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Your smile is my eirene

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Parts 4
Time 30m

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Dhara: Rana Sa!! Please have this milk.

Adithya turned around and raised his eyebrows in surprise seeing Dhara standing infront of him holding a tray with a milk glass in her hand.

Adithya: Arey Wah! Rani Sa!! Did you forget that there are people present in this fort only to take care of my food or are you trying to snatch away their jobs?

He asked sarcastically. Listening to him Dhara tightened her hold on the tray and said firmly,

Dhara: No Rana Sa! Neither did I forget about the dutied people nor I have plans to snatch away their jobs. I just brought milk to my husband.

Adithya chuckled looking into her eyes and continued with his voice filled with sarcasm,

Adithya: I am grateful that I have a wife who takes care of me Rani Sa! But unfortunately I trust her only as the queen of Suryagarh. But when it comes to trusting her as my wife, she is the last person I will ever trust especially with my life. So, why don't you drink some milk first and give me some trust that the milk is not poisoned. Who knows the princess of Ratnagarh, the queen of Suryagarh can be a traitor to her own husband.

Listening to him, Dhara gritted her teeth and stood there not moving and inch. Adithya came forward taking the milk glass and kept it near her mouth and indicated her to drink it. Dhara looked at him with fury and then at the glass. She then took the glass in her hand in a tight grip and looked at Adithya who is smirking at her. 

She threw the glass across the room making the milk spill all across the chamber. Adithya's smirk goes wider seeing her reaction. She looked at him with anger and left the room without any words.All Rights Reserved

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"Humpe vishvaas karti hai aap?" He asked, his voice deep, touched with something possessive, something intimate. (Do you trust me?) His fingers found the lace at her back, toying with it slowly. His eyes never left hers-watchful, patient. It wasn't just about trust. It was a question laced with heat, with meaning. There was a pause. Not of doubt, but of weight. Then her lips curved in a quiet smile, soft as a petal opening to dawn. "Khudse bhi adhik." (More than myself.) That was all he needed. He lifted her without a word-her giggle light, her bangles chiming. Her ghagra fluttered as he carried her inside. The bed waited, simple and quiet. He laid her down like a prayer, eyes never leaving hers. Their lips met-slow, aching. Her fingers undressed him. Clothes fell. Skin met skin. Under the sheet, he moved with her-gentle, deep, worshipful. She gasped, clung to him, whispered his name. One rhythm. One afternoon. One unspoken truth.