SIRF TUM.....💓❤ (only you)

CHAPTER 29: BETWEEN FRAMES AND PROMISES

Author's POV:

Today was set to be a whirlwind of activity. The air was thick with anticipation as the crew prepared for the second and third stages of the photoshoot. It was a day dedicated to capturing the raw beauty of nature, intertwined with the untamed appeal of Hariday Srivastava—a man whose physical presence could rival the natural world itself. The backdrop was nothing short of breathtaking: towering waterfalls cascading into crystal-clear pools, lush greenery encircling the set like nature's fortress, and the vibrant hum of wildlife echoing in the distance. But the real focal point, whether anyone admitted it or not, was yesterday.

Mahalaxmi stood at the edge of the set, her eyes fixed on him with a mixture of apprehension and something deeper, more complex. The schedule ahead demanded major body exposure for Hariday—something she didn't exactly approve of. There was an unspoken tension between them, one that had been simmering beneath the surface for years, and now, with the natural world as their witness, it seemed ready to boil over.

The sky above was a canvas of pale blues and sunlit streaks, casting a soft, golden glow on the scene below. The air smelled of damp earth and fresh rain, the perfect complement to the rich textures of the forest surrounding them. The soft rustling of leaves in the breeze created a delicate melody, filling the silence between the clicks of the camera.

Without a word, Hariday began to strip, knowing full well that Mahalaxmi's gaze was upon him. There was a languid, unhurried grace in his movements, as if he were entirely at ease in this wild, untamed environment.

He first unbuttoned his white cotton shirt, revealing a chiseled chest that looked like it had been sculpted from marble. The shirt slipped off his broad shoulders, unveiling his perfectly defined biceps and triceps, each muscle flexing subtly with his actions. His skin, a sun-kissed golden hue, gleamed under the soft lighting, accentuating every ripple and curve of his body.

Next, he casually undid the button of his black pants, sliding them down to reveal his powerful thighs, firm and muscular, a testament to his strength. Now standing in just his black HRX shorts, Hariday was the epitome of male perfection. His abs, a perfect set of six, were so finely etched that they looked almost too perfect to be real, each one deeply cut, making them appear like the lines of an ancient sculpture. His V-line drew the eyes downward, adding to the already intoxicating allure of his physique.

The women on set were utterly entranced, many of them nearly swooning at the sight of his exposed form. Gasps and hushed murmurs filled the air, and it was clear that they were all struggling to maintain their composure. Even Mahalaxmi, usually composed and in control, couldn't help but let her mouth fall open in shock and admiration. She had always known Hariday was handsome, but seeing him like this, so raw and unguarded, was something entirely different. For a moment, she forgot everything—her reservations, her anger—and could only stare, captivated by the undeniable power and allure he exuded.

Hariday caught Mahalaxmi's wide-eyed stare and couldn't resist a playful smirk. With a subtle, teasing glint in his eyes, he lifted his hand and made a small, flitting gesture toward his own mouth, silently indicating for her to close hers.

Mahalaxmi, still entranced by the sight before her, didn't immediately grasp the meaning of his gesture. She blinked, confusion flickering across her face, her mind still fogged by the overwhelming sight of him.

Seeing her hesitation, Hariday's smirk deepened, and he made the gesture again, this time more deliberately. He raised an eyebrow in amusement, his expression a mix of challenge and affection, clearly enjoying her reaction.

Realization dawned on Mahalaxmi, and her eyes widened further, this time with embarrassment. Her cheeks flushed a delicate shade of pink as she quickly closed her mouth, trying to regain her composure. But the blush that spread across her face betrayed her flustered state.