Veins Of Obsession

CH - 17 ( Honeymoon)

Morning arrived with the stunning golden glow of sunrise, but the events of the previous night had set a new tone. They both pretended nothing had happened, getting ready for another day on the island.

Ishaan: (sipping his coffee) "What's your plan for today, Mrs. Mehta? Sunbathing or more... business?"

Saanvi: (coolly) "A bit of both, I think. And you, Mr. Mehta? More pretending to be the charming husband?"

Ishaan: "Oh, I'm done pretending. Now, I'm just waiting for you to slip up."

Saanvi: (with a challenge in her eyes) "Funny, because I'm doing the same thing."

They exchanged a long look, and for a moment, the façade cracked-there was a flicker of something genuine in their eyes, a shared understanding of the dangerous world they lived in and the twisted connection they had.

Their honeymoon was far from over.
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The tension lingered from the previous night's attack, but neither Saanvi nor Ishaan were willing to show any signs of fear. They spent the day playing the part of a happy couple on a honeymoon, lounging by the pool, sipping cocktails, and stealing playful glances at each other, all while knowing someone was still watching them.

Unbeknownst to them, a shadowy figure watched from a distance-blending into the other resort guests. His focus was sharp, eyes trained on the couple's every move.

Saanvi reclined on a poolside lounge chair, the sun warming her skin. Ishaan sat beside her, casually reading a book, but his gaze kept drifting to her. He finally put down his book, leaned back, and watched her with a lazy smile.

Ishaan: "You know, if looks could kill, I'd be dead a hundred times over by now. Tumhari aankhon mein jo jalan hai, woh mujhe jeene nahi deti." (The jealousy in your eyes wouldn't let me live.)

Saanvi: (rolling her eyes) "Oh, save your poetic nonsense for someone who cares, Ishaan. I'm just trying to enjoy the sun without you hovering."

Ishaan: (grinning) "Who says I'm hovering? I'm just admiring. Tumhari adaayein, bas... dil ko sukoon deti hai." (Your mannerisms, they just... soothe my heart.)

Saanvi: (scoffing) "Sukoon? Or is it the thrill of getting under my skin?"

Ishaan: (leaning closer) "Maybe a little bit of both. Tumhare gusse mein bhi ek khoobsurati hai, Saanvi." (There's a beauty even in your anger, Saanvi.)

Saanvi shot him an irritated glare, but her lips twitched into a smirk. She turned her face away, pretending to ignore him while fighting the butterflies his words stirred. She knew he was trying to get a rise out of her-and annoyingly enough, it was working.

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Sunset Walk - A Dangerous Interlude

As the sun began to set, they took a stroll along the private beach, the waves lapping gently at their feet. The air was warm and heavy, adding intensity to the atmosphere. The hidden figure watching them followed at a distance, masked by the shadows of the palm trees.

Ishaan: (casually) "You know, I could get used to this. You, me, the ocean... maybe even some peace for once."

Saanvi: (snorting) "Peace? You and I are the last people who deserve peace. Let's not pretend we're normal."

Ishaan: (softly, his voice lowering) "Hum dono waise toh nahi hai, lekin tumhare saath, har lamha khubsurat lagta hai." (We're not normal, but with you, every moment feels beautiful.)