Chapter 5

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Pankhuri chuckled mischievously, her eyes twinkling as she said, “Hasi toh aayegi na, bandar jo baitha hai samne.”

Ayaan raised an eyebrow, pretending to be offended. “Bandar? Main? Acha, meri choti chuhiya, tum toh bohot bolne lagi ho.” His teasing tone made her narrow her eyes at him, but before she could respond, he leaned in closer, his voice turning soft and deliberate.

“Aye, bijli ke lambe khambe, mujhe chuhiya kaise bola? Ek aur baar bola toh…” His words lingered, leaving her heart fluttering.

She immediately pointed her finger at him, a mock warning in her eyes, but Ayaan was quicker. He grabbed her hand, pulling her closer, his voice now a deep murmur. “Kya karogi, hmm?”Ayaan leaned in closer, his breath warm against Pankhuri’s ear, his voice dropping to a deep, teasing murmur. "Bas... kiss mat karna. Public place hai na," he whispered, his words laced with a hint of mischief. "And you know, I’m a shy, introverted guy."

Pankhuri tilted her head slightly, her lips curving into a sly smirk as she whispered back, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Oho, kiss? And with you? Never. Tumhari kismat itni achhi ho hi nahi sakti."

Ayaan’s eyes darkened with a mix of playful intensity and something deeper. His smirk turned wicked as he leaned even closer, his voice now a low, provocative murmur. "Pehle toh hua karti thi na?"Just as the air between them thickened with unspoken emotions, the chaiwala’s cheerful call broke the moment like a sudden gust of wind.

“Arre yaar,” Pankhuri huffed dramatically, leaning back with a small smirk playing on her lips. “This man was already giving me a headache, and now this interruption! But thank God the chai is here.”

Ayaan straightened, his teasing demeanor unshaken. His lips curled into a sly grin as he watched her divert her attention to the chaiwala. “Headache, huh? Funny, I thought I was your cure,” he murmured softly, just loud enough for her to hear.

Pankhuri shot him a glance, her eyes narrowing playfully. “Cure? More like the reason I’ll need two cups of chai to survive this conversation.”

Despite her words, there was a warmth in her voice.As the train suddenly picked up speed, Pankhuri lost her balance, a soft gasp escaping her lips as she stumbled forward. Before she could steady herself, she found herself falling straight into Ayaan's arms.Caught in the magnetic pull of his gaze, Pankhuri's heart raced, her cheeks flushed as his words lingered in the charged air. "Tum chaho to aise hi reh sakti ho. I won’t mind, jaan," he had said, his smirk dripping with dark charm.

For a moment, her breath hitched, her mind clouded by the intensity of his eyes, the closeness of his presence. But just as quickly, she blinked, breaking free from the spell. Gathering herself, she pushed away gently, her pulse still hammering in her chest.

Straightening, she tried to mask her flustered state with a quick retort, her voice laced with faux annoyance. “Dream on, Ayaan. Tumhari ye wish kabhi puri nahi hogi.”

Ayaan chuckled low, his gaze never leaving her, the smirk on his lips deepening. "Jitni baar tum door jaogi, utni baar kismat tumhe mere paas le aayegi," he said softly, his words dripping with a quiet confidence that sent a shiver down her spine.

Even as she turned away, her mind was a whirlwind, unable to shake the memory of his voice. The train fell into complete darkness, the flickering lights casting brief, fleeting shadow over their face Ayaan closed the distance between them with a single step. His hands gripping her waist pulling her, his lips captured hers before she could even think and it was not a kiss of softness, but of hunger. It was raw desparate and consuming. She gasped as he deepened the kiss, his fingers brushing her neck and kissing the collerbone. "You think it's over, jaan?
You think you can push me away and walk out of this? You can't." She breathed " No, Ayaan this isn't what I wanted " He smirkef a dangerous glint in his eyes, lifted her chin and said " jaan you don't get to decide what you want anymore. You belong to me . You think you can ignore this?  ignore me?
You've been fighting this for too long baby girl , but the truth is , you have always known this is just the beginning ." Before she could respond he captured her lips again, this time slower more deliberate ,his kiss was a claim, his hands threading into her hair, pulling her closer . "You can try to push me away, but you'll never win because deep down you know you are mine and kissed her again . She parted her lips to speak, he pressed a finger to them . "Shhh not a single word samjhi"

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