DHANRAJ SINGH THAKUR x RAGINI SINGH
Book 2 of 'Thakurs series' 🔥
This story depicts 'beauty and the beast', where the 'beauty' is unaware of her healing powers and divinity, and the 'beast' gets enchanted by her powers, and transforms himself compl...
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My life transformed completely with him. A week had passed after the rainy night and our relationship had blossomed more during the cute romantic encounters in the past few days.
His subtle behaviour and care for me was evident enough to decipher his feelings for me. He used to help me get ready, and he had convinced everyone for the attire that I would wear in the mansion. He just didn't like me handling the saree all the time.
He had once mentioned that my exposed waist aroused him, so I should go for comfy clothes normally.
His office was going well. He never left without kissing me, and taking one from me in return. I had started narrating the scriptures to him, and both of us were grabbing the essence of Srimad Bhagavad Gita in the past few days.
He didn't mention Niharika Mathur after that day, so I decided not to poke him to tell me about her. I will definitely talk to Balraj bhaiya regarding this someday.
"This is Dhanraj's favourite. Save a little for him."
Ma instructed me, as I began serving badam (almond) halwa to her.
His favourite!
"Ma, should I visit the office and give it to him?"
I questioned, and Ma glanced at me with widened eyes. She was trying her best to hide that notorious smirk that was all set to dance on her lips.
"I mean, it's fresh right now."
I lowered my gaze, timidness covered every inch of my body.
"That's a brilliant idea."
Ma cheered, bringing an impromptu smile on my face. I could feel my cheeks getting warmer with every passing moment. They must be looking tomato red by now.
"Come on, pack the tiffin."
She asserted, in a cheerful authoritative tone, and I ran like merry deer inside the kitchen to pack halwa for him. A cascade of thoughts began teasing me. How will he react seeing me there suddenly? Will he also feel butterflies like me? What should I wear?
I asked the servants to pack the tiffin properly, as I strode to my room to get ready for him. It's been a week since he had seen me in a saree, so I chose a saffron saree, not red because it held the potential to drive him crazy and that's his office. Balraj bhaiya and Jai bhaiya must also be present there.
It took me just fifteen minutes to drape the saree and wear minimal makeup. I walked back into the kitchen and thanked the servants for their help. The car was waiting for me outside the mansion.
All the way I kept anticipating his reaction once he would see me. I bit on my lower lip and inner cheeks to control myself from blushing.
