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As Rudrakansh arrived at Isha's place, his sleek black car purred to a stop, and he stepped out with the air of quiet confidence that defined him. The night was dark, but the porch light illuminated his tall, imposing figure as he walked towards the entrance.
The door opened, and Ishaan, greeted and hugged him with genuine excitement. "Rudra bhai! You're here! How have you been?"
Rudrakansh, acknowledging Ishaan's warmth, smiled and replied, "Ishaan, all good. Where's everyone?" Ishaan, still radiating enthusiasm, detached from the hug and said while smiling, "They are in the living room. Isha will be thrilled to see you."
Rudrakansh, with confident strides, made his way to the living room, eager to catch a glimpse of his beautiful wife. Upon entering, he was welcomed by Nandani Sinha, his Mother-in-law, who couldn't contain her joy. She joyfully exclaimed "Rudra beta, come, come! How are you?"
Rudrakansh, in a gesture of respect, bent down, touching her feet, and replied, "I'm good, Maa!" His eyes search for Isha, and as their gazes lock. Raghav, observing the intensity in Rudrakansh's eyes, decided to tease him a bit. He spoke with a slight smirk on his face, "What happened Rudra Beta?, you're looking quite serious today."
Playing along, Rudrakansh, still looking at Isha, replied with a hint of mischief, "Just a long day, Papa."
The tension in the room was palpable as Rudrakansh and Isha shared a brief but charged gaze. Nandani, trying to lighten the mood, suggested, "Isha, beta, come here. Rudra must be tired. Get something for him to drink."
Isha, aware of Rudrakansh's gaze, nodded and rushed to the kitchen, with Rudrakansh following closely behind. The instant they found themselves away from prying eyes, Rudrakansh seized the opportunity to draw Isha closer, pinning her against the kitchen counter.
The room seemed to shrink as he gazed into her eyes, his touch conveying a possessive desire that only intensified in the seclusion of the moment.
Rudrakansh with his deep hoarse voice whispered in her ear while slightly biting her earlobe," You thought you could escape my gaze, Mrs. Rathore?"Isha shivered as Rudrakansh's bite sent a thrill through her, but she spoke softly in her meek voice, pleading, "Rudra ji, please, not here. Someone might see. It's not the right place."
Ignoring her protest, Rudrakansh leaned in, his lips dangerously close to hers. Rudrakansh whispered in his husky voice against her lips, "I've been waiting for this moment the entire day."
Before Isha could respond, he claimed her lips in a dominating kiss. Rudrakansh's touch was both gentle and possessive as he held Isha close to him. The warmth of the kitchen enveloped them as he pressed her against the counter.
In that moment, the world outside ceased to exist. His large, calloused hands cupped her face, his fingers brushing against her soft skin. Isha's heart raced in anticipation as Rudrakansh's intense gaze locked onto hers. As he leaned in, their breaths mingled, creating a charged atmosphere.
