Mr. Chauhan's Bride.

Chapter 6: Heaven.

As he drives, Vir finds his mind consumed with thoughts of Nyra and her question about his relationship status. The sight of Nyra looking out the window silently lost in her world, only adds to his growing realization of his feelings for Nyra.

He glances over at you again, his heart clenching in his chest. The silence becomes too much to bear, and he finds himself speaking before he can stop himself.

"Can I tell you something?" he asks, his voice quiet and tinged with vulnerability.

"ME? yes go on" Nyra nods curious about what the thing is.

Vir takes a deep breath, gathering his courage.

"I know we just met a few days ago," he begins, his voice strained with emotion. "But I feel like there's a connection between us. I don't know how to explain it, but being with you just feels right."

He glances over at you, his eyes searching her face for a reaction.

"What do you mean, sir?" Nyra is too confused about the sudden confession.

Vir pulls the car over to a safe spot and stops, turning to face you fully. He leans in slightly, his eyes never leaving hers.

"What I mean is," he continues, his voice growing softer. "I have started to develop feelings for you, and I can't ignore them anymore."

He watches her reaction closely, anxious for Nyra's response. He's putting himself out there like he never has before, and the fear of rejection gnaws at him.  As he speaks, Vir unconsciously reaches out and places his hand on her waist, pulling her closer to him. His touch is gentle but firm, as if wanting to show how much she mean to him.

He continues to gaze into her eyes, waiting for her reaction. His fingers begin stroking her waist lightly, a gesture that's both soothing and affectionate.

A slight moan escapes her mouth.

At the sound of her moan, Vir's breath hitches in his throat. He feels a surge of desire course through him, his grip on her waist involuntarily tightening.
He swallows, trying to compose himself, but the sound of her pleasure has sent his mind reeling.

"Why. n-nno, you-uu can't love me." Nyra speaks while panicking knowing that she's gonna break again just like others did.

Vir is taken aback by her sudden shift in mood. He sees the panic in Nyra's eyes and immediately retracts his hand, feeling confused and concerned.

"What do you mean?" he asks softly, his voice filled with worry. "Why can't I love you?"

"NO-nnnoo.. noo no one can love me. Its all fake, all this love. You'll just use me for my body, get it and leave me broken. It's all your fucking lust!" Nyra having bunch of emotions bursting up in her brain.

He takes a deep breath, gathering his thoughts before speaking.

"That's not true," he says, his tone firm. "I don't love you just for lust, and I won't lose interest. What we have is real and it's not just a passing phase for me."

"How should.. should i trust you!!" Nyra's voice filled with sorrow , like she's gonna cry out.

As soon as the tears start to stream down her face, Vir's heart breaks for her. He reaches out instinctively to wipe away the tears, his touch gentle and comforting.

"I know it's hard to trust after what you've been through," he says, his voice filled with compassion. "But all I can do is promise you that my feelings are genuine and my love is real. I'll do everything to prove it to you."

He takes her face between his hands, cupping your cheeks gently, and gazes into your eyes.
"Give me a chance," he implores. "Let me show you that not every guy is like the ones who've hurt you before. Let me prove to you that my love is true and that I won't leave you like they did."

Vir's gaze softens as he looks at  Nyra, his hands still holding her face delicately.

"Everything about you," he says, his voice filled with sincerity. "Your strength, your passion, your vulnerability. Every moment we've spent together, every conversation we've had, I've found myself falling deeper and deeper for you."
His eyes flicker with emotion as he continues. "It's not just one thing, it's everything. You're just... special, in ways I can't even begin to explain."

The heat between them starts increasing. Vir closes the distance between them and leans in. His lips meet hers in a gentle, tender kiss.
It's a soft, reassuring kiss, filled with a mixture of desire, care, and comfort. He pours all his emotions into the kiss, trying to convey everything he feels for her without words.

The car was filled with soft moans and whimpers escaping Nyra's mouth.
At the sound of her moan, Vir's desire flares even more. He deepens the kiss, his lips moving more passionately against hers.

He slides one hand to the back of her neck, pulling her closer to him. The other snakes around her waist again, his grip firm but gentle.

He continues to kiss her fervently, his tongue teasingly exploring her mouth. The heat between them both grows, and the only sounds that can be heard are the soft moans and gasps escaping between kisses.

Vir pulls back slightly, his forehead pressed against hers as he tries to catch his breath. "You make it impossible to keep my feelings in check," he murmurs, his voice hoarse with desire.

"Mr. Ch..Chauhan. maybe we should stop." Nyra speaks up, still trying to catch her breath between the two bodies.

Vir nods, reluctantly pulling back further to give her some space. His breaths are heavy, and the look in his eyes is filled with desire and restraint.

"You're right," he agrees, his voice slightly hoarse. "We should slow down. I don't want to get carried away and make you feel uncomfortable."

Later the whole drive was completely silent, just the sound of the engine whooshing. Vir kept his eyes on Nyra watching her looking out from the window, with a bit of... fear?

He remains quiet, giving her the space to gather her thoughts and emotions. But his mind is filled with questions and concern about her wellbeing.
He bites his tongue and focuses on driving, occasionally stealing glances at her and silently hoping that one day she'll feel comfortable enough to open up to him.

The car stopped infront of Nyra's house. Silence still maintained.
Vir gathered courage to speak up " Nyra? Here you are, safely."

Taking your silence as a cue that she's not ready to talk, he reaches out and gently touches her hand.

"Take care of yourself, okay?" he says softly, his thumb stroking the back of her hand.

Nyra pulled away her hand and opens te door and moves out , closing the door without looking at Vir, still with the thoughts of them kissing lingering.

Vir watches as she pulls away and exit the car without a word. He can see the conflicted look on her face, the thoughts of their kiss clearly still on her mind.
He feels a pang of regret and disappointment as she close the door without looking at him. He longs to reach out and stop her, to try and talk to her again, but he knows it's not the right time.

"I better text her tonight." Vir mutters and starts the car.

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As Vir drives, he thinks about what he'll say to Nyra. He doesn't want to come off as pushy or desperate, but he also wants to make it clear that he cares about her and is here for her, always.

'I don't know how and what should I actually do. Mumma, she knows I love her, but i dont know if she does. Maybe she does not.' Vir speaks all of this to himself cursing himself for the kiss and desperation. 

'. But her lips... they were so soft and sweet, and the sound of her moan... Damn it.'' blushes Vir while driving towards his home.

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