Saints and Sinners_A SanDhir Story of Love ♡ #Wattys2015

"Saints and Sinners"_Part 10 ☆

"The trivial thoughts, with a myriad notions,

Plated and served, a plethora of emotions.

The day he smiled, and she blushed a bit,

The hall got illuminated and their future got lit.

"_ By Me :*

The Lonavala FarmHouse was a palatial mansion, quite spacious enough to adjust a literal number of guests.

The effect of the alcohol hadn't yet started

wearing off, and Randhir was on his heels,

following his Damsel in Distress.

"How do you know my name?", Sanyukta asked with beguiling eyes, bewilderment written all over her face.

She urged to sound devilish, but ended up being naive.

"You're famous enough, I guess.", Randhir smiled on her face, urging her to blush a little.

She hadn't yet perceived what it was, but his alluring smile had definitely caught her off guard.

"And why are you here?", She asked, puzzled at the happenings, unable to fathom his intentions.

She knew he couldn't be like those other men, living on her body.

"Let that be hidden under the veil.", Randhir tried to smile, but ended up frowning.

"Are you going to just have fun tonight...", she paused.

"Like them all?", she continued, quite

casually.

"Let's see what we can make of this night.", he smiled, while she flushed again.

The night was going to be a long one.

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As the night passed, they ended up under the quilt, firmly appressed against each other, quite amazingly still with their clothes on.

Perhaps the first time, when Agarwal derived pleasure during the intimacy, even without getting enough vulgar to throw their clothes off.

"Are you really what you seem, Sanyukta?", He asked, his arm firmly circling her bare waist, while his lips devoured her earlobe.

Perhaps he had skimmed each possible milky contour of her torso, that could be relished with her clothes on, but yet he had not embarked upon her lips, and that bothered her a great deal.

She was secretly craving for his one touch across her lips, while Randhir kept on teasing her soft nape.

The night wasn't vulgar, but beautiful.

"How does it matter?", she suppressed her sobs, under the veil of a heavy smirk, quite baffled at her own behaviour.

Here someone strange, was trying to intrude in her past, and instead of shooing him away, she was melting under his touch.

He tried to draw circles at her waist, and she giggled a bit, on realising that this man was naive enough.

"Is business so vital for you?", Randhir enquired of her, trying to merge in her destiny, while she stared with sober eyes at the ceiling.

"Yes it is.", She replied, quite unmoved.

"So much so that you won't even falter to put your character at stake?", He whispered, brushing his cold lips, against her burning cheeks.

She paused to look back at him, and shuddered at his eyes, which held an exquisite vow.

Detaching herself from his torso, and coming out of their entangled frames, she made her way to the window, quite amazed at her even dressing.

The steamy, chilly December air burnt her obnoxious senses, and she shivered a bit, when Randhir pulled her in a back hug, warming her exposed skin, and smothering her with kisses down her back.

"We've just met. And you are getting personal.", she wished to scream, but mumbled softly.

"I guess you don't mind.", Randhir placed a fervent reply, pressing his well-built figure on her fragile frame.

"If you feel so, then I'm afraid but you're mistaken.", She put forth a wistful sigh, while pulling his hands closer, and kissing his palms a bit.

"Aren't your actions contradicting your words?", he muttered a feverish query.

"Even my heart is contradicting my brain.", she mumbled, while Randhir nuzzled her neckline.

"You aren't as devilish as you have vowed to be.", He caged her ina bear hug.

"I ain't that angelic as you've vowed to see.", She chuckled sadly, earning a sigh.

"You've cunning replies ready.", He giggled while she smiled, genuinely.

"I think you should get going.", She mumbled, caressing his mane, and kissing his nose.

Pulling away, he gave out a wistful sigh.

Wearing his coat, he pecked her cheek, to which she blushed profusely.

"Mr.", She faltered.

"It's Randhir.", he replied, smiling sadly.

"Ohh..", she fumbled, at a loss of words.

"Isn't it ironic that we've been sharing the room for the last few hours now, and still you just learnt my name?", Randhir let out a sad chuckle, while she sighed.

"Randhir...I...", she stammered a bit.

"You've got enough time to figure out your feelings.", He smiled willingly and donned a quick exit, while she just gaped in amazement at this angel.

She was in tears, 'cause this man just rekindled her long-lost beating heart.

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"Did she roll on your bed, naked?", Parth pounced on Randhir, giggling and taking him by surprise.

"She rolled in my arms, with her clothes on.", Randhir smiled while Parth had a poker face.

"You're no fun. Did you make her yours?", Parth asked gleefully.

"I guess I did make her wonder. There's still time until I make her mine, physically as well.", Randhir smiled, and his serenity depicted the beginning of a new saga. ♥

The Omnipotent was already smiling, as He chalked out their entangled fate.    :')

Until Next Time.
Signing off,
Aishi ♡☆

A/N: They DIDNOT HAVE sex. Just a few moments of close intimacy. Thank you all for the love. Keep reading. And you all may be wondering that how come I come up with a beautiful picture with every update. These edits are made by Piyu di a.k.a Piyu Animeholic (her facebook ID) and she deservingly happens to be my favourite editor. ♡ Get a look at her edits soon. The credits of the pictures, go to her, totally.