𝐀𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐀 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 : 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏
Kiara and her husband Sid's honeymoon starts off at an enchanting Italian beach, but Kiara's world turns upside down when she locks eyes with a mesmerizing stranger.
"Who is he? Why do I feel so drawn towards hi...
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The flames danced with a fiery passion, their warmth pushing against the biting cold that enveloped the beach. Hrithik sat on the sturdy log, carefully nursing the bonfire, the flickering light casting an intricate dance on the grains of sand beneath his feet. The rhythmic crackling of the flames echoed the cadence of his thoughts, a silent symphony playing against the backdrop of the ocean's distant waves.
As Kiara approached, her steps softened by the sandy shore, she enveloped herself in a thick blanket, a shield against the persistent chill in the air. Seating herself on the opposite end of the weathered log, she unwrapped the layers, the blanket cascading down her shoulders as she allowed the fire's warmth to seep into her bones.
Turning to face her, Hrithik's eyes, lit by the dance of the flames, met hers. The subtle glow accentuated the contemplation etched on his face. It was a moment suspended in time, a tableau of two souls amidst the elemental chaos.
Their shared silence was pregnant with unspoken words, and Kiara, overcome with frustration, broke it with a restless sigh. "What are you thinking?" she probed, her voice carried away by the night breeze.
Hrithik's response held an air of mystery, delivered with a gaze that seemed to pierce through the embers. "Why do you want to know?" he countered, the flames reflecting in the depth of his eyes.
"Because the silence feels like a punishment. I hate silence," Kiara confessed, her eyes searching his for an answer she might not even understand.
"I'm contemplating the things I've lost," Hrithik finally admitted, his gaze momentarily shifting to the fire's core, "and what I stand to lose."
The flames continued their dance, mirroring the complexity of their emotions. Kiara, wrapped in vulnerability, retorted, "Sounds like basic human musings."
Hrithik's response was measured, "Everyone are basic, Kiara. Life grants us varied circumstances so that we don't all dwell on the same thoughts."
Kiara's incredulous gaze lingered on him, her eyes searching for a truth she wasn't sure she was ready to uncover. "How did you find me that day?" she abruptly questioned.
"I'm the Aquila. I watch over and have eyes on everything," Hrithik explained, his expression revealing a sense of duty etched into the lines of his face.
"I shouldn't have asked," Kiara mumbled, her eyes briefly averting his gaze.
"Are you still sad about what happened?" Hrithik inquired, a flicker of concern in his eyes.
"What do you think? Not everyone is emotionless like you. All you seem to care about is one thing - sex, sex, sex," Kiara lamented, her frustration laid bare.
"Jeez calm down. Just checking on your feelings," Hrithik defended, his eyes betraying a depth of empathy beneath the stoic exterior.
The silence returned, heavy with the weight of their unspoken truths.
