Daksh confession

Divya POV

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"Sweetheart, I..." before he speaks, I cut him off.

"Enough. Why are you doing this to me, Daksh? If you are just playing with me, please stop" I told him and wiped my tears.

"Please don't play with my heart. I am really very sensitive, and I can't take all this heart breaking and pain. What I feel inside, it's so bad, yet it's still so good. I don't know this feeling." I spoke my heart out.

"You are confusing me Daksh! You were treating me like I'm the most hateful person in the world before, th...en....then...suddenly you are claiming me like you care me and desire me, why?" I asked him.

He slowly walked towards me rested on his forehead on mine.

"I-I don't know, but I want you. Ever since you returned from London, I feel this attraction towards you. I want you but more than that I need you. Please don't ask me the reason, please just allow me to touch you, hug you and kiss you. I don't know what this feeling is. I only know that I feel heaven in your arms. I can't live without seeing you. I don't like a taste anything. All I want to taste is your lips. I can't catch my breath when I'm around you. I'm on fire whenever I touch you" He said his feelings.

"Is this feeling called love?" He asked me. I looked at him disbelief.

I don't know what to say.

"If it is, then yes. I am irrevocably and insanely love with you" He said looking straight into my eyes.

What??? He loves me? I looked at him with stunned expression.

"You are kidding me, right?" I asked him.

"No I'm serious. If I didn't love you, then why am I feeling like this sweetheart? If you know, please answer me?" He asked me. His eyes were still glued to mine as if they were trying to search for something in my eyes.

He can't be serious. Even though, I know the answer, I don't want to tell him. My heart was aching. I know somewhere, deep down, there was a feeling that he is the only thing I want. Why and when I got this feeling for him, I didn't even realize!

My love started to fade away for him, when I saw him on TV and magazine. He always with the famous model and new girl in his arms. I saw him kissing girls. It hurts a lot. I cried a lot for him.

'Get hold of yourself Divya', I said to myself. He is not made for you.

"What you feel for me is just your lust and attraction Daksh. I don't trust your love and your fake words." As those words left from my lips, I felt him stiffened. My heart twisted in grief seeing his pain eyes.

"I know you never trusted me. You told me these eight years ago. I know you will only leave me crying after all that I have done for you" He said and shook his head. He suddenly punched the wall harder near me. I flinched. He sauntered out of the room, banging the door behind him. I sat on the floor.

'This is what I want, then why am I crying. So what am I doing here, on the floor crying.' I asked myself. I wiped my tears and washed my face. I put on some make up and went out of the room.

Hema led to the couch, where I spent the next forty minutes being photographed from pose to pose. While taking pictures, I could feel Ankit's constant gaze on me. I want to slap the hell out of him.

"All right, I think that's enough for now." Hema told me. My photo shoot was over. I was sighing in relief. I dashed inside my changing room and changed my dress. I looked at my watch, and it was 7:00pm.

After changing my dress, I left the studio. I was walking towards the bus stop. I felt someone watching me closely. I looked around but found no one. I kept walking fast.

This weird feeling at the pit of my stomach kept on worsening as the time passed.

Suddenly, it started raining. I was a bit scared as no one was with me, to be my companion in the way of bus stop.

Finally, I reached a bus stop. There was literally no one near the bus stop and not even a single vehicle.

'God, please let the bus arrive soon' I prayed silently.

"Are you going somewhere sexy?" I heard a voice asking me. I didn't dare to turn around, instead. My whole body froze. It suddenly became hard to breath.

Oh god! I needed to get out of here. I heard his footsteps moving slightly, before I made a run. A hand covered my mouth so that I wouldn't shout. I panicked and started thrashing in the man's hold. He was too strong. I bit his hand hard enough for him to loosen his hold on my waist and mouth.

I jerked away from him and turned to see him. "Ankit" I whispered. I never thought he would be doing this.

"Yes, This is me sexy" he smirked and came closer to me.

"Stay away from m-me" I said, trying my best to be brave.

"How can I stay away from you baby when you're looking so sexy and hot in these wet clothes?" he said while brushing his hand on my arm.

"Let me go. Why are you doing this?" I asked him.

"You know sexy. I want to f**k you were so hot since that time, I saw you in that beachwear dress" he said, trying to kiss me.

"You bastard" I pushed and slapped across his face with my free hand. His eyes shot up. He looked at me in anger. He had caught my hair around his rough fist and jerked me backwards, making me lose control of my balance as I fell on the hard ground. I winced in pain. My leg is twisted, and I can't even move my leg.

"I will teach you not to disrespect me" He said dangerously. I tried to move away, but I couldn't move away because his hand was holding my ankle painfully hard as he came top of me.

"You have no idea, how much I want to rip off that f**king clothes off your body and f**K you senselessly" He said and suddenly ripped off my maroon shrugs and threw it away.

He started kissing my neck. I felt disgusting. I was hard to push him though tried my best. He held my hair on his hand, and I cried loudly due to the pain. He slapped me right across my face. I was too tired to struggle. My body was throbbing in pain, and my face was stinging. I closed my eyes while black dots started appearing on my eyes.

That's it, this is my end.

Suddenly, I feel his weight ripping away from my body. I slowly opened my eyes. My vision was blurred. I blinked my eyes twice and saw a very angry Daksh. He stood straight, eyes bulging with rage.

"How dare you TOUCH HER!" He roared punching Ankit in the face.

Drawing his arm backward, again Daksh punched him. Ankit's head flew backwards as he stumbled and fell on the ground while Daksh was kicking him on his stomach. Daksh was looking very aggressive. He kept kicking him repeatedly. Ankit's face was bleeding, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

"D-Daksh, P-Please st-stop" I am pleading him to stop, but he didn't pay any attention to my plead. He was beating the hell out of him.

I have to stop him otherwise he will kill him, but I can't even move my legs.

"Da-Daksh, I can't breath. Pl-please save me" I pretended to be breathless. Immediately his eyes met mine. They soften up.

Thank god! Finally, he listened to my words.

He quickly rushed to me, and he kneeled down beside me. His arms immediately wrapped around my body, protectively.

"You're safe sweetheart. I promise I will protect you." He whispered to me softly. His voice held so much care. There were so many emotions in his black eyes. I grabbed his shirt tightly in my fist and cried myself out. His hold on me became tighter. He let me cry. He let me be in his embrace. I felt it is meant for me.

"Take me away from here" I chocked out. I was immediately carried in bridal style by him. He walked towards his car. I nuzzled my head in his neck and hugged him tightly. He opened the car and put me gently on the seat. He sat on the driver's seat and started the car. I rested on my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes.

After 30 minutes, the car was stopped in front of a big house. Daksh was carrying me towards the elevator.

"W-Where are we n-now?" I asked him.

"You are in my home" He said and took me towards a room.

There was a king-size bed in the middle of the room. He gently put me on the bed and took the first aid box from the drawer. He applied the pain-relief cream in my ankle.

Every time I winced in pain, he cursed Ankit under his breadth. Finally, he finished applying the cream on my arms and legs. I looked down at my dirty wet and ripped dress. He also noticed my state. He went to his cupboard and took his shirt and trouser.

"Change your dress, you will feel a little comfortable" He said and handed over me the shirt. I took them and nodded. I tried to stand but couldn't. Daksh held my shoulders gently and made me stand.

"I can't leave you alone. So I am going to switch off the lights, and you can change your dress. I will stand beside you" he said.

First, I hesitated to a little but then nodded my head. He switched off the lights, and I changed my dress. After I'm done, I told him to switch on the lights. He looked at me and once again helped me to sit on the bed.

He then gave me some pills. "This will reduce your pain" He said, handing me the pills. I took the medicine and laid on the bed. He was going to leave the room when I hold his hand.

"Don't leave me Daksh. Please don't go. Don't leave me alone in this room. I'm afraid" I whimpered.

"Hey! Hey! Ssshh...I'm not going anywhere. I'm just going to sleep on the couch. You sleep here sweetheart" He said and the next thing I said was a shock to both of us.

"Lay with me" I told him.

He swallowed nervously and laid down beside me. I immediately threw my hand around his body tightly and put my head on his bare chest. He stiffened under my touch. Then he slowly put one arm around me and pulled me close to him. I closed my eyes, and Ankit's evil face flashed through my mind. I jerked up and opened my eyes. Tears were flowing from my eyes. Daksh lifted my chin.

"Shhh, don't cry sweetheart! From Now, I will never let anyone or anything hurt you. It'll be over my dead body. I promise you" he said and wiped my tears. I hugged him tightly and buried my face on his chest. Then I slowly relaxed against him and closed my eyes.

Heaven's what I feel, in his arms.

I trust him.

'I have trust in us' I thought and drifted into deep slepp.

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How is it?

Why is Divya always trapped in some or the other problem?

Is this, a co-incidence or someone is planning against her?