WIFE : BOUGHT AND PAID FOR

SHOT 42

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Bhumi's pov

Coorg!

Officially known as Kodaku.

One of the most affluent hill stations in Karnataka. It is well known for its breathtakingly exotic scenery and lush greenery.

Well, that's what Wikipedia said, when I googled to know more about Coorg.

Mr Brahma had extended us an invitation to his birthplace Coorg and Aryamann had accepted it immediately.

That night, after reaching home, he asked me to pack whatever I want and go shopping for other necessary things, since we will be staying in Coorg for a week.

I was confused as to why we needed another honeymoon, but then I realised that it was a show for Mr Brahma's benefit.

Aryamann couldn't possibly deny such an incredible offer, when he is supposedly madly in love with me.

So here we are, at the private estate villa that belongs to the Brahma family.

It was a one and a half flight journey from Mumbai to Mangalore and another three and a half hour car ride to Coorg.

The car journey was silent too.

The sexual tension between us has escalated ever since that business party.

For the last six months, though the attraction was still high, Aryamann had tried to keep his distance from me.

But ever since the day before the party, when we kissed after six long months, everything changed.

The heated looks became even more intense.

The simple touches became even more searing.

Even now, sitting side by side, I could feel the heat radiating off him.

The villa was dark when we reached there, but as soon as the driver brought the car onto their front porch the lights were on.

With the stars in the moonless night sky twinkling, it was the prettiest sight I had ever seen.

"Would you like a drink?" Aryamann asked once we were alone inside.

The effects of the champagne I had in the flight had started to abate a little, but do I want to risk putting any more alcohol into my system? I don't have a huge tolerance for alcohol, after all I am a novice. And I am underage too.

"Non alcoholic," Aryamann added as though he read my thoughts.

"Sure," I said with a small smile.

I followed him through the sprawling reception and into the living room.

Aryamann was walking in as if he knew the villa in and out.

"Mr Brahma had mailed me the floor plan of his villa. So, I pretty much know everything about this villa now," Aryamann explained, seeing the confused look on my face.

Oh! That explains it.

He'd continued through the huge library, through the dining room, diverted round the indoor swimming pool, stepped through huge French doors and out onto a veranda overhanging the outdoor pool.

It was like stepping into a tropical-party area where the only thing missing was the guests.

A bar— a proper bar, with flashing lights, high stools, and everything— was set up at one end.

"I bet Mr Brahma has had some fantastic parties here when he was younger." I said.

Aryamann chuckled at that.