Fated Affection

Chapter 10

In the morning, Aisha was in a deep sleep. Rohan noticed a strand of hair falling across her face, disturbing her slumber. He went near her and gently moved the hair aside. As he did, Aisha woke up and saw Rohan very close to her. Startled, she pushed him away and exclaimed, "What are you doing? I'll kill you! You know I know karate—you got a taste of it on our wedding night!"

As Aisha continued to rant, Rohan grabbed her hand and pulled her close, silencing her with a passionate kiss. Aisha struggled to push him away, but Rohan's strength overpowered her. When she stopped struggling, gasping for breath, Rohan finally pulled back, resting his forehead against hers, both of them breathing heavily.

"See? You can't beat me. I'm strong enough," Rohan whispered, a mix of challenge and affection in his voice. He then turned and headed for the shower.

Aisha sat there, still in shock from what had just happened, her mind racing and her heart pounding.

Aisha grabbed her hair, replaying the moment in her mind. Despite herself, a small smile crept onto her lips, but she quickly shook her head to clear her thoughts.

"No, Aisha, focus," she muttered to herself. "He is a monster. He will regret this. I will make sure of it." Determination hardened her features as she resolved to make Rohan pay for his audacity.

As Rohan came back from the shower, Aisha got up from the bed and marched towards him. Pointing a finger at him, she said, "What did you just do? You can't do that! I will not leave you!"

Rohan stepped closer, grabbing her hand gently. "Please don't leave me," he said with a smirk.

Aisha shook his hand off, glaring at him. "Are you insane? I will make you regret this."

"Oh, please, I'm looking forward to it," Rohan replied.

Fuming, Aisha turned and stormed into the shower. Rohan, still smiling, sat on the couch and started working on his laptop, feeling a strange mix of amusement and anticipation.

Aisha stood in the bathroom, frustrated. "Oh no, I forgot my clothes outside. That monster must still be out there." She peeked out and saw Rohan sitting on the couch, engrossed in his laptop. She quickly ducked back inside. "What now?" she muttered to herself. Realizing she had no other choice, she decided to ask for his help.

As she peeked out again, she noticed Rohan was no longer in the room. Spotting one of his shirts hanging in the bathroom, she quickly put it on and ventured out to find her clothes. Rohan, meanwhile, was talking on the phone outside the room. Through the glass, he saw Aisha in his shirt.

"Hello, sir? Are you there?" the voice on the other end of the call asked.

"I'll talk to you later," Rohan said abruptly, hanging up and stepping back into the room.

Aisha turned to change and froze when she saw Rohan. "You...you...what are you doing here?" she stammered, trying to run away.

Rohan placed his hand against the wall, blocking her escape. "Looking very hot, Mrs. Raichand," he said, his eyes twinkling.

"Let me go," Aisha demanded.

Rohan shook his head with a mischievous smile. Then, Aisha had an idea. "Oh, good morning, aunty!" she called out.

Rohan, thinking his mother had entered the room, turned around. Seizing the moment, Aisha dashed back into the bathroom to change.

Realizing he had been tricked, Rohan started rubbing his head with a smile. He leaned against the wall, blushing as he thought about Aisha in his shirt.............