Deluged with a mélange of emotions, Sivaangi turned and twisted on her bed unable to sleep. Blood rushed to her face, painting a pink that was too hard to miss on her alluring face. Her happiness rose to ecstatic when a notification popped up with his name.

Manna: Chellama enna panra? Enaku thookame varla.

Knowing that she wasn't alone in this made her heart flutter a million times more than just a minute ago. This hyper man-child facet of the extremely calm and sorted Ashwin Kumar was exclusive to her. While girls drooled over his charming looks and killer smile, all he gushed over was her and all he craved back was her love and attention.

His excitement knew no bounds. Some feelings are to be felt because no words would ever do justice, and this was one of those.

Was there a better feeling in this world? Even if there was one, he did not want to know.

Her dreamy eyes that sparked every time his gaze met hers and those dimples that deepened with her bewitching smile, he was in love with this woman. Irrevocably.

Rowdy: Enakum...

Her reply came back in a minute which felt like eternity to him.

Manna: Enna panni vechurka enna?

He couldn't deal with this distance and neither could she. Not today. Not after all that happened.

The blush on her face reddened remembering the state she had left him in. And there was nothing more enticing than a man who expressed his yearning in words and in action.

Rowdy: Na enna panen? Nee dan panna.

She chucked before sending out that response knowing that was going to irk him bad. Too bad she was on edge tonight.

His eyes widened in shock at her response and the only thing he was incapable of doing at this point was staying away from her. Even if it was just one night.

In less than 12 hours, she was going to be Mrs.Sivaangi Ashwin Kumar.

She stared at their social media mentions going haywire.

Being a very private person, he wanted their marriage to be an intimate event with only closest family and friends. He was even dead against posting anything prior and wanted to pull off a Virushka kind of wedding.

After a month of constant nagging from her, he agreed to do an official announcement 1 day prior to the wedding which was today.

His read, "She is my Magic. Now and Forever.", with a picture of them looking at each other and their fingers intertwined.

Hers read, "He is my Home. Now and Forever.", with the same picture and her eyes fixated on his comment under it, "Fan Boys stay away. She is taken."

She still couldn't believe that he did that. While she was grinning wide at his comment, her phone started to buzz with his name flashing on it.

Rowdy: Sollu ma...

Manna: Enaku unna paakanum....

Rowdy: Ippova? Mani 2 AM... ippo epdi?

Manna: Veliya va ma. Seekram.

Rowdy: Inum 6 mani nerathla namakku kalyanam. Apo paathuko.

Manna: Vaa Ma. Please. Please. Please.

Rowdy: En Ashwineyy ipdi panra nee?

Manna: Unala dan. Unna yaaru apdi panna sona? Ippo kelambi variyaa ilaa na ulla varava?

Rowdy: Ayayoo.... Adhulam venam. Naane varen. Wait pannu.

She walked out in her PJs with a glow on her face that could light up the dark night in an instant. After 5 years since they first laid eyes on each other, here they were, hours away from becoming Man and Wife.

Their journey wasn't easy by any means, but they chose to be each other's rock no matter what. On good days and bad, through all ups and downs, irrespective of anything at all, they found home in each other's soul.

Reminiscing every memory of theirs made her believe in Kadavul setting. It was magic indeed.

She inhaled his natural scent which was irresistible. It kindled a kind of passion that tested her restrain and every bit of self-control. Biting her lips at all the images flashing through her mind, she crossed her arms tight against her body to wait another day.

"Inu oru nal dan Sivaangi. Porumaye Perumai.", she mumbled to herself as she inched closer to him.

His eyes gaped at his wife to be. Angelic and ethereal were falling short right now. Her shining eyes sent shocks through his body. The love that he saw in those eyes made him feel complete.

To be loved and treasured by this selfless woman was euphoric. To be her forever and someday be the father of their children, was all he could ever wish for. No success could make him feel this content.

His smile widened when he saw her arms tightly crossed against her chest. All of the tension he was feeling, it was very much mutual. He smirked knowing her plight.

"Paathacha?", she muttered in disbelief as he continued to gape at her with no shame whatsoever.

He cupped her face in his palms. She looked adorable when she tried to act annoyed and angry with him as a façade to hide her blush which clearly wasn't working.

He pulled her close to rub their roses together before pecking her lips with a soft and gentle kiss.

The feeling of her body reacting to his kiss with a slight shiver, her face flushed and those lips waiting for him to take control. Blissful. They had been walking a fine line of temptation for weeks now and it was just a spark away from a wild fire which had lit today.

"Inum konjam close ah nillunga na", his friend who has been his personal photographer for years now suggested when they were doing a pre-wedding photoshoot earlier this evening.

"Dei next avala en madila dan ukkara vekkanum", he huffed.

It took every bit of control he had, to stay in his limits after seeing her in a full red translucent saree which complimented his full black suit perfectly.

Standing with their bodies glued together wasn't helping the situation and his fiancé was oblivious to the torment just like his friend.

"Romance kooda panna therla. Unalam vechutu", she murmured under her breath but loud enough for him to know.

PDA was not his thing. He did not want their intimate and private moments to be photographed. Period.

The beach and waves crashing against their feet with a perfect sunset in the background. Romance was in the air.

She took his hands, placed one on her bare waist and the other on her back before placing her face on his chest. Unconsciously, his body warmed up to her, arms tightened the hug and there it was. Picture perfect.

"Oru silhouette shot matum eduthurlam na", the photographer suggested earning a death glare from Ashwin.

It was lighting up a fire in him which wasn't going to be easy to stop. He lifted her up and her navel was right in front of his eyes. He gulped with questionable thoughts flooding his conscious and struggled to look into her eyes when her scent was intoxicating his every sense.

Her hair on his shoulder and her hands on the nape of his neck with her eyes locked in was messing with his head. Albeit, he was human with desires and here she was, the love of his life, hot and sexy.

She hummed the perfect lyrics just to tease him and all he could do was giggle at this goofy side of her.

"Naanum Neramidhu

Naanum Naanum Neramidhu

Oru Aanin Naanamidhu Anbe"

While he was fighting every nerve in his body to keep himself from doing anything out of line, she wasn't the least bit bothered or hesitant.

After 5 minutes to perfect that picture, he finally set her down and wanted to call it done. This was all that he could handle but she wasn't done.

"One more please", she pleaded with a puppy face which he could never say no to.

Little did he know the wild side of her, until he did.

The second he nodded a go ahead, she took his face in his hands and locked her lips on his. There wasn't anything gentle about it. Passionate and all consuming, she lit the fire that he was trying hard not to.

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As you know there is more 🙈

Wrote this amidst the worst cramps of my life. Not sure how it is.

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