Reposting it because I've received numerous emails stating that Chapter 25 isn't opening.
Author's POV
Aayansh, who, after arriving at the party, sat alone at the drink counter, drinking in frustration, when a girl approached him.
The girl came up to him and said, "Hi."
Aayansh, who was ignoring her, was solely focused on the recent argument with Radhi.
He was furious because every time he thought of having a romantic conversation with Radhi, she always reminded him of their impending marriage.
Aayansh ordered a drink from the waiter, despite showing no interest in the girl.
Yet, the girl was so persistent that she stayed there, attempting to strike up a conversation from time to time.
Aayansh, consumed in his thoughts, continued to drink without acknowledging her efforts.
Meanwhile, he noticed Radhi, who had just entered the party.
Although inwardly delighted to see her, Aayansh pretended to be angry and turned his face away.
Waiting for almost five minutes, Aayansh thought, "She can't be that far. How can she take so long?"
Curiously, he looked in the direction where he had seen Radhi, but she was nowhere to be found.
Aayansh scanned the room, looking for Radhi, and spotted her chatting with a guy at the end of the drinking corner.
Seeing her with someone else, Aayansh thought, "I thought she would regret leaving in anger, but maybe not."
Turning his head in frustration, he noticed the girl sitting beside him and got an idea.
He greeted the girl sitting beside him with a "hi."
As if waiting for his "hi," the girl immediately responded and began introducing herself.
Minutes passed with small talk between them.
Aayansh, glancing at Radhi from time to time, hoped she would do something, but she remained passive.
Aayansh thought to himself, "Looks like time is not on my side with this plan."
He forced a laugh at the girl's unnecessary jokes.
As Aayansh looked at Radhi again, he saw her engrossed in her phone, thinking, "Seems like there's no point."
Suddenly, the girl grabbed his hand and asked, "Are you somewhere else in your mind?"
Aayansh felt uncomfortable with the sudden hand gesture and quickly pulled his hand away, about to say something, when he noticed Radhi approaching them.
"Finally, you're here to rescue me from this chatterbox," Aayansh thought to himself as he focused on Radhi.
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Radhi, seething with silent anger as she watched the girl flirt with Aayansh, struggled to contain her fury. Yet, when she saw the girl take Aayansh's hand, she couldn't bear it anymore. Rising from her seat, she marched towards Aayansh with determination in her eyes.
With a mix of determination and love, Radhi approaches them.Aayansh, on the verge of standing, pauses as Radhi promptly settles herself onto his lap, gently and begins kissing him passionately.
Aayansh, initially surprised by Radhi's sudden kiss, soon melted into the embrace, feeling the depth of her passion.
As they kissed, Radhi's hand slid beneath Aayansh's shirt, while Aayansh held her waist firmly.
Lost in each other's arms, they kissed with fervor, shutting out the world around them, consumed by the intensity of their connection.
Their lips met passionately, each moment filled with emotion, until they were forced to pause for breath, still enveloped in the warmth of their embrace.
Despite their reluctance to admit their feelings for each other, they inevitably drifted apart.
Seated across from Aayansh, the girl's mouth hung open, struggling to discern if the recent events were genuine or merely a figment of her imagination.
"Close your mouth before a fly decides to make itself at home," Radhi remarked, her expression a blend of amusement and solicitude as she watched the girl.
Instantly, the girl obeyed, clamping her mouth shut, her thoughts swirling in the whirlwind of uncertainty and disbelief.
"Well, I must say, you're quite shameless, sitting there and staring at us as if we're the ones committing some sin. Aren't you feeling any shame, making such suggestive remarks between a husband and wife?" Radhi says to the girl, her tone tinged with frustration and incredulity.
"Wife?" the girl asks, her voice betraying surprise and confusion.
Aayansh, who had been captivated by Radhi's presence all this while, listens intently to her words and responds to the girl's question with a mix of pride and affection, "Yes, she's my wife," his gaze fixed passionately on Radhi, his smile revealing his deep admiration.
The girl, now completely embarrassed and flustered, rises from her seat, her voice trembling as she utters, "Excuse me."
Radhi, acknowledging her apology, tells her firmly yet politely, "Excused you," and gestures for her to leave.
As the girl swiftly leaves without any delay, she bids Radhi goodbye.
As the girl disappears from view, Radhi, who had been seated on Aayansh's lap for quite some time now, tries to stand up from his embrace. However, she finds herself unable to do so because Aayansh's grip prevents her from doing it.
Radhi summons her strength and somehow frees herself from Aayansh's grasp around her waist. Just as she stands up, Aayansh seizes her hand, pulling her close to him, causing Radhi to once again find herself seated on Aayansh's lap.
"Radhi, you cannot leave me in this situation like this," Aayansh says, tightening his grip around Radhi's waist.
As Radhi settles once again onto Aayansh's lap, she senses the firmness of his arousal pressing against her.
In the quiet recesses of her mind, Radhi acknowledges, "This time, I have entangled myself in this web."
Radhi gathers her courage and takes a deep breath before proceeding.
"Everyone is staring at us, Aayansh," Radhi says, her voice faltering with nervousness.
Aayansh responds with calm assurance, "Well, let them watch. What does it matter to us?" his tone expressing confidence and indifference to the onlookers.
"Aayansh, this doesn't seem right," Radhi expresses softly.
"And what about the kiss you gave me earlier?" Aayansh murmurs into her ear, his voice dripping with charm as he plants a kiss on her neck.
Aayansh's gesture sends Radhi's heartbeats, already accelerated by their proximity, into a frenzy.
Radhi finds herself torn between the rapid thumping of her heart due to their close proximity in this situation and the possibility of nervousness.
Deep in thought, Radhi wonders, "Could it be that I've developed a heart condition? Hearts beat this fast only when there's something amiss with the heart."
"Radhi, I want to say something," Aayansh whispers, placing another gentle kiss on her neck.
"Aayansh, I think you've had too much to drink. We should head back to the room now," Radhi urges, her tone tinged with concern and determination.
"No, I don't want to go," Aayansh insists, his voice laden with desire as he plants a kiss on Radhi's ear.
"Why don't you want to go?" Radhi asks Aayansh, her tone reflecting a blend of confusion and insistence.
"I feel good right here, in this situation, in this position," Aayansh responds, his voice conveying a sense of comfort and satisfaction.
"Aayansh," Radhi calls out his name, her tone echoing with a plea for understanding.
Aayansh kept kissing Radhi repeatedly, and now things were spiraling out of control, making it increasingly difficult for Radhi to manage.
With a trembling voice, Radhi says to Aayansh, "Aayansh, let's go to the room. I also need to tell you something."
"Then tell me, I'm listening," Aayansh says, gently moving aside Radhi's hair.
"Not here, let's go to the room. I'll tell you there," Radhi suggests in a seductive tone, hoping it might sway him.
Her mind races with the possibility that her plan might work, and indeed, Aayansh agrees to go along, just as she had envisioned.
Radhi's POV
I managed to bring Aayansh along with me outside the room, my heart pounding with a mixture of apprehension and curiosity.
As I opened the door to my room, I was struck by the sight inside, my eyes widening in disbelief and astonishment.
Our resort room was adorned with roses and candles, a scene of unexpected romance that momentarily left me speechless, my mind racing with questions about whether we'd made a mistake.
In the midst of my uncertainty, Aayansh remained composed, his demeanor calm and collected as he confidently entered the room. Feeling a surge of doubt, I grabbed his hand, halting his progress, and pleaded, "Wait a minute, let me check if this is our room."
"Relax, come in, this is indeed our room," Aayansh reassured me, his voice soothing as he gently pulled me inside.
"I know, Aayansh, this is our room, but what harm is there in double-checking?" My voice trembled slightly, a mixture of anxiety and longing evident in my words as I verified the room number once again, finding solace in the confirmation that we had indeed entered the right room.
"The room seems fine, so maybe it's not a mistake from the resort staff," I suggested, my voice tinged with uncertainty and a hint of hope.
"Forget about all that, and tell me why we came to the room from the party," Aayansh said calmly, his tone gentle as he settled me beside him on the bed.
Lost in my thoughts, I remained unaware of Aayansh unbuttoning his shirt. When I finally noticed, my heart skipped a beat.
Startled, my voice quivered with nervousness as I exclaimed upon seeing Aayansh unbuttoning his shirt, "Aayansh, what are you doing? Why are you unbuttoning your shirt?"
"I'm feeling terribly hot," Aayansh murmured, his voice carrying a sense of discomfort as he began to unbutton his shirt, successfully completing the task.
As Aayansh stood up and started to unbutton his pants, my heart skipped a beat. I rose swiftly, took his hand, and attempted to halt his actions, my voice trembling with nervousness, "Aayansh, are you alright? What's happening? Why are you behaving so strangely?".
"Radhi, seriously, it's so hot," Aayansh insisted, pulling his hand away from mine.
Distressed by Aayansh's actions, I wondered, "What has gotten into Aayansh? Why is he behaving like this? Oh God, please show me a way, help me!".
Just then, an idea struck me. With a gentle tone, I advised Aayansh, "Aayansh, there's a better way. Don't remove your pants just yet." With determination, I began to search the room, my movements graceful yet purposeful.
After a brief search, my eyes settled upon the AC remote resting on the side table, a beacon of relief.
Without wasting any time, I decreased the temperature on the AC, taking control of the situation.
I adjusted the AC temperature down, then gently picked up Aayansh's shirt from the floor. Handing it to him, I reassured, "Give it a bit, the room will cool down soon."
Aayansh, bypassing the shirt, gently clasped my hand and drew me close to him with a tender pull.
As he pulled me close and held me tightly, Aayansh said, "Radhi, it can't help me."
Confused, I looked at Aayansh, my brows furrowing with concern, and asked, "What do you mean by 'it can help you'?"
Noticing that despite the cooler air from the AC, Aayansh was still sweating, I became concerned as I felt his grip around my waist tightening, seeking reassurance even in the midst of the coolness around us.
Silently contemplating, I thought to myself, "I don't know about Aayansh, but now I'm starting to feel cold."
Struggling to release Aayansh's grip from my waist, I implored, "Aayansh, let me go," yet it seemed futile. He held me so tightly, as if he'd never let me depart.
"I won't let you go, not today, not tomorrow, not ever," Aayansh declared softly, his lips grazing my neck as he spoke, his voice brimming with unwavering commitment.
With my heart pounding, I summoned the last ounces of my courage, breaking the delicate barrier of my restrained emotions. In a whisper as soft as a sigh, I breathed, "Aayansh, you seem adrift in this moment."
In a surge of intimacy, Aayansh enfolded me in his embrace, leaning in closely. His lips grazed my shoulder gently, leaving a trail of warmth and affection. Amidst the quiet intimacy, he murmured, "Where I reside now is beside you," his voice a tender melody of love and reassurance.
"Aayansh, abhi bhi waqt hai.Mai nahi chahti ki tumhe iss baat ka pachtawa ho," I said, placing my hand on Aayansh's lips, my eyes reflecting concern and sincerity.
(Aayansh, there's still time. I don't want you to regret this later)
Removing my hand gently from his mouth, Aayansh affirmed, "I could never regret anything with you by my side."
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