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❝Pioneering the art of constructing love, my Kanmani.❞
Xavier teased her skin, slowly caressing her cheeks and her lips trembled.
❝You don't dare!❞
And he kissed her.
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When he had compromised his dreams and...
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After leaving Bincy Chitta's home, Krithika didn't converse much with Xavier.
Wait, no, not much—she didn't talk at all to him, if he tried to recollect it. Besides occasional sarcasm, she kept mum throughout their journey to the airport. He had noticed that she kept glowering whenever he commented on anything around them.
Reading the menu provided by the air hostess, he asked her, "There are some good choices to select from. What would you like to eat, darling?"
"You're a know-it-all, right? Why ask me anything?" she spat fire from her dark eyes.
What is wrong with her?
Reaching out for her hand, he tried to question, "Kanmani, did I do anything wrong?"
She swatted his hand off before he could touch her and made herself comfortable in her seat. Turning her head towards the window, she started watching stupid fluffy clouds floating outside the glass frame.
"Love, if you don't answer me, how would I know?" he reasoned.
No reply.
It felt odd to Xavier, like something was wrong—like she was pretty upset about something, specifically because of him.
Again, what did I do?
She had been perfectly normal until they were inside Chitta's home. As soon as they'd stepped outside, she had started to maintain some sort of distance from him.
Krithika and Mathew had bonded well together. Of course, they were both fans of Satya and couldn't stop chatting about their idol. Mathew had asked her to guide him, as he admired her for doing better in her career than most. That was true—considering her age and experience, she should have been a junior executive like her friends. Instead, she was working a level higher than others. Satya had found a gem for her team.
Mathew had glanced towards him when Chitta massaged his head. "Mone, your hair has become so rough, don't you apply oil?" And Mathew had rolled his eyes at his mother while replying, "Amma, he is not your mone, he's Mr. Joseph." To which Chitta had retorted with, "Ae, he might be your whatever Mr. Joseph to the world, but for me, he is my kutty Luci." And Krithika's beautiful lips had curled into a cute smile.
He had seen her—he had noticed every time how happy she had felt, how her face had shone when Chitta and Chittappan pampered him and treated him like a baby. He had felt overwhelmed by their love, but watching Krithika had made him realize that he truly deserved every bit of that. Perhaps she had wished the same for him.
And he had fallen in love with his lovely Kanmani, again.
But at that moment, sitting next to him on the plane, she was getting on his nerves by avoiding him, not letting him hold her hand, not allowing him to look into her eyes. It was killing him. This wasn't how he had envisioned this vacation ending.
He had expected it to end with Krithika in his arms, moaning and whispering 'I love you' as he made slow, passionate love to her in his bedroom. Or, perhaps, he would have let her take him and enjoy her innocence.
It always excited him to see how much she desired him, how brazen and inquisitive his little vixen was. Like the last time when she—
Fuck!
Blood rushed south as he felt himself growing hard for her. When it came to her, just imagining a few titillating things made it tough for him. His love and lust had become best friends with her, and he realized that he could come just by looking at her glistening lips when she bit them.
Like then, when she kept chewing her lower lip while furiously typing on her phone. Her tongue darted out to wet those heavenly plump lips in an attempt to soothe her torments.
Fuckfuckfuck!
He fucking needed to use the washroom, immediately. There was still time for the flight to take off, and he unbuckled his seatbelt. "I'll be back in a few minutes," he informed Krithika, for which she hit him with her classic fiery glares and then continued chatting with her friends.
Just when he was about to leave, he heard her gasp. He turned around and saw her eyes widening as her lips trembled. "Xavier!" she exclaimed and flashed her phone screen to him.
'Tycoon Typhooning Lust!
The perfect eligible bachelor of the country was found getting off on his search for coconuts with his new mistress. Mr. Xavier Lucifer Joseph, the sensational multimillionaire, spotted meeting the targets of his sexual goals on the coasts of Kochi with a secret dark beauty.'
There was a photo attached below the write-up.
An extreme wide shot of the beach shore with him half naked and kneeling, a lean, jeans-clad leg wrapped around his waist, his hands holding two dainty chocolaty hands as he looked down at the mentioned secret dark beauty beneath him.
FUCKING FUCKERS!!
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