Kismat Connection♡

Samyuktha

I should have known.

How can I let my guard down? This...This wasn't supposed to happen. I shouldn't have let him come nearer, let him touch me yet he did and I let it happen. I completely lost my control over myself.

Get hold of yourself, Samy, you can't, you must not fall for his charm.

(One touch was all needed and all your resistance and resolution were

kicked out of the window.)

My inner self said

SPLASH!

SPLASH!

SPLASH!

The water hit my face in a sharp, refreshing burst, its chill jolting me awake and trickling down my skin, pulling me back to my senses.

I stared back at my reflection, my face already turned beetroot colour. I watched that single drop of water run down from the bridge of my nose, slipping through my lips and then trickling down, and as it did slowly, my heart raced.

It raced with the thought of him being so closed, his hands roaming all over my back, my waist, just above the hips.

It raced knowing my n*pples were getting hard and aching for not getting his attention, nearly begging for his touch, but the heat didn't stop here—something deeper throbbed with the anticipation, leaving me drenched with the need.

It raced imagining how close a body was, so close that his signature musk cologne left its mark all over me. I smelled like him, it was comforting as well as terrifying at the same time.

It raced thinking about what could have happened if I had been delayed a little.

How would I have appeared the entire time?

I pushed my hair back on the shoulder, and there it was, a shadowy bruise, tinged with red and purple, tracing the lines of nerves running down the neck, these red bruises telling the story of certain someone's lips lingering too long.

But how could this happen? How come my body didn't move away? It didn't show any signs of resistance, worse it danced under his command.

He must have done to me, maybe cast a spell to get me under his control, like it makes no sense, I want to be near him, eat with him, talk to me, walk with him (you liked before too but just slacker to admit every time, you even like his barely sweetened chai)

Another voice taunted from inside, I am starting to hear it often, very strange.

I examined the bruise and began to lightly touch it and yeah, tingles ran down, again reminding me of the memory of the story of a stolen hickey.

"Yeah, you are totally right. He is so handsome!!!" I heard the commotion and quickly pulled my hair forward, blocking any chance of spotting him. Soon, the girls entered the restroom while chit-chatting, still seeing me. Then they just nodded in acknowledgement and went to their business. Yeah, these are like the neutral people, neither hating nor loving, just accepting me as the wife of their CEO.

I don't mind, it's even better for them when I leave, so no big deal.

I returned to my desk.

The head and manager of our team shared all the necessary details in the meeting, including the other company's role in the project. The upcoming month will be full. After the song is composed, it might be shot in different locations.

It was already 7 pm, after wrapping up the work, I gathered all my courage and was on my way to Rudraksh's room but his PA informed me that the driver was waiting downstairs since Rudraksh left early. It confused me about his absence, was he more embarrassed than me? I smiled a little, I had no idea he was the shy type. I opened my phone hoping for a message but there was none.