𝑺𝒊𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕

𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫*

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Chapter Twenty-Five: Patience Master*

The next morning, as they bid farewell to the nurses and authorities, Veer was returning with Farida and Rafiq for a brief period to their homeland. The young nurse rushed and hugged Gill, saying, "Thanks, Bhaiya, apna vada pura karne keliye" (Thanks, brother, for fulfilling your promise).

Shubman, caressing the younger girl's forehead, hugged her back, saying, "How could I not? You called me your brother, so I had to respect the title you gave me."

Hugs and tears marked the farewell as the nurses and authorities said goodbye to their saviours. The hostages had to undergo some legal procedures as they had been under Khatri's control for a long time before returning to India.

When they got into the car, Raman ensured that Gill didn't sit next to Vasisth this time. Gill, with clenched fists, asked Raman, "Get up, I was about to sit here."

Raman nonchalantly responded, "Was, but now I've sat, and you no longer have to act as husband and wife." He shrugged, grinning at Gill, who had a red face. But a blink from Geetanjali calmed him, and he sat in front, occasionally looking back at the rear seat through the mirror. Raman kept making jokes, and Geetanjali responded with small smiles, leaving Shubman feeling angry and, more precisely, jealous. However, one flirty glance from Geetanjali sent his heart tumbling down the hill, and his face turned as red as the soil.

Amar and Azaan, accompanied by the military in another car, remained unconscious for a smoother journey, knowing that those criminals wouldn't hesitate to pull stunts in the plane.

As the Azmiria military accompanied them in business class all of them relaxed a bit knowing those scums had someone to watch over them. As everyone sat down Raman eagerly waited for Geetanjali next to him but Gill pushed forward Sukhlal ji next to him "Aaap yaha baith jaiye aaram se pura safar kata"

"Thank you Sirji" Sukhlal ji said as he got the most comfortable seat while Raman made a face at Gill to which responded by blowing him a sarcastic kiss.

Sitting down next to Geetanjali, he noticed Raman casting lingering glances their way. A smirk played on his lips as he confidently pulled up the blinds, causing Raman's jaw to drop.

"Raman, go to sleep; there's no chance for you," Sukhlal ji remarked, patting Raman's head. The revelation seemed to shock Raman, who, with a hint of disbelief, stammered, "But isn't he married?"

"He was, but he went through a divorce during the mission," Sukhlal ji explained, wrapping himself in a blanket and starting a movie. Raman, feeling dejected, expressed his frustration, "Here I am struggling to get one girl, and this guy is attracting women even after a divorce."

As Gill closed the blinds, the outside noise faded away. Taking advantage of the moment, he pulled Geetanjali closer, eliciting a gasp from her. "Can't you wait?" she chuckled, her eyes sparkling.

"You made me wait for 18 years; isn't that enough?" he replied, nuzzling his face into her neck and placing soft kisses that tickled her, making her laugh.

Squishing his face, she playfully pulled him away. "Stop it, it tickles!" she laughed, but he persisted, burying his face once more and planting kisses on her. However, the playful mood took a sudden turn as a new sensation washed over her when he bit down.

Geetanjali's laughter turned into a surprised gasp as Shubman's actions became unexpectedly intense. Sensing her reaction, he quickly eased off, looking into her eyes with a mixture of passion and concern.

"Sorry, did I go too far?" Shubman asked, his voice softened with genuine concern. Geetanjali, still catching her breath, shook her head with a shy smile. "No, it's just... unexpected."

Shubman grinned a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Well, life is full of surprises, isn't it?" He pulled her in for a gentle embrace, their warmth mingling in the dimly lit cabin.

Meanwhile, Raman, still grappling with Sukhlal ji's revelation, tried to distract himself by focusing on the movie. However, his mind kept wandering back to the complexities of Gill's romantic life.

Geetanjali gazed into Shubman's eyes, sensing his desire for more. However, her past had always kept her at a distance from others. This time, she yearned to live for herself, free from the constant thoughts that had consumed her. As she held his face, leaning in, Shubman's breath caught in anticipation.

Pressing her lips against his, she sucked it, making him moan. His hands instantly went under her shirt, tracing her curves as they kissed with passion. She parted and looked at him the way she had done to nobody before as she unbuttoned his shirt while maintaining the constant gaze that shone with desire for love, mirroring his eyes. She moved closer, still looking into his eyes, and pressed a kiss on his chest, making him throw his head back on the headrest. Opening his shirt to show more love, she took his nipples in her mouth, nibbling them between her teeth while occasionally soothing them with her tongue with his fingers clutching her hair as he moaned softly, "Giaaaa.". He had to keep his voice low or else he would be caught with others present around him, but the women in front of him made it impossible.

Her eyes held a mischievous glint as she made herself comfortable on his prominent bulge. "Wanna witness the wild side of Geentanjali Vasisth? If yes, kiss me, or if no, then button up your shirt," she said, brushing her lips against his.

He wanted her to stop because if they got caught, it would be embarrassing. He looked around and found the plane quieter than his heart, which was ramming against his chest. He wanted to button up his shirt, but hell, who wanted to say no to hot and wild Geentanjali Vasisth, who always had a stoic demeanour? His eyes gleamed with desire as he thought about the pleasure this hot lady was going to give him. He leaned forward, kissing her roughly, making her groan into his mouth, and running his hand through his soft and grown hair, which he was due to cut. Pushing him back into the seat, she breathed heavily, throwing her glasses with her index finger on her seat. She watched him look at her like prey, but she needed to show him she was the predator. Unbuttoning her shirt, she kept her gaze on his, making his eyes go darker.

His hands instantly found their way through her round breast, making him irresistible to squeeze it. But her hands instantly stopped him, and she leaned towards his eyes, whispering, "Let me please you, Master." His hand tightened on her waist as soon as he heard her.

Kissing all the way down, she reached his bulge, caressing through the cloth, making him unable to wait. "Please do it, just do it," his voice as low as possible.

"Patience Master, let me satisfy myself a bit too," she whispered against his lips as she unbuttoned his pants with one hand. Uh, hot and perfect, she is, he thought.

She sat on his bulge bulge, pulling him closer, and she kissed him, grinding while his hands kneaded her breasts. "Uhhmmmm uhhh," she suppressed her moan against his lips.

She bit his lower lips to control her moaning as his hands were about to make their way towards her pants, but her hand stopped him, making her eyes darker than Khatri's intention.

"Ohh master, it's not your job; you surely get someday to do it, but for now, let me be your servant," she said, moving down, bringing his clothed bulge between her teeth and making him press his lips together to control his moans. He was shocked to the core that Geentanjali Vasisth had this side, the one reserved for him and the one he wouldn't trade for anything.