Celebrity Castaway | COMPLETE | MaNan Fiction

50| Tabloid Culture

A/N: Woah, Chapter 50? Can you readers believe that? When I started this story, I kinda knew I cannot wrap it short, but did I have 50+ chapters in mind? Hell, no!

Although, I have to say, I enjoyed penning down every chapter for this book, and once I wrap with the writing, I am most excited to read the whole fiction as one go, as a reader!

Anyway, my heartfelt thank you, to all you readers for sticking with me & the book, when in many cases/times, you have disagreed to the narration; thank you for showing so much faith in my writing!

On that note, I hope you enjoy reading the chapter! See you on the other side..

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Nandini woke up to the vibration of her phone that made a low thudding sound, as it lay on the bedside table next to her. She got up with a start as she quickly bunched the bedsheet close to her chest, to cover her naked body; then she picked up the phone to see Mukti calling her. She sighed. Mukti probably noticed she didn't come home all night, and was trying to reach her, to know her whereabouts. What would she tell her? Nandini looked at the phone for a few seconds more, before disconnecting the call, and texting her that she was fine, and was coming home, in some time. Then she turned around to see the place next to her on the bed, empty.

Manik was up already.

As Nandini glanced at the phone again, she raised her eyes wide! It was ten in the morning and she was still sleeping? Well, she was drunk and they didn't get any sleep until the wee hours of the morning, she reasoned, as she found her thoughts going back to the night before, when she and Manik were intimate and made love. A small blush crept into her cheeks, as she remembered how gentle and loving Manik was. She felt like his each touch was telling her a story of his endless, boundless love to the point of devotion for her. When did this happen? She found herself thinking from the time she married Manik up till now. A lot had happened, but it astounded her to think how amidst all that happened, so much love kept forming in his heart for her. Her thoughts were soon interrupted by Manik clearing his throat. She got startled as she looked towards his bedroom door, and saw Manik standing there, in a white tee and boxers. For a moment her eyes moved to his strong muscular thighs and calves; she remembered the strength they had from last night, and her cheeks turned red.

"Umm..Nandini?" Nandini quickly looked up to see a dazed look cross his face, as he muttered, "You might want to grab the bed sheet till I get you your clothes?" Nandini frowned as she looked down and gasped to realise, she had loosened her hold on the bedsheet and it was now lying bunched on the bed, around her waist, leaving her upper body bare & exposed before Manik's eyes!

She was red in embarrassment, as she quickly pulled up the sheets covering herself, and Manik hastily looked away, and walked into the room. He collected her folded clothes from a settee nearby and handed them to her, all the time looking down, giving her privacy.

"Why don't you freshen up and come out for breakfast." Manik said, avoiding eye contact. Nandini nodded quietly, as he walked out of his room, shutting the door behind him.

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As Nandini walked to their dining area, he found Manik sitting on a chair, looking visibly relaxed as he sipped on his green tea and scrolled through his phone. Nandini couldn't help notice, his hair was a little messy, and as the rays of sunlight filtering through the balcony touched his hair, it looked golden brown on the edges. God had indeed taken his own sweet time in making this man, she mused.

"Hey, come sit, I know you want coffee, but I think you should have this lime water before, it will take care of any possible dehydration or headache." Manik's concerned voice broke through her reverie, as she smiled at him a little.