"She: A Ring is a promise that you make to protect and cherish me forever..

He: The ring is the shackle that will cage your heart to me forever.. "

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Gauri started gasping for dear air as soon as they parted, while Omkara was taking erratic but deep breaths, brushing his long fingers over her little fists that clutched his shirt in white-knuckle grip.

'I really feel like slapping you hard', gasp, 'but this was', gasp, 'amazing!!',
Gauri exclaimed breathlessly.

'Is that so?', he tilted his head to a side and gave off a smug look.

'I.. Uh..', she looked up at him, her face flushed and lips pressed in a thin line,
'I like this RomanticKara more than ViolentKara.'

Omkara's black orbs turned fiery in rage all of a sudden, 'Jaan, exactly how many nicknames are you going to attribute me?', suddenly his grip on her hair became painfully tight, 'don't you know how embarrassing they are for me, my image?'

'First you steal my first kiss, and then all you care is your bloody image??', Gauri wanted to strangle this man to death.

She promised herself that she would never be deceived by his devilishly good looks or his temporary uplift of mood.. But no, she just behaved as a horny school kid!!

'Watch your mouth Jaan', he gripped her chin forcefully, 'curse words neither suit your pretty little mouth nor I want to hear them from my soon to be wife.'

'I'm definitely not marrying you, Mr. DevilKara Singh Oberoi!!', Gauri gritted her teeth.

'Don't test my patience Jaan', Omkara gave her a warning glare.

Gauri pushed him away with all the might she could muster, 'Or what?? What can you do, you psycho? Will you kill me? Then kill me. Kill me!!', she took his hand and placed over the column of her throat, 'for once I really was fooled by your sweet behaviour, but you know what? You are a dog who can never get his tail straightened.. ', she removed his numb hand from her throat and pulled him down by clutching his shirt collar, 'let me tell you a secret. I really lust you. You just don't know the effect you have over this filthy treacherous body of mine. But you said you are an artist, right? Bhavya told me that you write some bunch of intense shayaris too! Then you must know that desire and love are two concepts who run parallel, but miles apart? That's exactly what I feel. I will lust you forever, but I will never love you for who you are, Never! Ever!', she crossed her hands over her chest, glaring at him.

'Tsk.. Tsk.. Tsk.. Silly girl! Why do you do such things and ruin our moments?', his mood changed again, his cute complaining pout and puppy eyes were striking at some weird strings of her heart.. Nah!! She shook her head and faced away from him.

He took baby steps towards her and hugged her waist from behind. Leaning a bit forward, he started placing small feathery kisses on the nape of her neck, sending tickles all over her nerves and causing swarms of butterflies flutter in the pit of her stomach.

She squeezed her eyes shut, biting the insides of her cheeks to suppress a moan threatening to leave her lips.

'I have a gift for you Jaan', he whispered while nibbling at her earlobe.

'I don't want any of your gifts.', Gauri kept her eyes shut and shoulder stiffened.

'Playing stubborn huh?', he pecked her cheeks, his grip around her waist tightening, 'my Jaan is angry with me?', he started nuzzling her neck.

'Hmph!', was Gauri's reply.

'Now now Jaan,' he left her and pulled out a velvet box. Opening it, he took out a breathtaking antique looking ring.

He got on his knees before her. Pulling her left hand off her handlock forcefully, he put the ring in her ring finger (the same ring as the picture given above),
'O, The stars twinkling above us; O, the Lady Moon radiating her beams of joy; O, the wildly running litigators, the redolent Jasmines, Murrayas and The Lady of the Nights; O, the raining Murrayas over our heads, I declare my pledge to cherish the heart of this beautiful creation of nature before me, the heart that is imprisoned to me till death pulls us apart, taking you all as witnesses as I tie the strings of my heart with hers.' His right hand held her left hand in a soft yet firm grip, and her hazel orbs lost in his black ones, in amazement.

He stood up on his feet and brushed off the errand locks off her face with his thumbs.

'Welcome to my heart Jaan', he slammed his lips on hers again.

*****

'Master, do you really want to go?', Dandi scratched his neck in confusion.

'He is senior to her for two years.', Omkara said in a firm voice, 'Are our tickets booked?'

'Yes master. We have to leave within an hour or we will miss the flight.'

'Take the car out. We are coming.'

Gauri was tying her hair in a high pony when she felt two muscular arms snaking around her waist and a hot breath fanning at a dangerous spot behind her ear.

'Aren't you getting too clingy?', she asked in a sickly sweet voice, annoyed.

He cupped her small doll face in his large hands and asked, 'Aren't you getting to annoyed at my presence?'

He lowered his lips on hers, tilting her head aside. Pulling her lips in a soft, slow, torturing suck, he nipped lightly at it making her moan involuntarily.
As the sight of the swirls of his black orbs twisting more and more started dissolving into a blur, giddiness engulfed her and her knees gave up holding her, she clung to his neck for support, resulting in the deepening of the kiss.

'Mhm... Good morning Jaan..', her stupid heart skipped a beat hearing his deep, raspy, husky voice.

'G.. Good morning', she greeted quietly, her cheeks and lower end of her ears, burned pink in embarrassment.

'Now let's go Jaan, we're getting late.'

*****

All the students swarming at the gate of the 'Dehradoon Institute of Technology and Management', stared dropping their jaws on the ground at the huge black Mercedes stopping near them.

The car honked and all the students scurried away from the gate while two guards held it open wider.

The students started buzzing in confusion as whose family would be able to afford such an expensive car? Or, was there anyone coming to the ceremony as a guest of honour??

But they almost had a mini heart attack when one side of the car was opened by a handsome looking guard in black suit and the valedictorian of the year Gauri Kumari Sharma, hopped out, followed by an equally stunning lady in all black.

Gauri was never much lucky to have many friends or at least a gang of buddies of her own year. She had only two friends, who didn't judge her because of being orphan.

'Gauri!', a tall, willowy girl with a oval face and gorgeously tanned skin with brownish hair of Gauri's age screeched and threw herself on her.

'Eh!, hi Richa!!', Gauri laughed nervously.

'Whoa! A Mercedes?', Richa looked at Gauri squinting her eyes, 'Suspicious. You didn't call me, messaged me, didn't even send a letter. And now you suddenly pop up from blue riding a Marcedes!! Did you rob any bank and hid yourself??'

Before Gauri could answer, two muscular arm wrapped her petite body, lifted her off the ground, twirling around a screeching her.

'Ru! You here?', Gauri asked the bulky man breathlessly. He had a smoking hot muscular body, edgy and chiseled jawline and a pair of black eyes, twinkling innocently as a child.

'How can I miss my Ri's graduation ceremony?', Rudra pulled her cheeks affectionately.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

'I didn't know that you already have become a whore, even before you met me.'

An angry deep voice boomed behind Gauri, making her freeze at her spot.

😓😓😓
I know many of you wanted a hot romance, and look at devil me, I gave you another violence.

Thank you for letting me know how you feel about the quotes. I didn't know you love them this much. I'm flustered.

But, good(?) thing is, they got engaged.
Now enjoy both FiancéKara and JealousKara.

And, what do you think about our Rudy boy?? How is he related to Gauri?? Is Gauri in trouble??

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Think. Think. Think.

Happy reading!
With love,
Sarani.