Love's Patient Path

Part 5

As evening descended upon the Roy Choudhary mansion, the family gathered in the hall, engaged in various activities. However, Anirudh and Saudamini found themselves in the secluded sanctuary of Anirudh's study. The room exuded an air of intellectual charm, adorned with shelves of books and the subtle fragrance of aged leather.

Anirudh, with his majestic aura, sat in a high-backed chair, engrossed in a captivating novel. The soft glow of the desk lamp highlighted the contours of his features, adding an ethereal quality to his presence.

Saudamini, captivated by the allure of the room and the man who occupied it, decided to seize the moment. She approached Anirudh with deliberate grace, her eyes fixed on the book in his hands.

Slowly approaching Anirudh, she let her fingers graze the contours of his shoulders, trailing down his strong arms. The touch, light as a feather, was a subtle invitation. Anirudh, still immersed in his book, seemed unaware of the enchantress weaving her magic around him.

She whispered, her eyes dancing with mischief. "you seem so engrossed in this book. Is it more captivating than my company?"

Anirudh, finally tearing his gaze from the book, met her eyes with a playful smirk. "Literature has its way of enchanting me sweetheart. What can I say, I'm a man of many passions."

As Anirudh returned to his book, Saudamini, with calculated elegance, circled the chair, letting her fingers gently graze the back of Anirudh's neck.

She whispered, her voice laced with a hint of seduction, "why bury yourself in books when there's a world of living stories right in front of you?"

Anirudh, momentarily raised an eyebrow. "And what living story do you propose, mini? I don't think any of them would be interesting."

Saudamini, undeterred, leaned in closer, her lips hovering near his ear. "Stop challenging me Baby."

Anirudh, now fully engaged in the intriguing narrative she wove, closed the book and set it aside. "And what if i do?"

In a daring move, she sat on his lap, their faces mere inches apart. Anirudh, his commanding aura undeterred, met her gaze with intensity. The air crackled with anticipation.

Saudamini, with a seductive smile, closed the distance, capturing Anirudh's lips in a passionate kiss. The world seemed to fade away as the two lost themselves in the moment, the book long forgotten.

However, their intimate exchange was abruptly interrupted by a knock on the door. Anirudh, slightly dazed from the unexpected intrusion, broke the kiss, his gaze meeting Saudamini's frustrated expression.

Anirudh smirked. "We'll continue this later, mini. Duty first, pleasure later."

Anirudh, composed, called out, "Yes, what is it?"

"Chote Malik, everyone is gathered in the hall. Bade Malik is calling for you. What should I tell him?" Bihari's voice echoed through the corridor.

Anirudh, maintaining his composure, replied, "Nothing, Bihari. We'll join in a minute." Bihari left after relaying the message.

Saudamini, with a frustrated expression, got up from Anirudh's lap, expressing her discontent. "If this is how our married life is going to be, then let's go back to London. At least we'll have some privacy."

Anirudh chuckled at her remark. "There's no lack of privacy here, Mini. It's just that we aren't married yet. We surely will get a lot more privacy after our marriage. Now, let's go outside; everyone must be waiting."

As they stepped into the corridor, a sudden collision in the dimly lit corridor created a momentary stillness. Anirudh's well-defined frame collided with Bondita's petite form, causing a sudden gasp from her delicate lips.