Tangled Love

ᴄʜᴀᴩᴛᴇʀ 15

Akshita's pov

I am sitting in my room answering my mother and brother's non-stop questions. I still couldn't absorb everything that happened I was so scared but thanks to Aditya who handled me maturely. My body is still shivering with fear and everything is flashing in front of my eyes. Really a bad day for me.

"Chalo Advik ! Damad ji hain yahan. Koi bhi zarurat ho bata dena haan beta" Mummy said to Aditya before leaving the room with Advik bhaiya.

(Let's go Advik. Son in law is here. If you need something just call us)

My eyes squint in confusion when Aditya tosses a bag on the couch. He hops on the bed opposite of me and takes my hand.

"I am staying for the night" He answers my unsaid question.

"Why ?" I ask, locking our gaze.

"Why you don't want me to stay ?" His eyes glint with mischief.

"No you can but----"

"Relax. You aren't well so I don't want to leave you" My heart does little odd twist  at his words and my lips tugs in a smile.

"Thanks"

"You scared the shit out of me today"

"Sorry"

"No sorry. Promise me to never neglect your health" He demands and concern evident on his face. I nod in yes.

"Let me go" Freeing my hand from his hold and I climb down from the bed.

"Where are you going ?" He asks getting up.

"I need to shower"

"Let me join you" I get startled by his request and my jaw drops in horror.

"Uhh---" I blink nervously, opening and closing my mouth. Words died down in my throat.

"Uh--I mean to help you. You are still weak that's why" He insits and says further "I promise no funny business"

After fighting with my thoughts I just nod to him and head towards the bathroom.

It's not like he will see me naked for the first time and also I do feel weak , my legs are wobbling.

Standing beneath the shower I let out a heavy sigh still anxious about the idea that he will join me. My already throbbing heart is now crashing against my ribcage.

"Akshita relax. I am just helping you look at your legs it's shivering" He comes from behind. I turn around and my breath hitch finding him in his boxers, showing off his perfectly sculpted body.

I was so busy in ogling him that I didn't even realise when he came infornt of me. He cups my face, his gaze burning into mine and he leans on pressing a kiss on my temple.

"It's just me" He whispers, his lips still brushing over my skin. I clutch his shoulders and shake my head. The touch of lips so soft and feathery.

His hand lowers on my back opening my zip and taking his own sweet he peels off my kurta. One by one he shed every piece of cloth off my body all the while his eyes fixed on my eyes. Not for one instance his eyes moves down.