did he want to get married to her??

But he said no to dad when dad asked him...

Maybe he just refused in front of me as it would be awkward according to him, but in his heart wants it.

Over my dead body... She is my wife... Mine... I would not sign the papers. I would not let her get

married to anyone else. She is mine. MINE.

I am going to get her back in my life...

But I had work too. I could not go away like this in absence of Sagar and Damini.

I went back to the office and completed all the work and gave instructions to all the staff and asked

them to call me if they had any queries.

It was late night now but I didn't want to go home... Even mom and Swati were not talking to me.

Mom was very angry with me... But I deserve that too. I would bring her daughter-in-law back.

I went home as I needed to pack my stuff. I did all the packing but still could not sleep. But I needed to

sleep as I had to travel on the next day.

I went to the kitchen to eat something as I had not eaten anything since morning and that was also very

little.

But the moment, I entered the kitchen, I felt something weird... I missed her with so much intensity.

She was so good and caring towards me and served me food, while I was fooling around with other

girls. She knew that she was my wife.. still instead of cursing and killing me, she cared for me. I was Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

such a moron.

I took out a bottle of water and a glass and it reminded of the morning when she was making south

Indian food there, she did not let me take the medicine without eating something before it.

It was after that incident with Raima. My face became red with shame. I am really the most disgusting

man on the earth. My family was so ashamed and disgusted with me. They were not even talking but

she took care of me.

How could she behave so normally after that? My blood would have boiled if I was in her position.

I remember how by just being in her company for 15 minutes, I felt so good.

I was so confused about my feelings for her. I wanted to be with her all the time...

Why is my inner voice not saying anything now?? It was bothering me all the time earlier.

Just like a fool I was talking to myself all the time and was so restless. But I felt so good being with her.

I loved it when we were fighting for Sagar's shoes. I got that heavenly feeling when she was in my

arms.

I felt like... as if, I had come home after wandering in a forest. Or when a wanderer in the desert

reaches an Oasis.

I had always felt bad for Sagar, what kind of a life was Sagar living while he was madly in love with

Damini and she was not with him..... I felt that love was creating all the problems for Sagar if he was

not in love with her, he would have been much happier.

But I saw how happy he was now. I had never seen him happier in the whole 27 years of our lives, then

he was now. I am happy for him.

All his friends, who used to say they've never fallen in love, are madly in love with their wives and living

a happy married life. They all were crazy about their wives and were enjoying their life like anything...

Just like my brother Sagar.

And .... What kind of a life was I living till now?? Going around with random girls every day still I was

not interested in any one of them. I dated more than 200 girls in but none of them was that special.

Now I was dying for the attention of a girl who was my wife.

Correction.... who is my wife but she doesn't even want to talk to me.

But I will change it. I will make her fall in love with me and would have her in my life again. She is a

gem of a person. I would go to Delhi to get her back.

I took an apple and came back to my room. Somehow a gazal that Sagar used to sing came into my

mind...

Kabhi Khwab Mein,

Ya Khayal Mein...

Kabhi Zindgani Ke Dhar Pe

Mai Adhura Sa Ek Geet Hu

Mujhe Arth De To Sawar Ke

Kabhi Khwab Mein Ya Khayal Mein...

Wo Benaam Si Koi Jusatju

Wo Apne Aap Se Guftgun

Tujhe Chhoo Liya To Mujhe Laga

Din Aa Gaye Hai qarar Ke...

Kabhi Khwab Mein Ya Khayal Mein...

Na Mili thi tum, to tha jee raha

Na milogi to, na jee paoonga...

Meri trishnagi ko jagaa diya

Tere saath ne, tere pyaar ne...

Kabhi Khwab Mein Ya Khayal Mein...

Oh god!! Was this gazal written on my situation??

I tried to sleep as I had to leave early, but I kept thinking about her and slipped into slumber finally.