Rain Of Love : A Downpour of Romance

Karma

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ARHAAN'S P.O.V

I guided Mishti from the corridor to my personal room, a secluded space where we could share moments of intimacy away from prying eyes.

"Arhaan!" Mishti's voice echoed from the bathroom, pulling me from my thoughts.

I approached the bathroom door, concern flickering in my eyes. "What happened, Mishti?" I inquired, waiting outside for her response.

"Arhaan, come inside," Mishti called out.

I couldn't help but wonder what had caused her distress. Was she feeling unwell? Had she encountered some sort of problem?

Without hesitation, I entered the bathroom, my heart racing with worry.

"What's wrong, Mishti?" I asked, scanning the room for any signs of trouble.

Mishti stood before me, her kurta stuck, unable to be unzipped. My initial concern gave way to amusement at the sight, though I tried to hide it.

"Are you feeling shy?" Mishti teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"I'm not shameless, Mishti. I have some modesty too," I retorted, feeling a flush of embarrassment creep into my cheeks.

Mishti chuckled softly, finding my embarrassment endearing. "Aww, my husband looks so cute when he blushes," she remarked.

"Cute?" I exclaimed, incredulous at her assessment.

Mishti simply nodded, her smile widening.

Shaking my head, I focused on the task at hand, attempting to unzip her stubborn kurta. But no matter how hard I tried, it seemed impossible to budge.

"What kind of welding did they use? It won't open!" I grumbled in frustration.

Mishti couldn't help but tease me in response. "What's the point of building all those muscles if you can't even unzip a kurta?" she quipped, rolling her eyes playfully.

"Is this your favorite dress?" I asked, hoping to find a solution.

"No," Mishti replied simply.

With a sigh of resignation, I made a decision. "Well, if it's not your favorite, then..." I muttered, before breaking the chain of her kurta's zipper.

"What the hell!" Mishti exclaimed in shock.

"I asked you, Mishti. Now, don't scream," I replied, trying to suppress a smile at the unexpected turn of events.

I met her gaze, feeling a magnetic pull drawing me towards her. Without a word, I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her into a tender embrace.

In the confined space of the bathroom, with the soft glow of the lights casting a warm hue over us, time seemed to stand still. It was just the two of us, lost in the intimacy of the moment, our hearts beating in perfect synchrony.

Mishti's fingers gently traced the contours of my face, her touch sending shivers down my spine. Leaning in, I captured her lips in a kiss that spoke volumes, a silent affirmation of our love and desire.

As our lips met in a passionate embrace, the world outside faded away, leaving only the palpable connection between us. In that moment, there was no past, no future-only the intoxicating present, filled with the boundless love and passion that we shared.

And as we stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, I knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, as long as we faced them together, our love would only grow stronger.