Disclaimer

This story is a piece of fiction based on the author's imagination and has nothing to do with the actual life of the characters mentioned in the story. I have casted Ashwinkumar and Sivaangi Krishnakumar as leads.

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Ashaangi SS Entwined

Chapter Eight

Ever since they came to the apartment, although Ashwin told her to rest, Sivaangi couldn't stay put and ended up roaming around the living room and kitchen. Shaking his head at her, he placed few calls before slipping inside the washroom to take a much-needed hot bath.

By the time Ashwin was out, the door bell rang. He hurried out of his room to get the door to make sure that Sivaangi's safe. Throwing a quick glance at her who's seated on the couch and staring at him, he walked towards the door and eyed her to go in before turning back to get the door.

Once Sivaangi went inside his room, Ashwin turned on the monitor at the side of door and found Bala standing outside. Sighing, he punched in the security codes and the door opened revealing a smiling Bala.

"AK bro, onga pasanga kuduka sona things indhaanga" Bala said giving few bags to Ashwin and then added, "Aprm ithu Sivaangi ooda jewels, bag. Master return pana sonathu"

(Here, your men asked me to give you these) (And here's Sivaangi's belongings that Master asked us to return)

"Thanks, da" Ashwin smiled at Bala who reciprocated the smile.

"Yethu naalum solunga, bro. Pakathu apartment la dhan engaluku duty potrukanga. Angayeh dhan irupom" Bala waved off when Ashwin thanked him and left.

(Let me know if you need anything. We have our duty at opposite apartment. We'll be there)

Ashwin closed the door behind him and placed Sivaangi's bag on the couch along with few bags in his hand before walking into the kitchen with rest. He restocked the kitchen with the groceries he asked one of his men to pick, had a glass of water and walked towards the couch.

Picking up the bags, Ashwin walked inside their room. He found Sivaangi lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. She was still in her Saree as she didn't have any spare clothes. He placed the bags on the bed gaining her attention.

"Yaru vandha, Ashwin?" Sivaangi sat up.

(Who was it?)

"Bala" Ashwin said and walked towards the dressing table while Sivaangi eyed at the bags.

"Yenna bag ithellam?" Sivaangi asked out of curiosity.

(What's in these bags?)

"Unaku thevai aana items. Toiletries, dress, cosmetics aana athu aprm pathukalam. First inga va" Ashwin said walking towards the foot of the bed.

(Your necessities but take a look at it afterwards. Come here first)

"Vanten. Solunga Ashwineyy?" Sivaangi asked with a smile while Ashwin sat beside her making her smile grow bigger.

(I'm here. Say)

"Kai tha" Ashwin said making Sivaangi scrunched her eyebrows in confusion.

(Give your hand)

"Huh?"

"Kai ah ipdi neetu" Ashwin said heaving a sigh as he forwarded both his arms.

(Stretch your hand like this)

Sivaangi mirrored Ashwin's actions and looked at him in confusion before realization dawned her on seeing the tube in his hand. He held her hand in his and applied ointment on the bruises on both the arms while she looked at him with a smile.

"Valikutha?" Ashwin asked once he's done with her arms.

(Is it paining?)

"Lite ah yeriyuthu" Sivaangi said honestly.

(Little, yes)

"Hmmm" Ashwin hummed and was about to get up but Sivaangi held him back by holding his hand.

"Yenna?" Ashwin asked.

(What?)

"Kai ku lam potinga seri, inga yaru poduva?" Sivaangi asked as she shifted her saree aside with the other hand, revealing her midriff.

(You have applied on arms, fine. What about this?)

Puzzled, Ashwin looked at where Sivaangi pointed, his eyes stuck on her naval for a moment before he lifted his eyes to meet with her teasing ones. He was amused that this bite sized woman had no clue what effect she has over him.

Ashwin was no saint; he just has an excellent self control but Sivaangi has been testing it ever since her arrival. Of other things, one main thing that held him back from being near her was his self-made promise but ever since its decided that he's going to marry her, the way he sees her has changed.

Why should Ashwin restrict his own feelings? He has made his mind that he's ready to marry Sivaangi. He asked himself if he agreed to get married to her only because of the situation and to his surprise, the answer was no.

As a believer of God, fate, destiny and stuffs, Ashwin firmly believes that they were meant to be, for a reason. So, what he doesn't love Sivaangi like she loves him? He likes her, enjoys her, cares for her and above all, respect her and will protect her at any cost. He can fall in love with her as their life goes. Why should he restrict himself from living his life with her?

Most people who get married doesn't even love each other or know each other. But their case is much better than most. Why not live a life as husband and wife without restrains? So, Ashwin decided to take a leap of faith and convinced himself to let loose and go with the flow. He'll talk to Sivaangi about this after dinner.

With each passing seconds, Ashwin's getting more and more convinced of his married life with Sivaangi, his doubts taking back seat for the first time. He wanted to be selfish for once and bask himself in the love and care she showers him with. It has been long since he felt loved like this. It has been long since he felt alive.

Sivaangi was sure that Ashwin would glare at her and walk off. A laughter was hanging at the tip of her lips ready to break out at any given moment. But a gasp left her lips when in a nick of moment, he pushed her down on the bed as he hovered over her, his hands on either side of her waist.

Ashwin smirked on seeing Sivaangi's lips form a small O, her surprised eyes taking in his form hovering over her. It was obvious that she wasn't expecting this from him.

"Enoda self-control ooda nee romba veladura di" Ashwin said in a deep voice making Sivaangi's heart flutter, their intimacy making butterflies explode in her stomach. This being the first time he's vocal about what he feels made her heart go crazy. His hot breath fanning her face is not at all helping her case.

(You're testing my self-control a lot)

"Ongala yaru control pana sona" Sivaangi whispered, her eyes dazed, excitement and curiosity tingling her form.

(Who asked you to control?)

This was her first time being intimate with someone and that too, it's her Ashwin, the love of her life. For someone who have read and watched stuffs, it was more of excitement than scary but with a tinge of nervousness.

"Yenamoh podanum nu soniyeh" Ashwin maintained a straight face but teasing tone as his hot breath fanned over her face, his hands that's placed on either side of her waist slightly caressing her.

(What is it you wanted me to do?)

"Huh...athu marundhu...haan marundhu podanum nu sonen" Sivaangi stammered but regained her voice quickly as she stared back into Ashwin's eyes.

(That...ointment...I asked you to help applying the ointment)

"Oho" Ashwin commented, his cold fingers tracing to her midriff making her gasp, "Potuta pochu"

(Fine then)

"Ashwinn!" With her eyes locked with Ashwin's, Sivaangi took a sharp intake of breath when his fingers met her bare skin, the cool gel of the ointment making her hiss as her eyes closed before she opened her eyes to stare into his intense orbs.

Ashwin took his time to let his fingers glide over Sivaangi's midriff eliciting soft gasps from her as he traced along the bruise line in her abdomen that he memorized last night. When his fingers caressed her naval, it took everything in him to maintain eye lock with her rather than taking a look down at her inviting naval.

Sivaangi was too lost in the moment, busy with experiencing the overwhelming sensation that set her body on fire that she failed to notice that Ashwin was done with applying the medicine. She only realized when he sat up while she stared up at him with panting breath as she laid on the bed.

Ashwin took his time to look at Sivaangi who's cheeks were flushed, her breath uneven as her chest raise and fall, her gaze dazed while her lips were part slightly as she stared at him.

Sivaangi doesn't leave a chance to tease Ashwin and all it took was his fingers for her to come undone. She was irresistible in his eyes but he hasn't talked to her about marriage yet and she isn't his and he isn't hers yet. So, he heaved a sigh and averted his gaze.

"Verum vai dhan di nee" Ashwin smirked before he stood up, went through the bags, took one with him while pushed the rest towards Sivaangi while she was dumbfounded with his actions.

(You are nothing but words)

Ashwin placed that bag inside his wardrobe and turned to see Sivaangi who's gaping at him. He didn't hide the smile that touched his lips and moved out of the room to catch up with his work leaving behind a surprised and shocked Sivaangi.

"Yenna achu indha manushanuku?" Sivaangi couldn't help but wonder aloud.

(What happened to him?)

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Thank you for reading.

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