NOORADITYA ~The Interfaith Emotion..

Chap 50- Seduction

Guys I left it incomplete last time, gotta complete it..he he

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Let's start..............

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Noor's POV,

It had been two weeks since we had spent some quality time together. After becoming the King he rarely had any time. He used to come late at night and cuddle with me to sleep, and I was already asleep. Not to mention he was already gone before woke up in the morning. He even left me alone, after painting my body with colours, sensually. Wait, I have a perfect revenge plan !!

I was combing my long tresses with a wooden comb with carved flowers. I internally smirked at my plan.

"Alisha..You can retire for the night, rest of you can also retire.."

All the maids left, and I got up and walked towards the door. Peeking out, I beckoned the soldiers near.

"Let nobody in, except Rana Ji...Stand a little away and after he comes, make the corridor empty.."

They seemed to understand bits and pieces of my plan as all of them had a hint of a smile which they were unsuccessfully trying to hide. They bowed and walked back. I entered the bathing arena which was filled with water. Suddenly I didn't mind that it was cold, as I stripped naked and entered it. The cold waters made electricity surge through my legs and ended at my core, making me slightly wet, as I could already feel his rough and calloused touch on my skin, making me unnecessarily whimper. I took two dips in the water making my hair dripping wet.

I climbed out of the water, wrapping a sheer cloth around me, I walked towards, in front of the mirror. Letting the cloth fall, I looked at myself, accepting all my insecurities and vulnerabilities. I sighed as I ran my hands through my breast which seemed to have become more filled and plump.

Wrapping a dry cloth on the ends of my hair I walked to my cupboard, trying to find appropriate wear. Rummaging through all my clothes, I decide no to wear anything. I re-wrapped the cloth around me. Sitting in front of the mirror, I coloured my lips with berry essence and smudged kohl under my eyes. Taking a little bit of vermilion, I put in on my parting and made a small circle in the middle of my brows, making me look simple yet elegant. Picking up the long mangalsutra I tied it round my neck and paired it with a long neck piece and small earrings. Skipping the ordination of my head, I put the anklets round my feet. Grabbing a thin gold kamarbandh I tied it around my slim waist.

Drying my hair a bit, I picked up the ash pot and dried my hair with it, also letting the smoke strengthen my roots and give my hair a better smell. I took the bottle of attar and left a few drops on my shoulders, collar bone and a little on my hips and wrists. Rubbing my wrists slightly I rubbed the essence against my nape and looked at myself. For the first time, I was initiating something and I felt damn nervous.

I walked out of the dressing room, blowing all the diyas out to the front of the diaphanous purdah. I took a camphor and burned it with some lavender oil making the room smell like me. Grabbing my pine attar I sprinkled it across the room.

I could hear his loud footsteps as I ran to the bed, lying down on it. I wrapped the comforter around my waist and purposefully let my legs from my calf till my feet opened out for him. I heard the door open and suddenly the room felt hot. I could feel redness crept up my cheeks and I shut my eyes tightly as I felt his smell hitting me. My nipples automatically erected and I let my body push up a bit. Making my head hung behind me,letting him purposely see my condition. I felt him walking a bit to his front and halting in front of the purdah, I could hear his laboured breaths as if he was fanning it against my neck. Goosebumps elongated through my body and I said,