Scarlet of love - played by destiny

6. The Sensual Haldi!

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VEER'S POV

"You missed your Haldi Bath. Its an important ritual to fulfill. Shall we?"

Her brows quirk in confusion. She is exactly how she was. When I first saw her. She didn't recognize me. But, I can never forget her.

Clearing her confusion, I take some Haldi in my hand, rubbing between my fingers and thumb, to soften it. She is here, she'll be mine. While I become her's that night, years ago.

I slowly apply the haldi on her face, my hands almost slipping on her velvet skin. She closes her eyes tight. As, I move to her other cheek, she slowly opens her eyes. Her blue eyes, are as clean as sky and as dangerous as the ocean. She can devour me entirely, with merly a look. She didn't blink her eyes, constantly staring in mine.

Is it fear or something else? I really can't read her expression. Locked in her blues, I reach for her hand, holding her wrist, taking Haldi in her hand, I move her hand on my face. Her fingers sliding over, I press my face lightly in her hand.

Her lips parted a little, breathing deep. She gulps. My eyes run down on her neck to the curves of her waist. Taking more Haldi in my hand, I intentionally graze my fingers on her stomach, near her belly button.

A soft gasp, left from her lips. That is the most intoxicating sound I have ever heard. More vinous than any wine. My eyes again find hers. As I snake my hand around the curves of her waist, until her delicate body is pressed against mine. I can feel her heartbeat faster, as I slides her hairs to one side. My fingertips grazing her shoulder blades.

She turns her face in my neck. Her warm breaths falling on my skin. Sending the shrivel down my spine. Gathering her hairs to a side. Her almost bare back is tense under my touch, as the cool of haldi drips on her back. Her hands clenching on her lehenga on her sides.

Pulling away, with our faces just an inch away. Her eyes are closed, feeling every touch I have to offer her. Her breathing is fuelling my desire more, aching. To touch her more, explore her more.

As much as I want to stop the time, just to stay with her in this moment. But, I know my self-control has its limit. And she is not making it easy for me.

With a swift moment, I take her on the ground. Her eyes flutter open. Confused. Embarrass by her own feelings. I can tell. Her gaze from me to ground. I take few steps back. Her breathing starts to settle slowly.

Just, when she thought I am leaving. I put the water on her from the pot directly. Catching her off guard. She took a sharp breath in. I keep pouring water on her till all the haldi from her body washes off. Water dripping over her skin, is making this more torturous.
Covering her with a cloth.

I make my way to door. "Come soon, I'll be waiting." i say without turning to her, cause if i do, I won't be able to walk away.

She'll be mine. From today onwards, after we take our vows before holy fire. She'll be mine. And, I'll be hers. She hates me for now, but someday she will love me. I'll again see that carefree happy smile on her face. When? I don't know. But, I will. Even if I have to wait all eternity.

Destiny played us. What was supposed to be my calm. Is bind with my pain. This scarlet of our love... Pain and calm. What am I going to do?

After a while, sound of anklets fill the air. She came down walking on aisle. A walking daydream, I'm watching from the last three years. Finally becoming my reality. All these expensive jewellery and clothes, can't outshine her beauty. She is herself a magic. A charm, binding my soul.

I can't remove my eyes from her. Eager to meet hers. She keep her eyes downcast. Though I know, they don't hold the same feelings for me, as mine do for hers. But, I want her eyes to meet mine. But she didn't. I sit beside her, in the wedding pavillion.

Chants of ritual echoes loud in air. With every completing step of rituals, the few ministers, soldiers and maids shower us with flower petals.