Beneath The Storm (Completed)

Chapter 62: A Ride Into Memories

The car rolled to a stop, and the moment Inaara stepped out, her breath hitched.

Her eyes widened in pure astonishment as she took in the sight before her.

The place was breathtaking-almost unreal, as if it had been plucked from the pages of a novel she often lost herself in.

The vast expanse of lush greenery stretched endlessly, the scent of earth and blooming flowers mingling with the crisp morning air.

A serene lake-like water body reflected the clear sky, shimmering under the golden sun.

Towering trees lined the garden, their leaves rustling softly in the breeze, while vibrant flowers of every hue painted the landscape in bursts of color.

And right in the middle of it all, an imposing yet elegant mansion stood with its timeless grandeur, a perfect blend of sophistication and nature's embrace.

Inaara's lips parted slightly in awe.

This is beautiful... beyond anything she imagined.

Before she could voice her thoughts, a delighted bark pulled her attention.

Dobby had already leaped out of the car, his tiny paws barely touching the ground as he dashed excitedly across the garden.

His tail wagged furiously as he sniffed around, overwhelmed by the new scents and space to explore.

Atharv, who had stepped out after her, watched the little dog fondly before signaling two bodyguards.

"Take care of him," he instructed firmly.

"Yes, sir." They nodded, keeping a watchful eye on the ecstatic puppy.

Just then, an elderly man approached them.

His neatly combed gray hair and traditional attire reflected years of loyalty and service.

The moment he reached Atharv, he bent slightly in a respectful bow.

Atharv turned to Inaara, his voice calm yet authoritative.

"Kaka, she is my wife, Inaara. It's her first time here. Show her around."

The old man smiled warmly at her, his eyes filled with kindness.

"Welcome, madam. Please, come along. I will take you around the estate."

Inaara hesitated for a moment, still absorbing the grandeur of the place.

Before she could respond, Atharv turned to her again.

"You can explore the estate or rest inside the mansion if you want," he said, his voice softer now.

"And if you feel hungry, you can ask the chef to prepare something for lunch. I'll join you soon."

His gaze lingered on her for a fraction longer, as if waiting for a response-perhaps a sign that she was comfortable.

Inaara met his eyes and simply nodded.

"Alright."