Forbidden Desire

CH 21 || Calamitous Battle Vs Forbidden Emotions

Aditi

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The scintillating light of dawn peeked into the room. The rays were balmy though. It seemed they were only razzing me. Being vanquished with their devilment I had to ultimately open my eyes. I yawned, rubbing my bleary eyes, and sat up. It was a slight movement only that shot up a sharp pain in my core.

Realization passed over my psyche. The flashes of last night sprinted in front of my eyes. I had willingly submitted to a man I was attracted to. I didn't think of any morals without even capitulating.

I had shut the doors to morality and wasn't planning to open them anytime soon. I was being selfish but I wanted to, for the first time in my life. Vidyut and my wedding was a sinking ship that had crossed the edge to be saved. Things had turned appalling, for good.

Conceiving of the last night, I recollected how I was showered with affection and was handled so gently as if I was a tender petal. Aahir wasn't lenient but what he did all night after we had sex left me baffled about his true anima.

He was awake all night while my sleep arrived at me in sprints. He caressed me, planted kisses on me wherever possible.

I recalled waking up two to three times. His eyes were swamped with concern, for me. His words were still clanging that he had repeated the whole night whensoever he found me awake,' Are you okay?'

Those three vocables by him were enough to pacify me.

How could I not have been fine when all he did was care for me the whole night. I did give into my desires but that wasn't the only reason. There were feelings involved from my side, for sure; feelings that were incognito.

The crisp bedsheet, the chorus of our moans, the scent of our bodies molded into each other was not all about the preceding night. It wasn't one night of lust, but a night of equanimity as well.

The arrival of the dawn was the significance for me to leave. I didn't know the time nor had my phone to check. I couldn't even find a wall clock. Cautiously, I got up with the pain still in my core.

When I stepped inside the washroom I found a pair of my casual clothes along with my undergarments. I was stunned but then Aahir Arya had never left me speechless for one ever since our encounter.

The bathtub was filled with my favourite sandalwood bathing salt. Without agitating my mind about the reasons I took a shower. I wanted the poise to stay for a bit more. The balsamic, floral mix and sweet fragrance of it refreshed my mind.

I had a relaxing bath after so long and all thanks to Aahir. I was kind of reinvigorated. After I was done I got out. I didn't know where to head so without wasting any moment I descended the stairs.

The dining hall was vacant but I could hear sounds coming from the kitchen. I had known the place as the lady from before had given me a tour of the whole house.

Upon reaching the kitchen I was nonplussed. Anyone would have been. Aahir was single-handedly cooking multiple things, all at once.

His upper body was bare, his back was graced with my nail marks. That might have hurt but he didn't flinch even for a bit.

Vidyut had created a scene for it once.

It's not like Aahir was the first man cooking but I never expected him to be that kind of man. That only proved my doubt that there was more to him. I had to fathom the depth of him.

My steps took to him and I stroked those marks on his back. He turned around instantly, causing me to take a few steps back.

His eyes like silver lighting stared at me befuddled. His naked chest flushed me entirely. And what to say about his hair that I had gripped tightly the previous night. Those velvety ones were wet. I wanted my hands in them again.