The Unventured Passions

Drenched in Lavender 🔞

I've noticed you guys hardly comment whenever I write an erotic chapter!!
Is it the blush?? Or, you aren't fond of such erotica!
Because, if that's the case, then I'll have to reduce down the intensity of heat in the chapters!!
Please prove me wrong!!
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Love was in the air, and so was the sense of urgency with which Raimoti handled all the pending paper works due for a royal approval. She had sat inside the confined walls of the royal library, with Kartik by her side, as she read each documents before passing them to the obedient ChhayaShangi to be sealed.

"Maa, the new road towards the north linking the eastern part of...?"

Raimoti raised her hand and Kartik stopped at once.
"That I'll have to ask Raja Saheb first, I can't take that decision as this new road would impact the political relationship of Raipur with the adjacent state."
Raimoti's words were confident and Kartik nodded his head in agreement.

"Kartik, go and check on the MahaSurjoGrahan arrangements once, I don't want any reservations, also, keep security to the maximum."

Kartik had gotten up at once, bowing infront of her.
"But Maa, Raja Saheb very specifically mentioned that he won't be attending this time as there might be British spies among the patrons."

"That's all the more reason to make this grand Kartik, if not the king, they would definitely see their new queen this year, and I'll ensure that the celebration marks a fear in their hearts, a fear of heralding prosperity of this kindom for many more years to come."
Raimoti chuckled softly, and Kartik smiled at her foresight, his heart yet again filled with awe and gratitude to the woman sitting infront.

"As you say Maa." He fisted his right hand and touched his chest as a formal gesture of respect, as Raimoti saw him turn around and leave the place at once.

"Now the letters..." She murmured, and pressing on the wooden desk for support she got up from the chair and walked towards the farthest desk, the one where Raja Apurba Sen had once worked.

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The greatest sweetness of earth is perhaps the heaven of a lover's company, and that very sweetness had coated Satyakirth's stone heart with a sense of happiness. It was his newfound idea of a relationship, where he felt so good because she saw all of him and he felt all of her... No hidden words, no barriers, no veiled truths... For she saw him exactly who he was!
There was such freedom in that, yet also a powerful sense of being home, of belonging, of wishing to ever-stay.

Satyakirth had been busy all morning, but each second of his engagement was laced with Raimoti's thoughts in the background of his brain, playing an orchestra of happy emotions, coursing love melody through his veins.
He was hurrying to finish the task at hand, and around midday he finally dashed inside the castle and almost sprinted towards the library.

Satya, in his heart, knew where exactly to find her!

He smiled as his eyes caught her sight, standing with her back turned towards the door, busy with a pile of papers at the farthest corner of the library.
Her hair looked a little wavy than usual, slightly dampened perhaps, and her saree was loosely tied around her body, unlike the usual firm fastenings. Barring the thick Sankha and pola, her wrists were devoid of any noticeable jewelleries, and Satya felt warm at the sight.
He walked stealthily towards her, his hand in his pocket, as very gently he pinned a light pink daliah on her hair. Raimoti was startled for a moment, but then she turned back and smiled brightly at him.

"Hey there..." She fluttered her eyelashes unintentionally, and Satyakirth smiled back as he fixed the flower neatly to her open traces. There was a joy in how he did it, as if for a moment he was happily absorbed by a feeling of love that played in his subtle smile and soft gaze. Then he brought his hand over her chin, lifting her face gently up, and their eyes met, reflecting the rhythm of their lives together.