Completed story♥️✓
This story is set in a village!❤️
Kathiravan- Twenty-nine years old. A self-made billionaire in the business world with undeniably handsome features. He is a stone-hearted, hard-headed, anger-driven, rude, and as well as a dangero...
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The night performance is going on right now and I perch myself comfortably beside my Yadav and my parents on the sand ground. They were enjoying the semi-folk dance event occurring in the open area in our village.
There were every one of our village people gathered around and most importantly every one of them appeared happy. Teen girls were giggling and having 'ice' while boys were chatting around.
Few lovebirds were sending secret signals to each other and I stifle my smile at their cute reactions.
Grandma's also were dancing as they please and dragged their husbands who looked fed up with their spouses.
How adorable. This looks like a festival.
I smile genuinely while glancing around the cozy place and sigh when I catch a glimpse of my Chinnaya fleeing out from a small residence, along with some guys of his age.
Chinnaya and those males were carrying stacked chairs for elder people to sit without distress.
Chinnaya has on a white veshti and dark blue shirt. He is indeed spectacular in that.
He chatters with the guys and goes inside the residence once again. I pout as I can't look at him now....more like, can't drool over him.
Suddenly, a loud cheer escapes people's mouths as another dance execution starts.
A couple entertainers proceed to sway their bodies beautifully to the song and I too begin to rejoice loudly at their wonderful dance.
Again, my eyes fell on Chinnaya who was striding out of the residence with another round of stacked chairs.
He doesn't recognize me yet. But I still keep on peeking at him without a care in this world. Right when he was about to turn his gaze on me, the girl performer captures my wrist and drags me to dance between all those dancers.
Oh noo.
I awkwardly stand there and everyone mirths for me to do a few steps. Due to their continous compelling, I do some hip-swaying and another such move.
Halfway through the performance, I rush and sit beside Yadav, making our village people, my family, and in-laws of them bestow me applauses.
I blush and stare down nervously.
"Nelaavattam nethiyilae..(When moonlight strikes on me....)
Nenjukuzhi mathiyila Orae oru mutham vaiyen kosala (Place a kiss in between my chest my love...)
Antha muthathukku edge illa formula (And nothing in this world could be a trade-off for that kiss...)"
The male performer sings to the female one and people cooes, growls, laughs, and giggles
"Akka, chinnaya is staring at you" Yadav whispers to me and I instantly hoist my head to find my Chinnaya.
He is now standing at the entrance of that residence, leaning against a pillar. His hands were crossed in front of his chest.
Also...he was peeking at me intensely. He then signals for me to go to him using his fingers and I gawk around to confirm none have witnessed his action.
Fortunately, m Yadav is the only one who discerned it. I smile sweetly at Yadav who looks disinterested as I silently get up and wander towards chinnaya's direction.
People were so engrossed in the performance to glimpse at me for which I'm glad.
On attaining chinnaya, he snatches me into the residence and takes me to the storage room.
As soon as he shuts the door, his lips smooches mine and I reciprocate the kiss with a similar passion as his.
"Nallathaan aadura d..(you dance well)" he breathes out and compliments me. I want to see his expression but the storage room is murky.
"Hm...so what reward are you planning to give me for my great dance moves?" I implore playfully and Chinnaya moves us to the corner of the room, where little moonlight falls in, enough to make out our countenance.
Chinnaya squishes me against the wall and clutches my waist tighter. "Isn't this kiss sufficient?" I shake my head negatively. "No. It isn't. I want more....many more" I look into his eyes and lift my hand to his face. Gently, I drag my fingers from his cheeks, down to his neck, and parts his shirt's division, revealing the bare skin on his chest and the dangling silver chain.
He pinches my waist with force that it truly hurts. But I didn't back down. I can see him getting aggressive, turned on, ready to devour me, and on the edge of losing his control.
I move forward and place a kiss on his chest, exactly above the locket of his chain. He hisses and all of a sudden starts to nib hard on my neck.
He then heaves down my blouse from my shoulder, spotting kisses, nibbles, and licks there...
I pant and bite my lips, moaning for yet more of his tortures.
Just then...
"Nelaavattam nethiyilae..(when moon strikes on us...)
Nenjukuzhi mathiyila Orae oru mutham vaiyen kosala (Place a kiss in between my chest my love...)
Antha muthathuku eeda thaaraen kadhala (I will give my love as trade-off for that kiss...♥️)
Chinnaya ceases his action and gazes into my eyes. "Will you give so?" He asks huskily, above my lips. "I'm already giving so" I smile, tiptoeing and hugging him close to me.
I feel his hands around my body and I can deduct my heart sinking deep because of his touch.
