Nandini was startle as her eyes became wet seeing him again going away from her. No… she will not let this happen, already he was not believing her love for him .She knew, it’s all her fault, she doesn't know how to make him believe that and her thoughts process come to halt seeing him trying to stand from the bed in his drunken state. Maan..she at once forgetting her condition get up and hug him tightly from his back halting him thereby. He groan in his untamed desires as her hard nipples poked on his back.She hug him with all her might and her tears fall down freely wetting his shirt. He became alert feeling it and turns around cupping her face, he wiped it hurriedly.  “Don't cry ..you don't cry jaan..” He moans last words like a child in the effect of his alcohol. She cried more hearing his voice and concern and nodded in no that she could not stop. Her emotions get better on her, today she wanted to cry

Maan. .please..he heard her pleading turning to face her he saw her pleading face which he didn't liked at all and at instant he was inside the bathtub unwrapping himself he join her inside.Nandini hugs him instantly feeling peace there in his arms while he wraps her back in his arms. Both of them closed their eyes enjoying the moment of closeness. He take a soap and started to rub on her body , Nandini moan in pleasure feeling his big palms rubbing on her each body parts with a foam of soap. He rubs the soap ever so softly on her delicate body giving her Goosebumps that she melted in his arms. He washed her rubbing her each part with so much concern that he may hurt her again, seeing her fill with all bruises he felt  furious on own self for giving his Jaan this pain. Nandini moans in his arms feeling his hands roaming everywhere on her body. Soon she drifted into sleep because of tiredness and effect of his passionat

Her hands roam all over his bare back feeling him while he groans in pleasure loving her touch.  She looks at him and smiles..slowly she opens his shirt button...Maan holds her hands and brings her down..he kisses her neck..while his hand slowly tickles her...he loved hearing her laugh and smile...he moves down toward her stomach..kissing it...he looks at Nandini..and smiles..Nandini was happy to see him calm..she wished that he would always be like this..but she knew that it won't be possible...His hand slowly brings his arm up her arm without removing any of the eye contacts...he rests his on top of her sari pin...Nandini holds his hand and opens the sari pallu by herself...and removes the pallu...Maan bends down and kisses her neck again...while his hands rests on top of her curves..she gasps when she felt his putting pressure on them...he starts kissing her aggressively...Nandini just lets him do whatever he wants.She opens

                                                I LOVE YOU ONLY Nandini was lost in him when all of a sudden she heard his painful whisper. Her heart twitches in pain, hearing that childishness in his voice. She cupped his face lovingly with her eyes shining in love for him, just once if he could see it. Words refused to come out of her mouth, she felt chock with emotions, and how was she to make him believe?  Nandini just nodded silently in negative that she is not going to leave him. Never ever, how could she? When, he is her life, her breath. She cannot able to live without him.He sighs in a relief finding that long forgotten peace as he rested his forehead on hers. Both were lost in a moment when suddenly he asked again reminding of it.“Divorce papers? What you

Maan, his blood was boiling to bear him for too long. He looked at Nandini to watch her going through inner turmoil hearing him repeatedly. She was sad for being a reason for his pain. What was fault of his to love her when she thought her friendship to be love that time and he suffered so much because of her. However she reasoned she cannot able to hate or blame Maan for all this, for what he had done in past. She is irresistibly in love with him now that can’t think anything apart from him, can’t even blame him, maybe that is called love. Maybe why Maan behaved the way in the beginning. She snake her hands on his nape pulling him closer she graze her soft cheeks on his stubble cheek.  Jaan.. He groan in passion holding her tightly from her delicate waist, her jasmine fragrance mingle in his senses ,he sniff ti feeling solace having her this close to his heart. “haa .. jaanaa..” she responded  to him taking his face i