Twenty one

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Chanakyan

With all my strength, I slash and defeat the bastard who circled me. Then I impetuously rush to aid my Gowthami. She is currently on the ground with a nuisance clutching her hair...

I should have been the one to beat him up but Gowthami takes the lead and hits his head with an iron rod. She appears raged. She keeps hitting him on his head, prompting him to curse and yell at her.

She then makes a strike on the center of his legs and I scrunch my face at the shot. "That's enough, Gowthami," I stop her and she throws the groaning guy a resentful look before facing me.

"Chanakya!!" Someone drew their sword on my back. The pain booms inside me but I swiftly drag my sword back without turning around and terminate him. "Doesn't it hurt!?" She frowns and tries to glance at my back but I halt her. "This is not the time Gowthami..." And just as I say that men swarmed around us.

Their target is Gowthami. Some of our men noted the situation and came to assist us. "You should take her away, Chanakya," Jagan says and I nod.

I should get her to a safe place. The lorry in which our men came by could be of help to escape. "Come with me," Gowthami obeys and we both together approach the lorry but men come to attack us. There were just too many. I haven't fought with such amount of people in all my twenty-seven years of life. If Gowthami was not here, I would have walked all over these bastards with no care for the world. But now, my priority is to put Gowthami in a safe spot. I can't be careless.

I fought with all the bastards that advanced in on us and neared the lorry. However, these guys did something I least expected. They damaged the lorry, the insides, the steering wheel, they broke everything.

Fucking idiots.

"Chanakya...odiralaama kaatukulla?" (Shall we run into the forest?) That seems to be the only way to get out of this ordeal. These scoundrels have construed a barricade behind the lorry, detaining us from running away into the Village through the soil road. Hence using the forest is the best means now.

"Yes," I affirm Gowthami and with our hands clasped tighter onto each other, we flee into the forest. Men tried to follow behind us and some succeeded while others were captured by our men.

Without looking back, we raced inside the dense forest. The sun is leaving the world and it's soon going to be dark. It'll be hard for them to trace us once the night sets in. So until then, we need to run or hide ourselves...

"They've come closer to us," Gowthami rasps, panting for breath. I halted on the place, made her lean against a tree to rest, and dealt with the five bastards who neared us.

Once I finish them off, I heed more sounds of footsteps.

I dashed back to Gowthami and we ran into the thick forest, without glancing back. By the time we stopped, the forest embraced slight murkiness. We both were sweating badly and trying to catch our breaths. Gowthami sits on the base of the tree and I squat near her to detect her.

"I need water," I do too. "There's a river inside the forest but we need to go deeper," she perks up at me and stands up on her foot. "Doesn't your wound hurt?" She examines my back once I raise myself from the ground.

"Thank the god...the blood has stopped oozing out. But we need to clean it," she says in concern and comes to face me.

"Romba valikutha?" (Does it pain too much?) She asks again. Honestly, the wound stings but I don't want to worry her. "It's fine, let's get going," she sighs at my answer and we resume our exploration of the forest.

It was utterly dark when we reached the river and drank water to quench our thirst. "You know to swim, right?" Gowthami gives me a positive reaction.

Across the river, starts our Village. So If we could swim past this river, we could have a place to stay for tonight. There are many small hut houses, built as a substitution for warehouses to store the farmers' harvests.

"Let's go then...we can't stay here all night. We need a roof over her head," she bobs her head at my words and we both dive into the water and swarm across the river.

The night breeze begins to caress our bodies as we step out of the water. "Ow...the wind is too chill tonight," she complains, sauntering up to the hut house with long strides.

The hut house was small but spacious enough for two people to fit in. With the moonlight passing through the little window, I could discern that. It was empty for the most part as the harvest period hadn't come yet...

Then I look towards Gowthami who is undressing herself. Well, she's removing her pants. I couldn't see her clearly but she would have taken her panties down as well, right?

The night is cold but I'm feeling so hot right now.

"Don't you dare go into a romantic mood now..." She blurts out and walks out of the hut. Is she bare down there? I would love to taste her.

After all, I haven't had anything since lunch. I'm starving.

I removed my shirt and hungrily went out to see my Gowthami. Clad in a wet green churidar top, she's spreading her drenched pants and panties on the hut to get them dried.

Oh damn, she's bare.

Upon noticing me, she clears her throat to mask the embarrassment. Smirking internally, I shuffle towards her and put my wet shirt beside her clothes. She becomes flustered and tries to move away but I clutch onto her arm.

She exhales as I lower my head and whisper in her ear, "Should I help you take off the rest of the clothes? You can help me back with the same. Wet clothes causes cold, Gowthami..." I trail off and kiss her earlobe.

She shivers and looks up into my eyes.

"Not here Chanakya...what If someone sees us," she says, distressed. "No one will. This is a secluded part of our Village used only during harvesting time," I assert but Gowthami still hesitates.

"I'm hungry Gowthami," she frowns at me, seeming upset. "I'm also hungry. But we've nothing to consume Chanakya. We've to bear our appetite tonight," she replies earnestly which causes me to chuckle at her naiveness.

"Why should we Gowthami? I can eat you all night...and I would love for you to return the honor," I grope her butt as I say that while she gasps in shock and then steers her eyes to me and glares.

"Ethuku d moraikura ippom!?" (Why are you glaring now?) I spank her on her butt.

She becomes still for a few seconds...then blushes and facepalms herself before running to the hut.

Green signal.

I'm going to ravish her tonight!

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