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"Friends? Really Sunny? Last night when you said the game and all, I was expecting something else like some fireworks or a dhamaka and you are playing on the lines of 'mujhse dosti karoge?"

Sanskaar laughed out at his best friends frustration. They couldn't meet hence they caught up on a late night call "Chill Lucky... I know what I am doing."

"What's on your mind, Sunny?"

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Swara ...

24/7, on his mind and heart.

Yes! He was very much tempted and eager to have his answers but Swara would never give them. He had his own reasons for playing friendship card. He wanted to know her, in and out. From what he gathered in the last few weeks, She won't open up easily and let him in.

But she did. Didn't she ? as the masked girl. She bared herself to him. Heart, body, and soul. It was in her eyes..and it had always been out in open even in Maheswari Inc. Her love.

Who is real? The bold crackling one, he met that night who let her guard down or his shy demure intern who has her secrets guarded. Who? And for the answers, there's only one way. He needs to crumble and break through all the walls, she built around. He undoubtedly holds certain power on her. It was for him, she walked into the party. Only for him. That's what gave him the confidence. She can't resist him.

He recalled the moment when she blurted out the secret of his coffee and Beethoven. It was no coincidence. She knew him quite well...and he doesn't other than chocolate is her favorite. Time to turn around.

He had seen and felt the vulnerable side of Swara, and she didn't have many friends, lost her parents at an early age and her current family, their mention never gave him good vibes.

Unknowingly Swara always evoked protective instincts in him. She's like this little vulnerable girl, you have a strong urge to save from this 'big bad world and keep her safe. She might not be a 'damsel in distress' but he wanted to be her knight, her hero. She already made him feel like one and he would do whatever it takes to be 'one' for a lifetime.

Today was just the start of it. She will have to give in and be his at the end, for he was already hers.

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Swara tossed and turned on the bed trying to catch some sleep. She sulked at her failed attempts. One kiss ..or a peck was all it took and she's going crazy. She had no clue how long she stood frozen after the kiss...and by the time she had her senses back, he was nowhere in sight.

How could he just kiss her and walk away? It no way gave her vibe of friends not when he whispered those words on her lips...It was almost a kiss and a new start? What does he mean?

Ragini looked absolutely thrilled at the new development of this 'franaadship' and had no clue of kiss part which she deliberately skipped. She can totally imagine the ruckus Ragini would have created. Well! She can deal this by herself. She will make it clear to him tomorrow

But the real issue at the moment was her lack of sleep. She couldn't get rid of his thoughts then and now it just worsened.

Aakhir ye Chahta kya hain?

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Sanskaar smiled looking at the mask., "Socho socho aur Swara, while I will have my share of sweet dreams. "He held up the mask to his view. "You have given me so many sleepless nights... ab tumhari baari.Be prepared my brown eyed girl. You are going to have a tough time getting rid of my thoughts. I will rule your heart and mind 24/7 and it's a promise of Sanskaar Maheswari.

And he is known to keep them up quite well.

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Next morning Swara walked into office absolutely determined. Even if he turns in late, she will wait and put across her point. Little movement and sound of tapping fingers from inside cabin caught her attention. Was he already in? Swara checked her watch ... quite early unlike the other day. Great! To be on the safer side she peeked in first, then out, to check if any of the employees within sight of the eye were in and sighed in relief when she found none. Rosy was not in too. Meaning, ample time to sort the issue out.

Swara braced herself. Common Swara! You can do it. She knocked on the door and stepped in at his voice. His back turned to her, she could see he was busy typing out something.

"Mr. Maheswari .. I ..." she started off and the rest tossed out as he turned to face her. Holy hell! What did he do today? This was the first time she had seen him in a waistcoat. A navy blue one hugging his perfect frame over a white shirt clearly outlining contours of his well-toned arms and a sexy watch sliding over the wrist. Did she need to see more? The fangirl in Swara took over

Oh yes! Can you just do a ramp walk for me, please? I think I would be dead if I get a full view.

*Breath Swara Breath... Please don't faint*

What had he done with his hair, not styled to perfection but he chose to let it breathe. Swara suddenly had the urge to run her fingers over his slightly ruffled hair and she exactly knew how they would feel... Sleek, soft ... and...

Wait!

Was he plotting against her last night He looks all prepped to kill her. Who said you need guns and bombs? Sexy men like him should be banned or they should come with a warning label. Gravely injurious to your heart. No, No don't smile .. please, not that side curve smile. * I am already dead*

"I will take it as a compliment..." His voice broke Swara's trance.

"Wha..what?" Swara blinked trying to get back from being dead.

Sanskaar smiled. "Your unblinking stare. Miss Bose. Either I must be a ghost which I am obviously not or I must be looking so hot and handsome that you can't take your eyes off me from past 20 minutes. I prefer the second one. Thank you."

Could she deny? Ok now stop gazing at him and come to a safe topic. Swara cleared her throat

" I have something to say."

Sanskaar pointed at the chair before him and Swara took the offer immediately at least her wobbly legs would get steady. Then he was waiting for her to speak.

"Last night .. I don't think you should have, I mean it shouldn't have happened." Swara took a breath of relief. Yes! She did it.

"Which part are we talking about?". His next question had her in loops.

Before she could answer, "Wait let me take a guess," Sanskaar rose from the chair giving her full view. Swara held back her gasp. So he wore this slim fit navy trousers, going perfectly with his waistcoat and a belt holding it in place.

Sanskaar smiled smugly. Well, he had desired effect on her. Mission accomplished. Her flushing cheeks already gave her away like those lovely looks, then averting her eyes, then again peeking at him. Ah! He loved this little game of 'hide and seek.'

"You can't hide from me when I am seeking you, My Swara." he thought. But now back to business.

"Are we talking about the confession part? " He took slow measured steps running his fingers over the glossy smooth surface of the desk, his eyes fixed on Swara. Only if he could brush her tinted cheeks shaded in red. Swara nodded no.

"Hmm...Apology part?" He stood before her. Swara didn't dare to look at him and nodded no. The vibes he gave screamed intimacy and Swara stirred restlessly in her seat sitting up straighter.

"Oh, I get it. The friendship part?" He casually settled at the edge of the desk, his leg brushing her accidentally. And the effect was electric. Her eyes shot up and clashed with his, staring straight into her. She felt as if he was reading all her secrets. Why didn't she put specs on?

Swara nodded no, turning her eyes away.

"Oh! Did I miss any part?" Sanskaar hid back his smile very well knowing which part are they talking about but wouldn't it be fun to spill beans from her, tease her for a while.

"The .. k kk.." Swara mumbled through and found her words "The kiss part," and she felt relieved. Finally, she could blurt it out.

" I assume, You didn't like it?" he raised his eyebrows.

No, I liked it, in fact very much that I couldn't stop thinking about it, couldn't get a wink at night and I am not sure If I can bear any more such shocks," Swara muttered under breath. What would she say?

"That's not very encouraging feedback, Swara. "He sighed sadly, "But still, I am glad you decided to walk up and let me know. I will not do anything you might not like ..or force you to keep something, you don't want to... so .."He paused.

Wow! So easy. It all sorted and you have been taking so much tension for this? Swara smiled in relief but it was only till until he said next words

"Give it back."

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What! Swara blinked her eyes trying to figure out his words.

Damn!this girl can send him to hell with a blink of an eye. The feats she does with her eyes, she doesn't have a clue how badly they turned him on. He had fallen for them first...her big, bright beautiful, brown eyes and he was glad she ditched specs.

And in a dire need to get a close look, he bent down a little, their faces mere inches apart. Swara's breath hitched to a heartbeat, his was all but seized as he gazed into those gorgeous browns. Swara didn't dare to blink for fear of missing a beat and breath. She was a happy prisoner in those deep blacks of his eyes...and she could be for an eternity.

His breath fanned over hers hot, as his cologne surrounding her sensually, fresh and spicy. As she breathed him in, her lips parted slightly with a gasp and his heartbeat kicked in wildly, his gaze helplessly dropping to those luscious pink petals. One inch closer...they would be melting under his as her.

Putting in his every ounce of willpower, Sanskaar pulled back before he would end up claiming them, but he's far from over.

He quickly drew in a breath gathering his senses back together " You heard me right! Either you give it back to me or if you don't then I would take it as your admission that you liked my kiss and you would like to keep it. I leave the choice to you... Swara." He was glad he could pick up his playful mood back. This seemed much safer than a heated one. He grinned looking at her. She looked like a little deer caught in headlights.

Well, that's what happens when you walk into den willingly, set fire and leave. The lion will have its due.

Swara quickly did mental calculations. No way she's gonna kiss him back. That would be totally out of mind in this state. Admit? That looked safe. Done and dusted. Swara cleared her throat.

"I liked it.." She said with absolute surety. That's the truth .. what's qualm in admitting? she loved it to be frank.

His grin widened. You didn't think that's gonna be so easy.

"Great! So since you liked it, I was just thinking we would make it twice ... nah thrice a day. A morning one, then noon and of course a good night kiss. What say?" He asked his eyes full of mischief.

Swara had her jaw literally dropped. 3 kisses a day meaning, series of heart attacks.No doubt he was planning against her last night. To kill her, to have his revenge God knows for what? He didn't even know she's his masked girl.

And how funny it would sound 'Death by kisses.' Swara Bose found dead as she couldn't take kisses of her hotshot boss.

No! She can't afford the risk. Ok! Fine. If one kiss solves this out, Let's go for it. Anyway, she always wanted to kiss him on the cheek. Her wish list.

She looked at up at him. Sanskaar quickly hid his smiles and switched to a formal mode.

" I .. I will give it back," Swara mumbled.

Yes! He's gonna get kissed. Sanskaar had his heart dancing with glee.

" I am waiting, "He said spreading his arms.

As she looked at him ..her eyes sparkled. Against glass backdrop with greenery and colors popping out in the garden...he looked like 'her own Shahrukh' with his signature style.

Swara suddenly missed frosted mountains and colorful scenarios and swiss alps...It looked like a dream straight out of her scrapbook. How many times she played this moment and imagined Sanskaar to be her own raj ..with DDLJ tune playing in the background and she is his Simran. A stupid lovely dream she held close to her heart.

Swara felt overwhelmed and moved in a state of trance and wrapped her hands around him...so tight, Sanskaar lost his breath for a minute.

He expected her to walk-in, give him a quick kiss and run away in her usual style, but this...the last time they hugged was after that breathtaking kiss when she held on to him like he was her life... and now. Was this the moment he had been waiting for ..to hold her back like this?

Sanskaar slowly raised his hands and squeezed her in. Swara didn't mind. This was her happy safe and sweet space. She felt home. She burrowed her face into his neck ...soaking in the warmth of his hands. Sanskaar felt emotions sweeping over him. This felt so precious, so poignant ..this little moment and 'her.'He couldn't help but brush his lips lightly over her hair and felt her snuggle more. And everything else froze for the next few minutes as they stood in each other's embrace.

It was only till Sanskaar eyes fell on the wall clock, he knew the moment has to end. People might be walking in, he didn't want them to be caught. Swara would be kept safe from any scandals.

Swara...

His voice jolted her trance. She found herself in his arms and quickly stepped back with an awkward glance. Sanskaar felt empty and the fear sprung up like that night like she would go missing. On an impulse, He grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. Her startled eyes met him and they widened as he held her hand and wrapped it gently around his neck. Swara stood speechless.

"This is much better," He said in a low voice. "As much as I love your hug... I think we should get to another part, Swara. I don't want to miss that out." He murmured softly, his fingers brushing the loose tendril of her hair in a loving intimate gesture. Swara closed her eyes with a sigh at the touch of his fingers over her cheek.

"I can't wait anymore, He whispered into her ear softly.

Swara nodded leaned forward and brushed her lips on his cheek and pulled back. Sanskaar had a look of disapproval.

"Now that's not a kiss, He complained, "aise kiss Kiya hain maine tumhe? Ache se karo na and I want it exactly on the same spot as I did. If not I might have to recreate last night " He added with a teasing smile. From then he took Swara on a ride, with his never-ending complaints.

Little right ..no little left.Thoda upar ..nahi neeche, kiss me hard, and the list went on till Swara figured out his ploy. But Sanskaar never wanted it to end. The movement of her lips over his clean shaved cheek gliding as smooth as silk trying to figure out the sweet spot ...Why am I not dead already in this bliss, He wondered and when she did, kissing him at the corner of lips, it almost undid him.

"Dead and straight to heaven*.Thankfully she stepped back giving him a chance to recover.

"That was cheating," she cried in protest.

"Too late to figure out " He grinned and could see, she was angry. How lovely! Isko gussa bhi aata hain.Sanskaar mused.

Swara stomped her feet and walked off like a sulky brooding kid muttering curses under breath. He tricked her and she had fallen nicely into the trap. .Liar, Swara burned at his cheating and unable to hold back, she turned right at the door

"Liar, Liar ..your pants on fire, "she shouted and stormed off.

Sanskaar stood silent for a minute and broke into fits of laughter. Did she just say? God! What would he do with his child-woman? Such a kiddo. She needs a lot of pampering and he has a humungous task of pacifying her.

What a start of a day with a lovely dose of drugging kisses, "Well, I am already on fire you set me on." Sanskaar smiled his eyes fixed on a still brooding Swara with a lovely pout.

So his life as a boyfriend starts, keeping up with his lady's tantrums and demands. And he's gonna love every bit of it.

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