(Book one of Rajwanshi Series)
What happens when life takes a drastic turn at an unknown point from where return back is not possible???????
The incidents will be unnerving and the consequences larger than life......
The journey of a man and woman...
Nitya was preparing the lunch when she felt a pair of hands encircling her chest and a rock hard front touching her soft back. Atharva's arms encased her in his confines and he nuzzled his face in her hair making her smile.
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Atharva : Need any help??
Nitya turned her face and kissed his cheek : No I am almost done with it!
Atharva : Everything looks mouthwatering and smells amazing!!
Nitya : Uhuh! It should be! It's the first time we are hosting a family lunch for all. Is Agastya ready??
Atharva : Hmm
Nitya : Where is he??
Atharva : In his room
Nitya sighed : That boy! Since you designed his room, I hardly see him anywhere else in the entire house. I don't know what magic it spelled on him but it's like he is drawn like a magnet to his room.
Atharva smirked : Isn't it nice that he likes his room so much! We didn't had to convince him much for sleeping alone. It's makes our night activities more adventurous without any disturbance!!
Nitya blushed and jabbed the side of his rib : Atharva!!!!!
Atharva : What Atharva?? Don't pretend as if it's me only who enjoy that......
Nitya looked down flushed and passed the plate of fresh vegetables towards him : Dice the veggies for salad.....
Atharva chuckled and pecked her cheek : Cute!!
A goofy smile appeared on Nitya's lips and she ducked her head the other side to hide it.
Atharva smiled proudly seeing his work : There it's done. It's looks so nice
Nitya snorted seeing it : It's just a salad Atharva and who cuts the pieces so large??
Atharva frowned : It's easy to pick up a big piece and what do you mean it's a salad?? I can cook just fine.
Nitya raised her eyebrow in mirth : Really?? Let's not go back to first day after our wedding. You burnt three dosa and still couldn't flip it properly. Then remember the time when I had gone to Mumbai for a project work and you overfried the potato wedges you made for Agastya. Also last Sunday you made me a dark blackish brown pancake instead of a crisp golden yellow one??
Atharva : Hey!! It happens some times. You forgot who made dinner last month when you had fever??
Nitya rolled her eyes : Yeah you did great watching YouTube recipe and made khicdi for us......
Atharva smirked : Even though I am not a good cook like you but I am much more talented in other fields. Wanna see?? I can give you a demo right now!!
Nitya eyes widened and she rushed towards their bedroom : I am going to get ready before everyone comes.....
She heard Atharva's laugh behind and closed the door shaking her head. No doubt he is talented in what he said. Her thighs clenched and stomach coiled in anticipation remembering what his skillful mouth, wicked tongue and calloused fingers can do to her body. Shaking her head, she took a quick shower and got changed in a plain silk forest green saree and sleeveless golden blouse. Smiling satisfactory at her reflection in the mirror, she patted herself mentally. Simple yet elegant! Perfect for the occasion!
