Suddenly, someone grabbed my hand and pulled me aside.
A gasp escaped my lips, but before anyone noticed, a hand covered my mouth and pressed me gently against the wall behind the curtains.
My eyes widened when his green eyes met mine.
He slowly removed his hand.
“You shouldn’t be here,” I whispered.
He frowned, and before I could say more, he leaned in and kissed me.
My fingers tightened on his chest, and my head tipped back slightly as his hand slipped into my hair, cupping the nape of my neck. His other hand encircled my waist, holding me close, and the moment he began sucking my lips, my eyes fluttered closed.
I gave in to the kiss, winding my arms around his shoulders, pulling him nearer.
“I love you,” he murmured.
I opened my eyes, meeting his gaze.“I know.”
He kissed me once more and pulled back just slightly.
“No,” he said quietly.“I truly love you.”
I touched his cheek.“What’s wrong?”
He closed his eyes briefly.“I don’t know. I’m scared.”
“Of what?”
“Of hurting you.”
I rose on my toes and kissed him gently.
“If you ever do, though I know you won’t, I’ll punish you for it,” I said lightly.
He smiled.“Thank you.” And pressed his lips against mine shortly, then rested his forehead against mine.
“This is our wedding,” he breathed.“Enjoy every moment to the fullest. I know it’s your second marriage, but I want everything to be special for you. I want you to feel like this is the only wedding destiny has ever written for you. I just want you to be the happiest woman on your wedding day.”
I smiled and kissed his cheek.
“I am happy. Happier than I’ve ever been,” I said, overwhelmed by the feelings.“I love you so much.”
He kissed my forehead and stepped back.
“Alright, they’ll be looking for you.”
He disappeared down the corridor, leaving me flushed and flustered. I didn’t know why, the way he had drawn me away, I expected a heated, sensual exchange. I exhaled; my mind was far dirtier than his.
I quickly rejoined before the others noticed I was gone.
They bathed me first in oil, then milk, and finally water. Everything felt surreal, sacred, and unlike anything I had ever experienced.
In the evening after dinner, as I lay resting on my bed, Reva rushed in and sat beside me.
“Suman…” she huffed.
“What happened?” I asked.
