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Tamanna touched his lips and looked at his face with troublesome eyes.

And started saying," I am sorry, I don't know you would be in so much pain. I will never do this again.

she went her eyes down and nervously grabbed his hand.

On seeing her face. Aakash laughed and laughed. He put his hands on her shoulder and looked at her intently and said," Oh Tamanna,O! Tamanna, my life, you are so innocent.

you do not know what problem I have but you cannot do anything by only wishing. You are very young. Grow up a little bit early then maybe you can understand my problem and can help me to overcome it".

Tamanna has not understood the meaning of his words. But seeing Aakash laughing like this she forgot all her shame and guilt.

She just started looking at his face. His laughter felt like as if " thousands of flowers are blooming under the first day of the morning sun or thousands of the Diya** are lightened together in the temple".

He handled himself with great difficulty. He became uncontrollable again upon seeing her again on his side.

It was 4 a.m. in the morning. Some cars were now going on the road. He looked at her and grabbed her hand. He took her close to the car door and kissed her hardly and passionately.

Tamanna was also trying her best to support him. When they feel difficulty in breathing. When they released each other's lips, both of them had become breathless.

Tamanna started breathing rapidly. She placed her head on his chest and rested for a while. Aakash said,``Now be a good girl and sit in the car till then I will go to see the guard". he made her sit in the car. after sitting her on the passenger seat. He closed the door and took a deep breath.

He murmured," what you are done to me". saying this he looked at his pants. He stopped there until calm down.

He was standing there with his hand on the bonnet of the car. He was standing there like a fearless emperor,very outstanding,handsome. His hairs were waving on his forehead. Hi wide chest,his broad shoulder, his long and strong legs.

of course he can be so brilliant and outstanding because he is Aakash Mittal.

If she knew before.who he is? she might not even dare to look at him.

His bold personality and his royal style are all breathtaking.

But now he is all her's and always be her's. all this she was thinking.

Aakash asked the guard to open the gate of the colony. He came back and took her along with him.

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DIYA**

A diya, is an oil lamp usually made from clay, with a cotton wick dipped in ghee or vegetable oils. Diyas are native to the Indian subcontinent often used in Hindu, Sikh, Jain and Zoroastrian religious festivals such as Diwali or the Kushti ceremony.