Celebrity Castaway | COMPLETE | MaNan Fiction

46| Awards Night

A/N: Hola amigos? How are we doing this week? :)

As always, I am back with a new update & for a fact I know you are going to LOVE this one ;)

Before you get into the story, a quick call out - so, next Sunday (24th March) I will NOT be able to update this story because we are taking the kids out for a few days for a short vacation. So, my husband & I made a deal of no work calls and no wifi/internet, so we can spend quality time with the kids, so please excuse me for one Sunday.

Also, just to be generous & keeping the paak-month of Ramadan in mind, I tried compensating for you all too. This chapter is not only HOT and MaNalicious, but it is MASSIVE in size too! (You can thank me later ;P)

Now, no more chatting, you enjoy the chapter, I will meet you on the otherside!

Happy Reading & don't forget the in-line comments! <3

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Nandini woke up in the morning, with a lazy smile dawning on her face. She felt well rested, relaxed & nourished after long. For once there was no loom ticking above her head and pulling her down, and it felt light. She tried turning to her side to sleep some more, but strangely she couldn't move. She tried again. Nope. Slowly, her cognitive senses were starting up and she felt a weight on her waist. Judging by the weight, it felt like a log, but her tingly skin could tell, it was a hand.

Of course.

Manik.

Who else?

As the last night flashed before her eyes, she remembered how Manik came to her apartment and never left. She almost smiled, thinking how he promptly dropped the idea of spending the night in Mukti's room and jumped onto her bed, like it was his birthright. No, Nandini, nothing about his act is endearing, she scolded herself. Nandini knew the impact Manik has always had on her, and now after knowing he wasn't out there to get her, and if anything, he loves her and wants to protect her, it was weakening her resolve to stand strong before him. Did she need to hate him anymore? Perhaps not. Then, was she free to allow her heart to risk opening up to him? Well, this answer was no too. She understood his intentions to protect her, lookout for her, right from the start, but that didn't change the fact that he didn't hurt her! Yes, the reason for him hurting her was not always misplaced, but did that lessen the degree of pain she lived with? No. Then how could her mind trust him again? Yes, Manik loved her and yes, Manik broke her too. Now?

Nandini struggled a bit and moved Manik's hand off her, and she turned around to face him; as Manik adjusted his posture in his sleep, he pulled Nandini closer and snuggled right into her, as he buried his face in her breasts. Nandini froze in her spot, looking at his gigantic figure, curling up to fit between her arms. As still as her muscles were, her heart was beating fast enough to make up for the stillness in her motion; Nandini was panicking that the hammering of her heart was loud enough to wake Manik up! A part of her wanted to run away from there, as fast as her feet would carry her, but there was this other part, that was small, but in that moment, more dominant, that revelled at their physical closeness, as Nandini & Manik had never been this intimate in their last six-seven years of knowing each other!

"Manik.." her call was a tentative whisper; but he was fast asleep.

"Manik, please leave me.." she mumbled again, her resolve sounded pathetically weak to her own ears, but this time, she tried pushing him back, by placing her palm on his chest; it only earned her a grunt.

"Manik!" she was louder this time, and he reacted with a "Hmm" before looping his leg around her waist too! Wow.

As Nandini was just about to call him again, she suddenly felt conscious of a soft yet hard mass, pressing against her pelvic region. It didn't take her long to figure out what it was; and it left her both scandalised and hot! Suddenly there was a scent of arousal in the air, her arousal; while Manik was sleeping holding her, oblivious to what his morning wood was doing to Nandini!