Divya confession

Divya POV

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I opened my eyes slowly and was greeted with Daksh's handsome sleeping face. I groaned softly as I felt an immense pain in my leg. Yesterday's events invaded my mind.

Ankit trying to rape me. I cringed at the thought of him. If Daksh didn't arrive, I would have definitely died. I sighed out in relief. I snuggled closer to him. His arm encircled around my waist, and I felt protective.

I smiled and saw his face. He had strong arched brows and eyelashes so thick. He had distinct cheekbones and an angular jaw. His fair skin made him look devilishly handsome. He had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks. His dark eyes that make me weak in the knees. His body was warm and toned as he hugged me, comforting to the touch. Being this handsome is definitely a crime, illegal!

All of a sudden, his alarm clock started ringing. I immediately shut my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I heard his groaning as he turned off the alarm.

Then I felt his breath against my neck. I felt his hand caressing my cheeks, easing my pain out. I can't control my overwhelming emotions. I opened my eyes and saw his face right in front of mine. He looked at me with some unreadable emotions flickering in his eyes. He drew closer and bent down his face over my lips. I looked into his eyes, those black eyes which make me feel ecstasy.

I'm in love with those black eyes.

Suddenly, his eyes turned serious. He moved away hurriedly. He stood up from the bed and went to the washroom, completely disappearing from my sight. I sighed sadly and stared at the ceiling.

I know he is angry with me. Yesterday I told him that I didn't trust him. I thought of it with a sad face.

But now, I trust him more than anything else in this world. I know I messed up big time. Saying sorry is not enough. I have to make things right.

He came out of the bathroom with a white towel wrapped around his waist. His hair wet from taking a shower. The water droplets falling from his hair, making its way down at his chest. His muscles, his abs, his V line, everything so perfect. And then that towel, it hung so low on his waist. I gulped audibly.

My face warmed from the blush that crept into my cheeks. Suddenly, his eyes caught mine. I immediately averted my eyes. I looked at my hand and playing with the duvet.

After few minutes, I looked at him. He was already dressed for work. There is an ocean of silence between us. His silence is killing me. He's no longer my playful Daksh. His silent treatment makes me want to cry. I want to break the intense silence between us.

"Good morning" I greeted him softly.

He looked at me and let out a breath, audibly, "Hmm, morning." He said. It sounds like he wasn't really interested in greeting me.

I don't want him to be suffering in my presence. It's better if I leave him alone. I think he will be far better off without me. I sighed sadly, and I got up from the bed. I stood on my feet on the ground and winced in pain.

"Thanks for everything. I'm leaving " I said waking away from the bed. I was about to open the door knob to go out, but a hand stopped me from doing so.

"Where do you think you are going?" He asked me, and his voice laced with anger.

"I ...I was going to my ho...home" I replied to him trying my best to sound normal. His grip tightened as he pulled me towards him. His eyes staring at me furiously.

"You need to take a rest, and I know your Dad went for a business meeting. So, just stay here" He said calmly.

"No, It's okay. I don't want to bother you" As soon as I told him, his gaze was fierce on mine.

Suddenly, I was lifted up from the ground and was softly placed on his bed.

"Just shut up and take a rest, otherwise I will tell your Dad what happened to you last night" He threatened me.

"No! Please don't tell Dad. He will get worried" I told him.

"Good! Then obey my words" He said sternly.

"But the office?" I asked him.

"Are you serious? How can you give a photo shoot with that swollen face of yours?" He asked me with disbelief. I looked down at my hand.

Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door. "Come in" Daksh said as an old lady entered inside the room with a breakfast tray.

"Geetha Aunty, leave it here. I'm going to the office, so please take care of her" He said pointing at me. Aunty nodded her head and went away, closing the door behind her.

He opened his wardrobe and took out a white coloured parcel. He placed it on my hand. I looked at him confusingly. I opened the parcel and saw a beautiful red knee-length dress.

"I brought this dress for my sister Ana, but you can wear this" He said, and I nodded my head.

"First go and fresh up. You need to eat something. I have an important meeting with a foreign client. I'll catch up later. Take care" He said and walked out of the room. I sighed.

He is definitely bipolar!

I went to the washroom. I did my job and took a warm shower. Then I wore the red dress he gave me. It perfectly fit my body. I hurriedly started to dig in the delicious food cause I was starving. After finishing my breakfast, I took the painkiller tablets.

After few minutes, my eyes grew heavy. I rested on my head on the pillow as deep sleep engulfed me.

After 4 hours _____________

I opened my eyes slowly and looked at the clock. It's 1 pm.

Oh God! I I slept for four hours!

I immediately got up from the bed and went to washroom to be fresh up. Then I went downstairs to see Geetha Aunty working in the kitchen, preparing lunch. When aunty saw me, she smiled at me lovingly.

"Are you alright beta? Do you want anything?" She asked me worriedly.

"I'm fine Aunty, don't worry" I said and smiled.

We talked about some random things. I have learnt that Geetha aunty's husband died at a very young age. She has no child. Then Pari maa (Dharani) helped her, and she is appointed as Daksh's take carer. She usually comes here in the morning at 7am for work and leaves in the afternoon at 3 pm.

Aunt served me the lunch. It was very delicious. After I ate my lunch, I went to his bedroom and laid down on bed. I was staring at the ceiling while thinking about him.

It's really crazy that I can't stop thinking about him. I don't like his cold shoulder act towards me, that has cut me deeply. It's killing my soul. I sighed sadly and turned my head to the left side. I saw his photo frame. I picked up the frame in my hand and caressed his photo.

"Daksh, I want the old times back. I want that those times with you where we used to be happy. I wanted trust to build up between us. I miss you so much Daksh" I sobbed silently.

Suddenly, I felt something under a Daksh photo frame. I pulled his photo from the frame, and my eyes widened as I saw my photo hidden behind his photo.

Oh my god! I was stunned to see my photo. I am unable to speak anything. I just stared at my 16-year-old teenager photo in his frame.

“Does he really love me?" I asked myself.

"Yes idiot, he really loves you. Otherwise, why will he have your photo behind his photo frame?" my brain mocked me.

Oh god! He loves me! He really loves me! My Daksh loves me!

YES! YES, YIPPIE!!!

I am so happy. I stood up from bed and jumped without thinking about pain in my leg. I couldn't control my happiness. My ankle pain shot up, and I winced, sitting on the bed. I slowly put the frame on the table.

My eyes looked further. Seeing a small box on a shelf, I immediately pulled it out. I opened the small box. Inside the box, there was a friendship bracelet, my every year's birthday wishes greeting card, my favorite pink hair clip and my anklet missing pearls. Finally, there was a two ring inside. I saw the ring keenly. It was printed Daksh-Divya. I closed the box and put it aside.

Oh god! Daksh Divya.

He never told me before that he loved me. I know that he won't intentionally hurt me. He never takes me for granted.

Now I trust him. He really, truly loves me. I want him and only him. I wanted to feel his touch. My body always craves for those sensations. I wanted to tell him every single thing. I always want to be in those arms. I feel safe in his strong arms. I was getting attracted to him ever since I was returned from London.

He was feeling the same what I have been feeling for him. We both love each other. Well, yesterday, he confessed his love for me. But I told him "I don't trust him."

I thought he had revenge motives for telling that he loves me. But he truly meant it. I was so stupid to think that he's confessing because he wants revenge. He loves me, and I love him too.

I've been holding in these feelings for a long time. Now, it's my turn to tell him, how much I love him. Happy tears were flowing down my cheeks.

I snapped out of my thoughts as soon as I heard the bedroom door opening. I turned and saw Daksh standing there with his laptop. He looked at my teary face, and his eyes turned into worried.

I immediately ran to him and encircled my arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. I rested on my head on his chest and cried loudly.

"Hey sweetheart, what happened to you? Why are you crying? Please tell me. You are really scaring the hell out of me" He said hugged me tightly.

"I'm so—sorry Daksh, please forgive me" I replied to him in between my sobs.

"Sorry for what baby?" He asked me softly.

"I'm sorry for not trusting and believing in you. I'm regretful for always hurting your feelings. I'm sorry for not appreciating all those things you've done" I sobbed. He placed his finger under my chin and lifted my eyes to meet his black eyes.

"I love you. I love you so much Daksh" There I told him. My voice was breathless and full of fear.

“I’ll love you forever.” Tears flowing down my eyes.

He had a stunned expression on his face. He roared with laughter at what must have been the utterly astonished expression on my face. Leaning over, he looked for me.

"I don't trust your love and your fake words" He repeated my yesterday words. I shut my eyes and felt immense pain in my heart. I broke down and cried.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked straight into his eyes.

"I know Daksh. I know that I messed up everything. I want to make it up to you. Please tell me what I can do to get your love back. I miss you so much, it hurts me right here. It feels like someone is squeezing my heart with the strength of the entire goddamn world. I will do everything you want me to do." I sobbed and fell down on my knees in front him. I cried badly. He too got down on his knees. He put both arms around my waist and hugged me softly.

"Shhh, don't cry doll. Please stop crying. I can't see tears in your eyes" He said brushing his fingers in my hair, soothing me.

"Please don't hate me Daksh. I really love you so much" I told him in between my sobs. He cupped my face in his hands, made me meet his gaze.

"I don't hate you, Sweetheart, listen to me carefully. My love for you is like a mirror; You can break it into a million pieces but when you look at it closely, you're still in it" He said sincerely. My heart swelled in happiness.

"I love you Divya Mathur. I love you so much. Don't think my love for you is just a lust. Because lust is temporary but love is permanent and the most important thing of all. I hope you understand now" He told while wiping my tears.

"You know doll, there is not even a single day when I don't think about you, and I don't miss you. I just want to go back in time and cherish all those happy days we spent together. Are you ready to love me? Will you love me forever?" He asked, looking at me with hopeful eyes.

"You know I'm ever ready to love you forever" I told him sincerely. He smiled.

He cupped my face gently in his hands, holding it in place. My breath hitched in my lungs as, he leaned in and whispered "You stole my heart when you were just 7 years old. We celebrated your birthday. I saw you on your birthday, that night you were wearing a Barbie doll pink dress and pigtails. That night I realized I had a crush on that cute little seven-year-old girl" He confessed sincerely. His eyes were locked with mine. The glow of his eyes, the depth of his gaze spoke his love for me.

I don't know what got over me. I captured his lips with mine. It was gentle. It was sweet. He pressed his tongue to the seam of my lips and at my grant of access, I opened my mouth. His hungry tongue started exploring my mouth. It felt so good. His hands were wrapped around my waist and mine locked around his neck pulling him more towards me. Suddenly, we fell on the floor. We broke apart for air as he rested on his forehead against mine. We gathered some oxygen as we were breathing heavily. I blushed madly. Seeing my blushing face, he smirked at me. I closed my eyes tightly hugged him, sinking into his hold. He laughed out loud.

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Precap - I'm sorry, doll. 7 years ago, I misbehaved with you, please forgive me! I know I was also roughly misbehaved with you. My mind wasn't working properly. I was hurting your feelings, please forgive me! If there's anyway I can make it up to you please tell me. I will do anything just to go back and take back what I said and did" Daksh continually apologised.

How is it?

Finally, they confessed to each other.

What will happen next?

Any guess?