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PriVeer TS : You Made My Life “SHOW SOME ISHQ” By Nisha (Pearl :02)

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Link : part-01

Soft music filled the hall as the RJ began the song. Priyanka sighed in contentment as beautiful memories of the day filled her senses.

“Gumsum Gumsum Gupchup Gumsum Gupuchup
Gumsum Gumsum Gupchup Gumsum Gupuchup
Gumsum Gumsum Gupchup Gumsum Gupuchup”

Cool wind washed her face as she walked through the large French doors towards less used side of the outhouse. She wasn’t too familiar with the way through those hallways but was determined to get through what seemed like a maze. She had to apologize.

Priyanka Oberoi had always made sure she never had to apologize or feel shameful in front of anyone. Growing up, she took great pains in excelling everything she did be it little or big. She always wanted to see the spark of pride in her daddy’s eyes and thus had made sure she perfect every single thing she did. Her family owned international trading business and there was no need for her to work but she followed her dreams of owning her own interior designing and architecture business. Her parents had always encouraged the best in her while her brother completely supported her. Her latest venture had called for her to work with one of the most respected construction firms in India and worldwide, Randhawa Constructions. She had been extremely thrilled to know that she would be collaborating with them for her new project. The MD of that firm had personally come to meet her and was impressed with her ideas and inputs. And for the first time Priyanka blushed. She had met many men, young, handsome, tall and yet there was something endearing about him that pulled her towards him.

She had come to realize he was completely opposite of the way papers described him: ruthless, egoistic, downright cold-blooded. In fact he was one of the most caring and softhearted man after her daddy and Rudra bhaiyya. He had a close-knit family that consisted of his little sister Krisha and his Daadima and he left no stone unturned to keep them happy. And she didn’t know when she had fallen hard for him.

“Hulchul Hulchul Ho Gayi Teri Honth Hai Kyon Chup
Hulchul Hulchul Ho Gayi Teri Baithe Hain Gupchup
Pyaare Pyaare Chehre Ne Karte Hain Ishaara
Dekha Teri Aankhon Ne Hai Sapna Koi Pyaara
Humse Gori Na Tu Sharma Kehde Humse Zara
Humse Gori Na Tu Sharma Kehde Humse Zara”

Priyanka was uncertain how he would take her love for him. She was scared he might reject her or worse think she was like any other girl trying to impress him for his money and fame. But her dear Gannuji seemed to have other plans.

The project they were collaborating together was a huge success. The clients were coming in for the last look before concluding the work. Their client, Mr. Khurana had urgent work and had sent his daughter to oversee the final details. His daughter Riya had arrived at Randhawa constructions and had requested for a private meeting with Ranveer before meeting with everyone. This hadn’t gone well with Priyanka. Her jealousy took the better of her seeing Ranveer go out of his way to accommodate her. She had tried her best interrupting the meeting but nothing seemed to work. Finally she had succumbed to possessiveness over Ranveer and insulted Riya in front of everyone much to everyone’s surprise before running back home.

“Kehna Hi Kya Ye Nein Ek Anjaan Se Jo Mile
Chalne Lage Mohabbat Ke Jaise Ye Silsile
Armaan Naye Aise Dil Mein Khile
Jinko Kabhi Main Na Jaanoon
Vo Humse Hum Unse Kabhi Na Mile
Kaise Mile Dil Na Jaanoon
Ab Kya Karein Kya Naam Lein
Kaise Unhein Main Pukaroon”

Rushing home she had locked herself in the room and allowed no one inside. She felt ashamed of her actions. She wasn’t someone who would insult others even if they were wrong. And here she had blatantly insulted her in front of everyone. Her dad and brother came rushing home hearing the news but she refused to speak to any of them.

Finally after hours of crying and brooding, she decided she would apologize to Ranveer for her irrational behavior before apologizing to Riya. She rushed out of the house dodging her parents and brother. She wouldn’t be able to face the shame on her father’s eyes for her behavior and decided to fix things before she could explain to her family.

“Kehna Hi Kya Ye Nein Ek Anjaan Se Jo Mile
Chalne Lage Mohabbat Ke Jaise Ye Silsile
Armaan Naye Aise Dil Mein Khile
Jinko Kabhi Main Na Jaanoon
Vo Humse Hum Unse Kabhi Na Mile
Kaise Mile Dil Na Jaanoon
Ab Kya Karein Kya Naam Lein
Kaise Unhein Main Pukaroon”

She didn’t care that she looked like a mess in her baby pink Patiala dress. Her hair flew out as she drove towards Ranveer’s place. Her neatly plaited hair now vaguely resembled was a fractious mess of tangles and any clips that had once held them in place were long gone. Her face with its russet cheeks were crumpled like an over stored apple while her irises were threaded with scarlet.

Hurrying through the double doors she came across a worried Daadima and tensed Krisha. Anxious the situation was out of hand, she ran towards them. Giving her a sorry look they had directed her to the outhouse.

“Pehli Hi Nazar Mein Kuchh Hum Kuchh Tum
Ho Jaate Hain Yoon Gum
Neinon Se Barse Rimjhim Rimjhim
Humpe Pyaar Ka Saawan
Sharam Thodi Thodi Humko Aaye To Nazrein Jhuk Jaayein
Sitamb Thoda Thoda Humpe Shokh Hwaa Bhi Kar Jaayein
Aisi Chale Aanchal Uthay Dil Mein Ek Toofan Uthay
Hum To Lut Gaye Khade Hi Khade”

The only sounds heard were the slight tinkling of her anklets as she walked along the cold stone ground. Soft curtains danced to the tune of the cool breeze whooshing through the hallways. She came to stand between pillars facing what seemed like an open space courtyard situated in the middle. Few curtains flew around blocking her view of the open space. Her fingers quivered and her heart rate doubled as she slightly pushed them apart and the object of her desire stood majestically in the center.

She saw his bare back glistening with sweat as he slowly extended his arms to his side. The only piece of clothing that covered him were a pair of loosely fitted yoga harem pants. He turned around slightly changing his Tai Chi pose making her aware of her presence. She gasped involuntarily watching his muscles twitch slightly with his slow and calculated movements. Any Greek God would fall short of this man that stood in front of her. His angled jaws were taut with tension as he was completely focused the way his body stood. A single trail of sweat trailed down his jaw, down his neck before disappearing down his well-toned abs.

“Kehna Hi Kya Ye Nein Ek Anjaan Se Jo Mile
Chalne Lage Mohabbat Ke Jaise Ye Silsile
Armaan Naye Aise Dil Mein Khile
Jinko Kabhi Main Na Jaanoon
Vo Humse Hum Unse Kabhi Na Mile
Kaise Mile Dil Na Jaanoon
Ab Kya Karein Kya Naam Lein
Kaise Unhein Main Pukaroon”

She leaned on the pillar, her body suddenly limp, trying to inhale as much as oxygen as possible. It seemed like she had run a marathon and no amount of air in the house was sufficient. Her legs refused to move. She clutched the curtains more tightly as she turned slightly towards him. She again watched him, well hidden from his eyes, admiring the sun-kissed Grecian. His prominent jaw curved gracefully around and the strength of his neck showed in the twining cords of muscles that shaped his entire body. Part of her wished she could run towards him and kiss him senseless while the other very small part said she should get a hold of herself and apologize. She let out a shaky sigh while her anklets chimed while hitting the pillar.

“Kaun hai?” His voice boomed through the empty hallways as he slightly turned his head towards the source of the noise. She hurriedly shoved the curtain close suddenly not wanting to face him. She felt ashamed she was ogling at a man instead of walking up to him and apologizing. She turned hoping to silently escape the way she came in only for her earring to be caught between the curtains.

“Kehna Hi Kya Ye Nein Ek Anjaan Se Jo Mile
Chalne Lage Mohabbat Ke Jaise Ye Silsile
Armaan Naye Aise Dil Mein Khile
Jinko Kabhi Main Na Jaanoon
Vo Humse Hum Unse Kabhi Na Mile
Kaise Mile Dil Na Jaanoon
Ab Kya Karein Kya Naam Lein
Kaise Unhein Main Pukaroon”

Her eyes widened in shock and her body stilled for a moment. She was afraid he would catch her red-handed ogling at him. She hastily tried to remove the earrings off the curtain only to realize it tangled more. Her breath hitched in fear as her hands fumbled trying to get the curtain off the earring. And finally she managed to pry the earring off before she rushed to the other side of the pillar.

Cool breeze gave way to sudden rushing of the winds through windows and doors of the outhouse. Ranveer turned around to see the source of the noise only to realize there was nobody. He scrunched his eyebrows in irritation wondering who dared to disturb his Tai Chi session. Looking around he tried to gauge the source of the sounds and waited with abated breath to see if there was any further noise. Having heard nothing, he walked a few steps towards the white curtains that furiously danced with the wind whooshing through. Pushing it aside he walked into the hallway trying to see where the noise came from.

Priyanka peeked slightly from behind the pillar when a strong scent of his cologne hit her nostrils. Her stomach clenched with desire as his exotic scent filled her senses. She carefully turned to see how close he had come only to realize he stood exactly at the same spot she stood two seconds ago. Clutching her duppatta tightly she dashed to the next nearest hiding spot from where she could make a clean exit. She couldn’t stand to apologize to him anymore. She didn’t know if she could control her sense and heart from overtaking while she tried to apologize. She took one last look at him before running to the other side of the hallway.

He now stood five feet away from her with his back facing her with only the sheer curtain separating them. Gulping away her last bits of courage she rushed to find the nearest exit.

“In Honthon Na maanga Sargam Sargam
Tu Aur Tera Hi Pyaar Hai
Aaj Dhoondhe Hai Jisko Hardam Hardam
Tu Aur Tera Hi Pyaar Hai
Mehfil Mein Bhi Tanha Hai Dil Aise Dil Aise
Tujhko Kho Na De Darrta Hai Ye Aise Ye Aise
Aaj Mili Aisi Khushi Jhoom Uthi Duniya Ye Meri
Tumko Paaya To Paayi Zindagi”

Standing on the other end of the hallway, she turned to admire him one last time before going away. She saw him walk through the curtains, his eyes roaming around as though in desperate search of something. The urge to run into his arms seemed uncontrollable at that moment. Had he seen her? Would he figure out she had stealthily walked into his den only to run away like a coward? She hid behind another pillar as she saw him almost catch her standing before looking the other way.

He pushed away the curtain hearing a movement by the other side. He stared between the two pillars to see if he could find the source of this hide and seek game but found none. Sighing deeply he walked further hoping he would catch the person.

She looked between the pillars only to see he had disappeared. Her eyes frantically searched for him. Walking near the curtains she tried to look through the almost transparent cloth if she could get a glimpse of him. It seemed as though he was never there. She tiptoed down the hallway when suddenly she felt him walk behind her. Terrified, she moved to hide behind the curtains.

He walked towards the bench and picked up his black wife beater. Slipping it over his head and body, he once again began to walk down the hallway in search of that person.

Relieved she had managed to escape him, she walked towards the French doors when she suddenly felt someone catch her wrist before yanking her inside the open courtyard. His strong fingers clasped her wrist as he dragged her towards the center of the courtyard. And she was trapped!

He momentarily left her hands only to find her running away from him. He instantly caught her and forcefully twirled her towards him. His eyes spoke thousands expressions at a time. Mixed emotions of longing, anger, irritation and hurt danced in his eyes. She tried to wriggle her arms out of his strong grip only for him to tighten his hold on her. She finally gave up battling her urge to run away from him.

“Kehna Hi Kya Ye Nein Ek Anjaan Se Jo Mile
Chalne Lagi Mohabbat Ke Jaise Ye Silsile
Armaan Naye Aise Dil Mein Khile
Jinko Kabhi Main Na Jaanoon
Vo Humse Hum Unse Kabhi Na Mile
Kaise Mile Dil Na Jaanoon
Ab Kya Karein Kya Naam Lein
Kaise Unhein Main Pukaroon”

She saw him bring his hands up to towards her face that held something that belonged to her. The earring shined from the moonlight that streamed into the courtyard. Her eyes widened in shock. How did he find it? She was clearly caught now. There was no way she could make any excuses how. She expected him to say something but there were no words spoken. He leaned towards her ear and tucked her hair neatly behind. She let out a slight moan at the touch of his cold fingers around her ear. The act was so simple yet so sensual.

Holding her lobe, he pushed the tiny wire through the ear hole. She stood with her eyes closed. Her heartbeat rose rapidly as his hot breath fell on the sensitive spot on the neck. She let her senses overpower her, as she stood mute letting him do all the work.

He snapped the hook in place before adjusting her hair with the flick of his thumb. His lips were merely inches away from her cheek. Words seemed unnecessary as he stood absorbing her presence so close to him. He slowly slid his face back to see her reaction.

“Kehna Hi Kya Ye Nein Ik Anjaan Se Jo Mile
Chalne Lage Mohabbat Ke Jaise Ye Silsile
Kehna Hi Kya.”

“I love you Ranveer.”

“I love you Ranveer!” she threw her arms over his neck as she tiptoed to slam her lips to his nearly knocking all the wind from his lungs. He hardly had a moment to react before she pressed her tongue to the seam of her lips and, at his grant of access, delved inside. It was a sloppy kiss pouring all her energy and love into it. Her arms reached up and tangled around his lush thick hair. She felt him pick her up as she arched up into his broad chest, moaning in pleasure as the heat of his body seeped through his neatly pressed shirt.

His hands circled around her hip and tightened to bring her as close as possible. He slanted her head, deepening the kiss. What seemed like hours before they stood panting, their foreheads touching each other. They had their eyes closed yet a beautiful smile adorned their lips.

God, she was irresistible! Her sweet honey-suckled lips never failed to spread warmth throughout his entire body. He knew she would be completely surprised with him wishing on radio. He loved to see the sheer look of awe and surprise as she ran into his cabin few moments ago ignoring the confused staff and clients. He was more than happy to indulge in her scandalous entry.

“Aapko yaad tha?” she whispered biting her lower lip.

“How could I forget it Priyanka?” he smiled fondly running his finger over her cheek.

“Toh pehle kyun nahi bataya? Itna sab kuch karne ki kya zaroorat thi?” she sniffed scrunching her nose.

“Yeh le,” he sighed in mock hurt. “You keep saying main yeh sab nahi karta. Aur upar se I am always compared with the wonderful bhaiyya of yours. Voh aise karte hain vaise karte hain, kitne romantic hain etc etc.”

“Voh toh hain,” she giggled. “Did you see that gift he bought for Krisha? Hai!” she said getting starry-eyed.

“Oi hello I didn’t do all this to hear praises of your brother. Saala bachpan se mera dushman tha voh,” he scoffed turning away.

Priyanka smiled fondly at his child-like pout. She always loved riling him especially talking about her brother’s romantic ways. “Oho ji,” she smiled hugging him from behind. “What should I do to please my dusht danav patidev?”

She walked around to face him. He had a cute frown on his face. She held him gently, cupping her face with one hand. Tiptoeing she softly kissed the tender area at the base of his neck before working her way up to his lips. She drew back and spent a moment studying his face. Ranveer gazed at her lovingly, his eyes softening with tenderness before sparking with something else. He titled her head to the side and kissed her. There was no rush it was soft and slow. She felt a smoldering heat deep within her as Ranveer’s grip tightened, crushing her body to his, gentle yet firm.

They stood embracing each other. “You made my day,” she said finally catching her breath and looking at him. “Thank you.”

“You made my life,” he replied looking deeply into her eyes while tucking a lay strand of hair behind her ear. “Thank you.”

~~~END~~~
Hello friends !! This is Nisha back with last pearl of TS.Hope you liked it.Thank you so much for your love and support.Keep Loving PriVeer !!

16 Comments
    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much Sam.,😘😘😘

  1. VHM

    awesome one Bro….can’t believe this ended….fabulous …

    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much Dii.
      Glad that you liked it.
      Thanks for your support.

  2. Aarti32

    Superb n perfect end..

    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much Aaru.
      Glad that you loved it.

  3. Nikita_jai29

    It is awesome dear

    1. Fenil

      thank you so much !!

  4. UniqueMe

    Happy seeing priveer ff, l was badly missing them. Thank you so much, this ff is really amazing and different 😍

    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much Unique ME.
      you came after a long time.
      Glad that you loved it.
      me too missing them a lot.

  5. Niyati

    It’s amazing……what can I say ….I become speechless…..come back wroth another one soon😊😊

    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much Niyu.
      Glad that you loved it.

  6. Lauren

    first of all bhai m really sry for being late to be precise much late… I read both of d pearls.. they were Fantastic n they had to be after all uhh posted dat n I really mean it… n bhai thanks for links…. love uhh Bro… n plz plz plz post next asap….

    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much Sis.
      Glad that you loved it.
      It’s last part only Di.

  7. Naina0411

    Loved it Bhaiya!
    It’s the last part right!
    It was just amazing! 😍
    PriVeer is one of my favourite couples! 😘

    1. Fenil

      Thank you so much.
      Glad that you loved it.
      Yes it was last part.

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