One shots stories of Raghav Rao and Pallavi Raghav Rao falling so hard for each other and making oh so sweet love.
Sorry guys, lust is not my genre but giving it a shot!
The shots are going to be hot, sensual and Romantic but not too lustful!
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The next day, he only woke up to see, that she left for her boutique. She requested Farhad to not send Raghav to the showroom as the cut on his eyebrow is still raw and painful. He got dressed and had his breakfast and lunch along with medicines but he was getting restless, he didn't see her today. It has become a ritual to see her dressed for her work every day. The clock was ticking at 4:00 PM, he was still in a daze last night. He could hear every word she said last night on a repeat mode.
"HOW CAN SHE TREAT YOU THIS WAY?"
"YE KYA TAREEKA HAI TUMSE BAAT KARNE KI?"
The way she couldn't tolerate disrespect towards him warms his heart, he never felt he belonged to someone till this moment of her taking his side.
He suddenly unlocked his car and drove to her boutique, he wanted to see her. He went in and the receptionist greeted him warmly and accompanied him to her room. He was her husband and The Raghav Rao, obviously, there shouldn't be any waiting business for him to meet his wife.
He sat in her office, it was not too small, not too big. The interior was beautiful and there was a huge color wheel on the wall which he stood in front of, they had to choose contrast and like colors according to the color wheel apparently. He put his hands in his pockets and was looking at the color wheel fascinated. He then heard a click of the door and he saw her walk in with Amrutha half annoyed arguing about something when both of them stopped in tracks stunned looking at him.
He looked at her rooted to his place, he saw her in a dark blue dress which had tiny folds slipping off through her curves, how much he wanted to be in the dress hugging her so right.
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A: jiju! Aap yaha? Aapki chot kaisi hai?
R: theek hai,
He said shifting his gaze back to Pallavi drinking her attire just the way he does every morning. Amrutha excused herself when they both were standing with questions in each other's eyes
P: Aapko kuch bolna tha?
R: nahi, wo bas aise hi... ghar pe mann nahi lag raha tha toh
P: theek hai, aapke liye kuch mangau?
R: nahi, i am fine.
P: theek hai, baithiye na
R: pallavi?
P: haa?
R: coffee peene chale?
P: yeah, sure!
R: yeah! Main, car me wait karunga. Tum aajaana
He was not prepared for this, he didn't think of asking her out but he couldn't hold himself from not asking. He waited in the car when she came out and they went out to a cafe. She was looking around admiring the interior and the ambiance of the cafe and he couldn't help but notice her child-like happiness and appreciation, though she is not vocal it is quite evident she liked the place.
