His Unrequited Love

Chapter ~ 28

Reyansh's gaze was fixed on Aadrika, who was looking back at him with a mixture of curiosity and allure. The delicate fabric of her dress clung to her figure, casting an ethereal glow around her.

Reyansh felt a tightness in his chest as his breath caught at the sight of his wife. Unable to resist any longer, he stepped closer, wrapping his right arm around her waist, pulling her gently yet firmly toward him.

In that moment, their eyes locked, and Reyansh was captivated by the sparkle in Aadrika's gaze—a silent language of desire flickering between them. He recognized the unspoken emotions dancing in her eyes, and his own feelings mirrored her longing, as if they were two souls intertwining in an unbreakable bond.

"Aadrika," he murmured softly, his voice barely above a whisper.
Aadrika’s face lit up with a radiant smile that melted his heart. She leaned in, closing the distance between them, and captured his lips with a passionate kiss that ignited a fire within him, quickening his heartbeat to a frantic pace.

He held her tightly, savoring the moment as if it were the culmination of years of yearning and desire, a thirst he had longed to quench.

"Reyansh," she breathed, her voice a sultry whisper that sent shivers racing down his spine, unraveling his restraint.

"Aadrika, please… don’t do this. I won’t be able to hold back," he warned, his voice thick with barely contained desire.

With a teasing glint in her eye, she leaned in, her lips brushing against his jawline before she whispered sweet nothings in his ear, igniting every nerve ending in his body.

"I want to melt into your arms, Reyansh," she murmured, her voice barely audible. "Hold me. Claim me Reyansh."

Her eyes, pools of yearning, met his.  He crashed his lips onto hers, a ferocious kiss that spoke volumes of their unspoken needs. 

Their kiss growing more intense and fervent. He swept her off her feet, lifting her effortlessly into his arms, and made his way to the bed, laying her down gently on the mattress. He hovered over her, their breaths mingling as he kissed her passionately.

"Reyansh," she moaned, her voice a sweet melody that echoed in his mind. As she trailed kisses along his collarbone, he groaned, lost in the intoxicating sensations.

But just as he began to lose himself completely in her warmth and the depth of their connection, reality snapped him back into consciousness.

Reyansh woke with a start, sitting bolt upright, his body slick with sweat. He looked around, the familiar contours of his room slowly resolving themselves from the swirling remnants of the dream. He found himself slumped on the couch, a sigh escaping his lips as he took in his surroundings.

"Damn it, not again," he muttered under his breath. "What is wrong with you, Reyansh? But she is my wife. If I can’t harbor these feelings for her, then for whom? She has every right to my desires."

He closed his eyes, the weight of his longing pressing against him.

"I need to address this... now."

Steeling himself, Reyansh glanced at Aadrika, who lay peacefully asleep on the bed, her serene beauty captivating him. He stood up from the couch and approached her, watching her delicate features, her hair spilling softly across her face. He gently brushed a stray strand aside, his heart swelling with love.

"Damn, I know you wouldn’t appreciate any man harboring such thoughts about you, my sunshine," he whispered softly.

He paused, his voice softening further. 

"I hope you'll see my love, Aadrika. Hope you'll accept me, flaws and all."

He leaned down, about to brush a tender kiss on her forehead, but hesitated, his throat suddenly dry.  He swallowed, his resolve faltering.  Instead, he gently stroked her hair, giving her head a gentle pat, a silent promise of his love.