I felt tired after such a long, eventful day. Just before the day, I thought that Kunwar-sa would come and that he wouldn’t even notice me, but a lot of things happened in one day that hadn't happened in the previous eight years.
Phew…
I lay on my mattress and closed my eyes.
I could inhale him with my every breath. His cologne was intoxicating, especially when he got sweaty.
I didn’t know what was going to happen next. Or maybe I did. I was to leave for Mahabaleshgarh to get married.
Marriage—second marriage—a thought that had never occurred to me, and then I was here.
After my namesake husband had died, I never thought I’d be able to trust anyone or see anyone with the eyes of love. But it seems destiny had different plans. God sowed a seed in an infertile land.
I couldn’t believe it.
I did not just find any man, but a‘man’, a Prince, an exceptionally handsome, humorous and charming Prince with lots of love, respect, and yes, kinkiness for me.
I just smiled, remembering how he animated the lick to guide me further. He looked divinely attractive in that moment. Irresistible.
I rested for a while in my room until someone arrived and informed me that Kunwar Agastya had called for me.
I went to his chamber, where I had found him seated on the stairs before the bonfire in his courtyard’s garden. It had already turned dark.
I smiled weakly when he turned to look at me.
“Why are you so quiet?” I asked and sat beside him.
He kept playing with the fire with a long wooden stick in his hand.“I don’t know,” he muttered.
I held his chin and made him look at me.“What happened?”
He immediately draped his arms around me in a tight, crushing hug.
“I love you, I love you so much,” he breathed near my ear.“I don’t want you to go. I was missing you, and now you are already going. What will I do? I thought maybe I’ll have my dinner, but now this,” he complained like a child.
I couldn’t help but chuckle, brushing his neck gently to soothe him.
“I’m leaving only to come back. It’s for the wedding, no?” I asked.
He pressed his lips further into the crook of my neck and inhaled deeply.
“But still…” I closed my eyes, trying to wrap my arms around him tighter as he kissed my neck, yet I couldn’t because of his muscular build.
“I love you more,” I whispered and pulled away to look at him.“Don’t you want me to dress up for you?”
“In red?”
I gulped before nodding slightly.
“You’ll look so fuckable in red.”
I immediately pushed him away and stood up to leave.“Bilkul kachra soch hai aapki.”“Such a trashy mind you have,” I exclaimed before he pulled me down again, and I landed right in his lap.
Scurrying away, I quickly shifted beside him, adjusting my dupatta, and he simply laughed, holding my hand until I calmed.
“So, how’re you feeling?” he asked, coiling his arm around my neck.
“Normal,” I muttered, leaning over his shoulder.
