Shivanya - Her Rana Sa's Obsession 18+

43. Sexual tension 💦

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Author's pov

She was sleeping so soundly in his arms without caring about anything. He bring her at different side of palace while make her lay on the bed.

He stayed there not moving even an inch keeping an eye on her breathing that she won't get scared even in her dreams. He looked out of the window, it was getting more darker by each passing second. He doesn't realize how much time has passed since he was sitting there.

He was going to stood up when she clutched his finger tightly in sleep.

"Don't leave me..dont leave your sword arya..you are a warrior..you can't leave sword " she kept mumbling while sobbing silently.

He brushed his thumb on her finger and gulped. He forward his hand to caress her hair but stopped noticing dried tears marks on her cheeks.

He took back his hand while taking a deep breath.

He bend a little and come closer to her ear.

"I am not leaving you bacha...sleep like a good girl. Leave my finger " he ordered in last line.

A scowl formed on her face not leaving his finger instead hold it more tightly. 

"Such a kitten you are.  Give me some seconds. I will let you hold me however you want. Okay my Jaan " he whisper in her ear .A little smile formed on his lips noticing looseing her grip on his finger.

He couldn't get over this feeling when she respond to his every word even in her  sleep.

For her, it was a dream, but for him it was his reality.

That he could even rule in her dreams.

He pulled over the blanket to cover her while his expressions changed to seriousness.

On other side.

"Who started that fire ?" King asked

"I asked guards but they were saying that they don't know how suddenly everything started burning " rituraj replied while sitting in front of him.

"What about our deal king ? You know our kingdom has supplied not just food but also a huge quantity of weapons to your kingdom. "

Before king could speak ethiraaj came there in anger

"Baapu sa...why the hell did you give him title of Raana sa at first place. It was mine. I am the next successor of this kingdom not that blood of bastard" ethiraaj throw tha vase in anger. Rituraj and king was staring at him.

"Would you have won the war for me which he won at that time ?" King glared him.

Ethiraaj fisted his hand .

"Don't you dare to raise your voice in front of me again  " king snapped at him.  Ethiraaj calmed himself noticing him getting angry. 

"But Have you seen how he behaved in raaj sabha ? Am sure he was planning to take this kingdom baapu sa. But this kingdom is mine. Only mine   "ethiraaj almost gone mad and  took Advay's turban and was going to wear it when they heared a loud voice.

"Don't you dare "

Ethiraaj saw advay entering in the room and fisted turban in his hand noticing his royal cape still pinned on his shoulder while his aura was more darker than before.