Chapter 90

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Aadhira stepped out of the washroom and glanced at him as he sat on the couch, rubbing his face with his palm. After she left, he realized he should have spoken more gently instead of shouting. He knew he had hurt her. She sensed that something was troubling him and that he wasn't okay. She took a deep breath before approaching him. As she stood in front of him, he sensed her presence, removed his hands from his face, and looked up at her. She gently ran her fingers through his hair, and without hesitation, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing a kiss to her belly. She continued stroking his hair, and after a couple of minutes, he looked up at her and quietly said, "Sorry."

Aadhira smiled and sat on his lap, Enna aachu ethathu problem ah he asked.

Aadhiran simply stared at her face, not saying a word. He assumed she wouldn't speak to him and that he would have to convince her to talk. But, contrary to his expectations, she came over, sat on his lap, and gently asked what had happened. Is she the same woman he told just 10 minutes ago to stop acting childish? Understanding someone's mindset requires a level of maturity, so how could he have spoken to her like that?.

He smiled at her and smooched her cheeks, Unaku yen mela kovame varalaya Aadhira? He asked.

Aadhira looked at him, Vanthuchu bayangarama vanthuchu evalo kovamnanu keta she said and looked here and there and her eyes fell on the flower vase, he too followed her eye gaze.

Aadhira: Ahh antha flower vase eduthu apudiye unga mandaila potu odaikanumnu thonuchu she said. Hearing her words, Aadhiran widened his eyes in shock while she continued, Ana apro thaan onnu stuck aachu na oru loose mental ah kalyanam panni irukan athuku porumaina ennanu kooda theriyathu athu thaan vitutan she said.

Aadhiran blinked his eyes, Loose mental na? He asked.

Aadhira: Ama summa kathite iruntha ippadi thaan solluvanga she said.

Aadhiran: Sorry Aadhira inimel ini panna matan, he said.

Aadhira rolled her eyes, Itha thaan epavum sollarenga she said pouting.

Aadhiran: Seriously laddu promise he said keeping his hand on her.

Aadhira nodded her head before muttering, Pakkalam she said.

Aadhiran smiled at her and again mumbled sorry.

Aadhira: Seri enna aachu ipa sollunga she asked.

Aadhiran explained everything, from the call to the information Sathish had shared. "I'm stressed because we have no idea how he keeps finding out everything about us," he said.

Aadhira: "Sometimes, when we don't have any leads, we just need to go with the flow. Eventually, everything will come to light—nothing stays hidden forever. So stop worrying and focus on the present," she said.

Aadhiran nodded his head. She pecked his cheeks and was about to get up from him, only for him to pull her back again.

Aadhiran: Present focus panna sollitu nee enga pora he asked.

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Aadhira frowned at his words and her eyes widened as he rubbed her thigh through her clothes. He took out her hair clip, letting her hair fall freely. He slid his hands under her knee-length nightgown. She felt a shiver run through her spine as his warm hands made contact with her cold skin. She threw her head back, closing her eyes when his hands reached her more sensitive spot. He looked at her face and enjoyed the effect which he is creating. She gripped the collar of his shirt tightly for support as he started to rub her womanhood over her underwear. He resumed caressing her thighs with his knuckles, causing her to open her eyes in disappointment. He leaned to her ears and nibbled her earlobes while mumbling as "ask for it". He started to kiss her jawline, still caressing her thighs. He trailed down to her collarbone while she was thinking how to ask and moaned as he sucked her collarbone. He made her sit and removed her nightgown leaving her in her inner wears. His other hand, which slipped behind her waist, began caressing her waistline.

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