One Week later...
Author's POV:As the sun shone mildly, Diya was pacing around in the chamber with an irritated groan. She looked beautiful in his shirt that just reached to her mid-thighs.
" Stop pacing Angel!" Karthik requested trying to place his hand on her shoulder. Diya thrashed it away and glared at him hard. Without even taking a piece of cloth, she marched into the bathroom and Karthik followed right behind.
" Did it hurt last night?" Karthik asked holding her elbow and stopping her right in her tracks.
" No." She answered flatly. Karthik was feeling this overwhelming feeling for the past 15 days and it was indescribable.
" Then what's it?" Karthik asked caressing her cheek softly, toning his voice low. She pushed him and turned the cold shower on drenching herself and feeling good under the cold water. A deep sigh left her mouth when she stood under the cold water.
" Come on love," Karthik coaxed placing his hands on both her sides. As he inched closer, Diya's heartbeats started turning rapidly. He was just an inch away from her lips and her eyes clenched in anticipation and her lips quivered. Gathering some courage, she opened her eyes and pushed him by his chest.
" You know what Karthik? You don't need to tear all my lingerie whenever we make love. Many of them are my favourite." She complained and he chuckled.
" That's it?" He asked and she nodded. The two cold bodies looked super hot showing the right amount of each other's skin where one's lower is missing and the other's top. Diya's eyes were fixed on his perfectly chiselled abs which were moving slowly with the agonisingly slow inspiration.
" Eyes here Sweetheart," Karthik whispered in her ear and her cheeks turned pink.
" I asked you something." He whispered again caressing her skin with his stubble. A tickling sensation passed her body and she squired between him and the glass.
" Ye...yes, that.... that's my problem." She stuttered and closed her eyes as the water glided on her skin touching every inch of her body. A small part of his heart was jealous for not being the water but nevertheless, those were just the water whose directions were ultimately to the drain.
" I'd love to give you my black card if that was your problem." He pressed a small kiss behind her ear and a small gasp escaped Diya's mouth. He moved back and pulled the curtains where Diya took the shower and he took his bath in the tub.
Diya came out and saw Karthik already arranged her dress. That's a beautiful red churidar that would complement her baby pink skin.
" Are we going somewhere?" Diya asked who looked like a big baby with the towel wrapped around her looking all around the chamber.
" No," Karthik was quick to answer pulling his red shirt out and matching with her.
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The Delphic Emir
Romanceloveseries#3 Cover credits: @AMBER_0501 Diya's eyes turned red with humiliation. Her doe eyes held the liquid of agony and her character assassination. She looked at her husband, the king with a smile which spoke how he let her down. "Diya wait!" K...