ᴍɪʜɪᴛʜᴀ-𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓸𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷

chapter 23

I don't know what's happening to me. Am I falling for that man? Whenever he is around me I feel like my heart beats getting wilder. His touches, his kiss, everything gave me butterflies in my stomach.

I got a call from Rudra and asked me to get ready. Now I'm sitting in front of the mirror and getting ready for the date with him.
I wore a red saree which he gifted me for today. I don't know where he is but I can feel excitement and happiness running through my vines. How far we came. The man I loathed once is the man who gives me butterflies now. How can I let this happen? How can i fall for him, he is a criminal, a murderer yet my stupid heart beats for him. At the same time my phone rang with his call.

"Are you ready, wife?"

"Huh? Ahh yeah"i says

"Why are you shattering? Are you nervous? "I heard his playful tone from the other end of the call.

"No, i'm not nervous it's just cold here"i lied

"Ok, if you're done.my men will be downstairs, they'll lead you to me ok?

"Okay" I ended the call.

Some time later I reached a restaurant. They lead me toward Rudra. He were sitting
As he saw me. His eyes roamed around my body. At endup up looking Straight into my eyes. I gave him a nervous smile as he stood up and held my hand and kissed the back of it.he pulled the chair for me as i sat. His eyes are still on me.

We had candle Light dinner in silence. I can still feel his heating gaze on me as I sit there.
He cleared his throat as I looked at him.

"You look..."

"Huh?"

"You look, ravishing, wife"

I just smiled at his reply.

"Can I kiss you?"Before I said something he stood up from his seat and sealed his lips with mine. He kissed me wildly. His tongue effortlessly made his way into my mouth as he held my hips tightly. He sucked my upper lips and dug his nail into my waist. A moan left from my mouth as he smirked between the kiss and continued his torture on mine.after feels like eternity he pulled back and took a step back.

"I fucking love you, wife"he declared
"I want you, Mihithaa. He says
He reached up and gently took my chin in his hand, tilting my face up so that I was looking straight at him. His eyes met mine, and he was struck by the depth and intensity of his own desire.i can see it in his eyes.
He gently traced his fingers down the length of my arm, feeling the smoothness of my skin under his fingertips. He saw the shiver that ran through my body at his touch, He took another step closer, bringing his body dangerously close to mine. He could feel the warmth of my breath on his skin, the way my chest rose and fell with each inhale and exhale.

"I don't know how much longer I can keep this up," he whispered, his voice strained with desire. "I need you. I need to touch you, to hold you, to taste you. That's all I think about.I can't get you out of my mind," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "You're all I think about, all day every day."

"Say something," he murmured, "Anything. Just say you want me too."

He pressed his body against mine. I know he could feel my chest against his, the way my breaths become quicker and shallower as i
inhaled his scent.

"I want you so much," he muttered, his lips right beside my ear. "I can't take this much longer."

"Please," he pleaded, his voice trembling with need. "Just tell me you want me. Tell me I'm not the only one going crazy here."

"Are you really going to make me suffer like this?" he laughed, only half joking.

My mind was screaming to push him away and run out from here but a part of me is still protesting with our own desire. I nodded my head. My word's stuck in my throat as He took my nod as a sign of consent, a sign that I wanted him just as much as he did. He didn't waste any more time
He let out a low groan and pulled me even closer to him, his body pressed against mine. His hands ran up and down your back, tracing the curves of my body as he drank in the feeling of my skin under his fingers.

“Rudra..”I whispered his name.

“Yes, wife”. His voice sent shivers down my spine.

I took a deep breath before continue
“I'm.. I'm ready to give this marriage a chance”I whispered.

He nodded, still holding me close to his chest.He didn't hesitate any longer. He captured my mouth in a fierce and demanding kiss, his tongue delving deep into my mouth. He tasted me,exploring every inch of my mouth with an aching need.
He reached out and caressed my face, his fingers tracing the line of my jaw in a slow, reverent gesture.

"You have no idea how good it feels to hear you say that," he murmured, his voice filled with emotion. "To know that you're actually going to gave us a chance, wife”

"But promise me that you wouldn't hurt me or anyone"i asked

He nodded his head and said "ok i wouldn't."

"Let's go back, it's getting late,"he said and stood up  as he held my hand firmly, thousands of questions were running through my mind. Questioning my choice, did I do the right thing or not? I shook my head as I tried to push back those thoughts.he led me toward his car as he opened the passenger door for me …

The journey toward the mansion is filled with a comfortable silence and peace. When we reach the mansion. Rudra excused himself and went to washroom and I went straight to bed.

Author's pov

*The sun streamed through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. As sunlight filtered into the room, Rudransh slowly opened his eyes. He felt a warm body pressed against his, and a small smile tugged at his lips as he realised he was holding Mihitha tight in his arms, her back pressed against his chest.*

He shifted slightly, pulling her even closer, and inhaled deeply. He took in her scent, feeling a sense of contentment and comfort wash over him for the first time in his life.He gently nuzzled his face into her hair, his breath rustling the strands. For a few moments, he just held her , enjoying the feel of her body pressed against his, the feel of her softness, the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed.Mihitha slowly shifted in her sleep as she opened her eyes and looks at him, she felt Rudransh's arms tighten gently around her, holding her close against his chest. His lips brushed against her hair in a soft kiss, his warm breath caressing her skin.

"Good morning, wife," he murmured, his voice roughened with sleep. "Did you sleep well?”

Mihitha nodded her head with a small smile on her face.