Chapter 17

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Randhir came out from their room. His eyes were moist.

"Main tumhe kaise wapas lau Sanyukta, kaise!" He sighed and went to the kitchen.

"Ma'am ko lunch de kar aau." He said to the maid and she nodded positively.

The maid go upstairs with Sanyukta's lunch when Randhir stood there unmindful. Suddenly his eyes fall on the fresh dough which kept in the kitchen and his lips curved into a smile as something similar strike to his mind.

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It's a saturday evening when Randhir came back from his office. He open the door and when he entered at their room he was froze there. Their room was all messed up and Sanyukta stood there fuming in anger.

"Hey sweetheart." Randhir forced a smile when Sanyukta gave him a deadly look thus he gulped hard.

"Sorry, zara sa late ho geya!" He stammered.

"Zara sa!" Sanyukta screamed.

"Randhir hum aaj movie jane wale the na, then dinner....aur tum aabhi aah rahe ho?" Sanyukta let out her frustration.

"Sorry baby late ho geya, maaf kar do na please, aare hum chalte hain na movie." He smiled a little.

"Aachha show 1 ghanta pehele start ho chuka hain Randhir, hum keya interval ke baad se dekhenge?" She screamed again.

"Tho keya huya yeh show miss ho geya tho, hum night show par jayenge." He smiled this time brightly.

"Mujhe nehi jana kahi." Sanyukta said angrily and sat in front of the mirror when Randhir hugged her from behind.

"You know you look so beautiful in this saree." He smiled at her through mirror when she glared at him and started removing her ornaments.

"Aare utar kyu rahi ho, hum dinner par jayenge na!" He said hesitantly.

"Kahi nehi jana mujhe aabhi." Sanyukta said angrily and get up.

"Move." She pushed him and went direct to the kitchen when Randhir follow him with thumping heart.

She take some flour in a bowl and pour some water in it and started mixed it.

"Sweetheart I'm sorry, hum dinner par jayenge na, let it be, please." He made a puppy face.

"Don't made that innocent face Randhir!" Sanyukta said angrily.

"Aare I'm innocent baby." He winked at her.

"Just get lost and let me do my work." She glared at him and look at the bowl when Randhir smirked naughtily.

"Sanyukta yeh silk saree pahen kar gas ke saamne jayogi, it's not safe, let's go and change it." He gave a mischievous smile at her.

"Listen, I know your intention very well Randhir but it's not work now, so leave." She showed him the door and concentrate on her work when he wrapped his arms around her stomach from behind and buried his face into the crook of her neck.

"Randhir!" She breathed out.

He slid down the sleeve of her blouse so that her shoulder was exposed. She tremble against him as he placed light kisses on her shoulder.

"Wh....what are you doing?" She managed to say.

"Nothing, just trying to compensate." He whispered when his hands caressed her waist.

"S....stop." She moaned in pleasure.

"Make me." He hushed near her ear and gave love bites on her neck.

His hands reached upwards to touched her famine curves and he pressed them. He pressed her perky beads thus she take his name in dispersion. As his hand massaged her breasts she pressed her back against him thus he smirked as he knew she was turn on now. He then moved his hands down from her breasts and down it to her saree and pulled it upwards along with the petticoat and her breath get more quicker. His hand caressed her panties softly and she shivered as he slid fingers inside the clothe and rubbed her softly.

"Stop it....please." She breathed heavily.

"Told you, make me!" He hushed near her ear and bite it softly.

Sanyukta's anger was slowly melted at his touch so her body also. She turned back and look at him, their eyes met for a second and she pressed her lips on her next. His hands now on her but to pulled her close when she caught his hairs with her flour filled hands and pull him closer for better access.

"I told you that you need badly to change this saree, so allow me now!" He winked at her thus she blushed hard and next he carried her on his arms till their bedroom.

He unpinned her saree and threw it as well as his blazer also. He then placed her on the bed and brushed his lips over her. She gripped his hairs tightly and pulled him close for a mind numbing kiss. He always like her this wild and passionate side. He also started her kissing hungrily. His hand lifted her petticoat up and started caressing her bare thighs. She moaned loudly feeling her body burn in desire. His hands slide between her legs and rubbed the wetness between her thighs making her go insane.

"Randhir....please..." She moaned in pleasure.

Soon their clothes came off and their bodies merged and their heartbeats synchronizing along with their breaths.

"I love you." She finally said.

"I love you too baby." He kissed on her forehead.

"Sorry late ho geya, wo ek last minute meeting aah geya tha." He pouted.

"It's okay." She kissed on his pout.

"So movie?" He asked when she nodded a no.

"Nope dinner, cause you left the kitchen so messy and I don't cooking their tonight." She made a face.

"Is that so, or I was thinking you love our kitchen romance." He winked at her thus she blushed hard.

"Shameless!" She hide her face into his chest when he smiled in satisfaction.

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Randhir smiled remember their golden time but soon his smile faded away as he remember the present.

"I'm sorry Sanyukta, I spoiled everything. I spoiled your life, I spoiled our life, I spoiled our love also. I spoiled every damn thing. Now how can I compensate, haan how?" His eyes brimmed with tears.

"Now how can I get back you, how can I get back us? Why I do this to you, why I do this to us, why....why....why?" He banged his head on the wall hard.

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