Page 49 of ARIDHI: His Never-Ending Desire

My Ardhangini is looking so gorgeous, attractive and abso-fucking-lutely addictive.

Only I know how I wish every single day to hide her somewhere only I have access to.

I can never take my eyes away from this woman. The woman who is soon going to become my wife.

My Wife. The word sends tingles in each of my bones.

She is pretty but not like those girls with makeup in the magazines, series or movies.

She is pretty for the sparkle in her dazzling blue eyes that are as deep as an ocean.

Her eyes seem like a curse to me because whenever I look at them, I realise that I finally found a home.

And now I'm afraid to be a homeless guy without them in my life.

She is not only pretty but the most beautiful for the way she thinks herself as.

The way she smiles, the way she laughs, the way she speaks, the way she walks, the way she sits, the way she sleeps, the way she breaths, the way she exists, all the ways about her are just majestic.

And I hate to share all of these parts of her and her with anyone.

There is no doubt I became aggressive when I tracked her location, only to make sure she is safe, and saw her visiting that cafe with Ishir.

But the anger subsided as fast as it took over me when she took my nickname in the voice she uses only for me.

She may have not realised it but I do. I fucking notice every move of her and will never get bored while observing her.

Her eyelashes slowly moved in a blink, still contemplating the fact that I suddenly became childish.

"You heard it, woo me now because I'm angry." I can't help myself repeating again.

"More like jealous." She added while wrapping her arms around my neck.

The touch of her hands on me does something in my body I could never understand.

"I was jealous when you weren't officially mine but now that you are, I have become dangerously territorial, Ms Rathore."

"Ohh?" Her lips parted, on purpose I will say to allure me.

Little did she know she doesn't have to do anything to allure me because I'm already entangled with her to the extent I can't go against her.

Fuck, I can hurt myself a million times instead of hurting her just once.

"I'm not Ms Rathore yet." She traced her fingers in a circular motion on my shoulders.

"You became my Ms Rathore from the day your voice broke the principle of my life and I sat my eyes on you." I whispered in her ear, making her blush.

"Which principle?" For a brief moment, her eyes moved on my chest then back on me.

"The principle of not finding any girl attractive."

She pulled me closer by holding the collar of my shirt, "How did you find me attractive then?"

Should I tell her the exact reason?

Should I explain the exact moment?

Should I confess the exact feelings of that time?

Nuh-uh, maybe it's not the right time.

She knows about me changing school for her and that I heard her voice before actually looking at her face.

But still not the exact details. I will save that confession for our wedding day.

"Told you, your voice." Snuggling my head in her neck, I kissed all the way from her jaw to her shoulders.

"Just that?" Her voice came out breathy and chappy.

"Your beauty, physically, figuratively and spiritually." I sucked the area I kissed and left a hickey on her neck by biting there.

"Ahh Ruvit!" She moaned while grinding her nails in my biceps, her hands shaking.

I looked at her, already a blushing and moaning mess. Fucking Goddess.

I loosened the tie around my neck and opened the top button of my shirt.

My hand came on her waist to press her against me.

"I told you to woo me, not to make yourself worshipped by me." I held her chin with my free hand, my thumb caressing her lips.

"This is called worshipping?" She said with frustration.

It's a fucking turn on when she doesn't hide her intensity and desire of wanting me.

"No, this is just a serving before worshipping." I smirked, "Strip, if you want to get worshipped."

"Pervert." She mumbled, her cheeks turning a shade bright red as I smudged her lipstick.

"Only for you." I winked, "Now, are you stripping or not?"

"Of course not. What if someone sees us?" She almost shouted as if to prove her point that there is someone seriously watching us.

"Let's do it in the car then." I grinned and she scrunched her nose.

"No, there are many other exciting things other than doing it." She protested.

"What's more exciting than fuck?" As soon as the words left my mouth, she covered it with her palm.

"You shameless man!" She bit down on her lips, giving me an invitation to feast on her lips.

I did. From nibbling on her lips, sucking the smudged lipstick to devouring her lips with our tongues entangled.

Her cheeks cupped in my hands, she moved her lips with mine in a symphony.

She pulled out as she huffed due to lack of oxygen.

Her eyes met mine, the dazzling shade of her eyes now turning dark blue.

I captured her lips again and feasted on them as if it was my last meal and the only thing to keep me alive.

She didn't mind as she tried to match my pace.

My one hand cupped her breast over her dress and she moaned in my mouth, awakening the beast inside me.

The other hand squeezed her thighs.

Her nipples turned hard due to the assault of my fingers on them.

Her continuous moans and whimpers surrounded us.

I break the kiss only to see her panting and staring at me with her intoxicating eyes.

I stopped fondling her breasts and nipples which was not appreciated as she glared at me.

I raised my eyebrows in question.

Wasn't she the one calling me pervert and worried about someone seeing us?

"You bastard, finish what you started."

"Guess what Darling?" I started, "Beg for it and I might. Because initially I was angry and you still need to make it up for me."

"I'm not going to beg you." She frowned.

"Then forget about finishing-" My words left unsaid as she pulled me in a kiss.

Uh-huh, just a lioness showing wae she is called lioness.

When I didn't kiss her back, she bit so hard on my lips that I wondered if she drew out blood.

"I will go and find another man if you can't satisfy me." She threatened, making my blood boil at the mention of another man.

"Not unless you want him 6 feet deep beneath the ground." I dead-pan.

She pushed me and jumped off the hood, fixing her hair and dress.

"Aridhi." I warned if she is planning to go with her threat. Not that I will let her.

"I know I'm engaged so finding another man was just an attempt to get on your nerves."

"Congratulations, you succeeded." I clapped with a sarcastic smile.

"Thank you very much!" She flipped her hair before forwarding her hand, "Give me the car keys."

"Are we still on the plan of stripping, fucking and satisfying you?"

"Don't be delusional. Tomorrow is a grand day, I need my beauty sleep." She narrowed her eyes but I gave her the keys whatsoever.

She walked to the driver's seat as the car beeped on the click of the Rolls Royce keychain.

I didn't even move from my place and she is already sitting inside the car.

"Do I need to send a special invitation for you to sit?" Her loud voice echoed in the area.

"Preferable." I lifted my shoulder nonchalantly.

I expected her to at least open the door of the passenger's seat for me but here goes nothing.

She laughed which was unnecessary, seeking my situation, "Ruv, I'm the girl here."

"That's wae I love you, right?"

Her eyes crinkled, the laugh subsiding her face. It went pale as if she was hearing something shocking.

Surprisingly her reaction to a simple and indirect 'I love you' is better than the one she had when I gave a whole damn confession speech.

Girls are really hard to understand and my girl tops the list.

Composing herself really quick, a smile broke free on her face again.

She got out of the car and walked towards me, "Does that mean if I was a guy, you wouldn't love me?"

Another hypothetical question.

"If it was the case then I might be the girl and of course I would have loved you." I replied, the urge to pull her closer and kiss the fuck out of her rose again.

I might fuck her hard before reaching back to hotel.

I might not let her sleep whole night but then again, her beauty sleep. Got her priorities set.

She shook her head with a sigh and opened the door of the passenger's seat.

"Here we go my prince, now sit. No need to throw tantrums like a girl." Straight out flirting.

I grinned helplessly and gave her a kiss on the forehead before proceeding to sit inside the car.

She circled the car and settled in the car.

Once she started driving, I started pampering her with kisses on her cheek, neck and anywhere I could reach without disturbing her.

Doing a few hand gestures like squeezing and caressing her thighs, I completely forgot about the urge to fuck her.

She didn't shake me off. That means progress.

?

The hairs on the back of my neck awakened, sending shivers throughout my body.

A weird kind of feeling arose inside me. Maybe disgust?

Because there is someone who is watching me.

And no, it's not Ruvit as he is busy having his dinner, it's someone else.

I feel protected and warm under Ruvit's gaze but all I'm feeling right now is the emotion I thought I buried deep inside my heart after my grandpa's accident.

Fear.

I'm well aware that this sudden emotion means nothing which could be ignored.

I glanced over my shoulder, and looked around carefully. No suspects.

The hotel was supposed to make me feel safe at least, but this person is smart enough to break through the security or some shit formalities.

It enlightened me then.

What if this is the same person who is associated with all those strange texts and calls and even that envelope?

The same person who sent me that video of my grandpa's accident with Ruvit's car.

No doubt this person has a hidden motive behind all his actions; separating me and Ruvit.

However, Ruvit makes it difficult for me to live separately from him, even if it needs to be pretended.

Yes, I demanded time from him because I was not able to process that piece of our past but also in order to approach that bastard.

But now that I think about it should I tell all this to Ruvit?

Like I really never planned to hide anything from him but what if Ruvit fails to pretend and actually mess up?

It's not like I don't trust him but he behaves like I'm the oxygen he breathes, I'm the beat to his heart and ying to his yang.

In such a situation, how will he even pretend to stay away from me?

But then again, the more I push him, the more closer he come.

I should tell him. Yeah that's the right decision because I also can't live without him.

But first, I need to get rid of these disgusting eyes, digging holes at my back.

The worst thing is Ruvit is just sitting in front of me and yet that asshole has the audacity to make me feel like this.

Maybe because I'm letting my brain control over me and my thoughts.

Does Ruvit feel the stalker's presence too?

Looking at his calm demeanor, either he is camouflaging his actual emotions or simply ignoring the minor.

"Wae aren't you eating?" Ruvit's question broke the chain of my thoughts.

"I am full." I don't think I would be able to eat anything right now in fact I feel like vomiting.

"Aridhi, is something wrong?" He frowned, concern setting up on his eyebrows.

"What?" I'm actually caught off guard at his question.

Are my expressions readable?

He tilted his head, "You seem lost in your own head for the past 3 minutes and 44 seconds."

He noticed...he actually noticed?

I thought he was completely indulged in his dinner and here he knows the exact timings.

"Tell me who got your attention. And don't you dare say nothing."

Instead of saying anything, I took out my phone and messaged him.

I will tell you everything in the room. For now, just trust me and behave like any toxic guy on that accident topic.

I hit send and thank god his phone was on vibration mode.

He raised his eyebrows at me and thank god once again because of his perfect reaction.

My eyes are probably communicating with him to check his phone after sometime and act neutral and blank.

He seems to understand the situation now and like any professional actor, Ruvit checked his phone.

Probably after reading my text, he stood up from his seat aggressively.

"So, it's over now that you know the truth?" He looked at me with pure anger.

That actually sends chills even though I know he is acting.

I slightly nodded, staring back at him with cold eyes.

"Aridhi, I loved you but you made a mistake for not trusting me enough." His words were enough high pitched for everyone to hear.

Thank god, this hotel's dining area is only filled with local people who aren't interested in some business people shit.

Otherwise, it might also affect our public image and our engagement.

He left angrily just like I wished him to. I'm surprised by the way he acted just now.

I am not feeling those disgusting eyes anymore and I felt happy inside.

Maybe I succeeded in bluffing him!?

Please Kanhaji, just let that asshole believe that Ruvit and I are no longer together.

Rest I will plan with My Ruvit.

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Please don't stay confuse.

Ask me if you didn't understand anything. It's an important part.

Other than theory, you can guess who is this mysterious person.

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