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IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 32
A few days zipped by in a whirlwind of activity. Both Arun and Swati threw themselves into their work, a silent tension simmering beneath the surface. Stolen glances became a secret game they both played, a delicious dance of unspoken attraction.The late-night office silence was shattered by a sudden burst of noise. Kavya and Deepali, Swati's coworkers, erupted through the doorway, a chorus of "Happy Birthday!" echoing through the room. Swati, startled awake from a light doze, blinked blearily at the sight of a cake and a gaggle of her colleagues. A tired smile tugged at her lips as she acknowledged their well wishes.Arun watched the scene unfold from his desk, a pang of guilt twisting in his gut. He'd completely forgotten about her birthday. He'd been so caught up in his own whirlwind of emotions, in the unspoken connection that crackled between them, that he'd let this important detail slip through the cracks.Swati blew out the candle on the cake, the flickering flame illuminatin
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 33
A few days zipped by in a whirlwind of activity. Both Arun and Swati threw themselves into their work, a silent tension simmering beneath the surface. Stolen glances became a secret game they both played, a delicious dance of unspoken attraction.The late-night office silence was shattered by a sudden burst of noise. Kavya and Deepali, Swati's coworkers, erupted through the doorway, a chorus of "Happy Birthday!" echoing through the room. Swati, startled awake from a light doze, blinked blearily at the sight of a cake and a gaggle of her colleagues. A tired smile tugged at her lips as she acknowledged their well wishes.Arun watched the scene unfold from his desk, a pang of guilt twisting in his gut. He'd completely forgotten about her birthday. He'd been so caught up in his own whirlwind of emotions, in the unspoken connection that crackled between them, that he'd let this important detail slip through the cracks.Swati blew out the candle on the cake, the flickering flame illuminatin
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 34
The elevator doors sighed open, revealing a vision in red. Swati stood frozen near her desk, their eyes locking in a silent conversation. Arun's carefully planned opening line died in his throat. He swallowed hard, his gaze sweeping over her in a way he knew was blatant, but completely irresistible.Swati, under his scrutiny, transformed into a living blush. A fiery warmth bloomed across her cheeks, mirroring the heat that flared within him. He felt a pang of something akin to annoyance - annoyance at her for affecting him so profoundly, for turning his carefully guarded emotions into a tangled mess."Sruthi, get me..." he began, his voice rougher than he intended. But the words never materialized. The sight of her flustered state, so utterly captivating, stole his focus entirely.Before he could stammer out another syllable, Swati blurted, "I will get your coffee, Sir!" and practically bolted towards the elevator, her haste both endearing and comical.A soft chuckle escaped Arun's li
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 35
Swati watched in horror as the woman, Sheetal, invaded Arun's personal space. Disgust churned in her stomach as she witnessed Sheetal's blatant possessiveness, the way her touch lingered on Arun's chest and cheek. A primal pang of jealousy, sharp and unexpected, ripped through her. She knew she had no right to feel this way, and yet, the feeling was undeniable.Swati forced herself to take action. With trembling legs, she approached them, her voice barely a whisper as she tried to interject. But before she could even speak, Arun's reaction was swift and brutal. He shoved Sheetal's hands away with a force that spoke volumes about his anger.Swati's heart lurched. Relief warred with a fresh wave of fear. Arun's anger was a storm cloud, his face a mask of fury. He locked eyes with Swati, his jaw clenched tight. For a horrifying moment, she thought she saw a flicker of accusation in his gaze, a silent question that sent a shiver down her spine."How dare you..." he growled, his
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 36
Today was supposed to be a dream. Her birthday, the crimson sari that mirrored the heat blossoming in my chest... God, if only she knew the wildfire she ignited with every glance, every subtle curve accentuated by the silk. She'd burrowed deep into my heart, a sweet trespasser leaving me a tangled mess of desire and self-control.Having her so close, yet completely out of reach, was pure torture. The way a blush crept up her neck under my gaze was a mirror to the inferno raging within me. I knew my stare was a double-edged sword, affecting her as much as it did me. But rushing things... that could scare her away. I craved the slow burn, the chance to savor every stolen smile, every shy exchange. So I devoured her beauty from afar, a parched man yearning for a single drop of rain.Then Sheetal barged in, shattering the fragile paradise I'd built. That woman... countless warnings had fallen on deaf ears. Yet, here she was, parading her unwelcome advances with shameless abandon. It was i
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 37
They shared a unique understanding, Arun and Anand. Unlike Karan, who was a whirlwind of laughter and carefree spirit, these two communicated in a language of unspoken words. Anand sighed, his gaze flickering to Arun who stood brooding by the window. He knew exactly what turmoil his brother was battling right now. Arun stared out at the cityscape, a million thoughts swirling in his head. Shame, regret, and a gnawing fear of losing Sruthi all competed for dominance. Anand pulled out his phone and dialed Kavya's number. "What? She's not there?" he asked, his voice rising slightly. Arun's head snapped sideways, a flicker of hope battling the despair in his eyes. "Oh, she's at the temple... good," Anand continued, lowering his voice. "Alright, Kavya, you and Deepali head over soon. You guys sure? Positive you two can handle it? Okay, fine. Just let me know how she's doing... alright, bye." He ended the call and met Arun's gaze, a silent understanding passing between them. Arun knew. He
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 38
"Okay, enough with this," Swathi declared, her voice firm. Playtime was over. "Tell me the rest."Deepali nudged Kavya, a silent signal to take over the explanation. Deepali, sensing the shift in mood, launched into the full story. "From the moment Sheetal set eyes on Arun bhai," she began, "she's been head over heels for him. But let me tell you, the feeling isn't mutual." A giggle escaped her lips. "We never really warmed up to her either. But here's the thing, Mishra Uncle is a good man. He wouldn't dream of forcing Arun bhai into anything, especially knowing what his own daughter is like. He tried to warn Sheetal to leave Arun alone, but she's persistent, like a fly buzzing around your head." Deepali swatted the air with her hand for emphasis. "And that, Swathi, is what makes your brother fume. Today's outburst, well, let's just say you got caught in the crossfire."A heavy silence descended upon the room as Deepali and Kavya watched Swathi process their explanation. She took a de
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 39
News of Swathi and Arun's engagement spread like wildfire through their social circles. Deepali and Kavya, practically bursting with pride at their successful matchmaking, took charge of planning the wedding. The Singh mansion buzzed with activity as families came together, laughter and chatter filling the air. Swathi and Arun, despite their initial reservations, found themselves swept up in the whirlwind of preparations. They bickered playfully over guest lists and color schemes, a newfound ease settling between them. Their understanding deepened, fueled by stolen moments and lingering touches. Arun's apologies continued, albeit in a less formal way. One morning, Swathi found a cartoon apology card on her desk, depicting a lovesick man battling a green-faced monster labeled "anger issues." She couldn't help but laugh, the apology as genuine as the goofy drawing. The wedding day arrived, a kaleidoscope of vibrant colors and joyous traditions. Swathi, adorned in a breathtaking bridal