Saints and Sinners_A SanDhir Story of Love ♡ #Wattys2015

"Saints and Sinners"_Part 12 ☆

The Adonis smiled with a beguiling grace,

Wiping off all the problems she'd face,

The Man was her Prince in a Shining Armour,

Promising all the happiness one could shower. ♥.

_ By Me :*

"Randhir", she gasped, her eyes wide open,

trying to gulp in the scene.

Her clutch on the doorknob intensified, and her knees felt weak as the intruder smiled again, urging the peril.

"Woaah..I'm glad you remember me.", He

smirked, rolling off his sleeves upwards and unintentionally looking devastatingly attractive.

He pushed in through the door in her apartment, while she stood there, curbing her mindless desires.

"We met yesterday only..", She quipped, giving a snooty smile.

"That's long time, Isn't it?", he fleered, raising his brows.

Settling himself on the cozy sofa, he rested his head on it, looking dead tired, as she stood there, wondering if her eyes were in any way betraying her senses.

"Today's something special?", she asked, all of a sudden, out of the blue, smirking back at him.

"What makes you think so?", he asked, pulling his head up from rest, quite baffled at the out-of-the-box query.

"You're being too snobbish today.", she laughed a smile, while he couldn't but stare at her divine beauty with open eyes.

The more she tried to convey her irritation due to his sudden appearance, the more she failed in her pretension and ended up unveiling her most dominant emotion then-Contentment.

Randhir's uncalled appearance and his uncanny countenance, weaved resonance in her destructive soul.

"You didn't tell me why you're here?", she asked, with hands on her hips.

He smiled, witnessing her behaving like a cranky spouse.

"I'm here to..", he stood up and as he inched closer, her breaths became uneven and senses euphorically active.

"Here to...", he continued varnishing her with his innate charm, and pleasant aura.

"Here to...make myself comfortable.", he flopped back on the sofa, while she gaped at him with horrid eyes.

Entirely flabbergasted at his dominance over her senses, she heaved back and sighed.

She was baffled at the very fact that Randhir was succeeding in claiming her senses, that too intentionally.

Life had never been this unpredictable for the Agarwal lady.

He laughed at her innocent expression, and within a blink, pulled her on his lap, while she tried to avail to another process to even her heartbeats.

"I'm here 'cause I was missing you.", he bit her lip, while placing a peck on her burning cheeks.

"I am allowed, ain't I?", he propped her chin up with his index finger, while she blushed profusely.

For the first time ever, Randhir discovered the sanctity and innocent pleasure of living a family, as Sanyukta not only prepared a sumptuous meal, but also took the pain of feeding him.

And for the very first time, Sanyukta relived the pleasure of living a shattered dream.

Both of them amazingly recreated the pleasant connotation of togetherness. ♥

There were a lot of "first times" lining up their entangled mess of a life; only if they had any clue. ♡

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Days rolled on, with Randhir frequenting her doorstep every now and then, and Sanyukta incredibly messing up her professional and personal life.

While Randhir went on lying to Parth about his whereabouts just to meet her, Sanyukta kept on cancelling business meetings for their sake. ♥

Their priorities were entwined now.

That night, they slept together.

No, They didnot have sex.

They just slept together with bodies entwined, pressed against each other and curled beneath the heavy quilt, while the Omnipotent showered bliss on them, in the form of this romantic monsoon.

Life had never been better than then.

Only if they could forbid the coming. Sigh!

Until Next Time.
Signing off,
Aishi ♡☆