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Astha kya per rahin hain aap?

Dhruv asked coming towards her.

Astha looked at him and smiled.

Kuch khaas nahin Dhruv ji hum toh bas ranjha ki yeh kitab padh rahe thy.

Astha replied, her voice filled with admiration.

Dhruv,s heart skipped a beat, a small smile spread across his face.

Yeh ranjha kon?

Dhruv asked confused.

Lekhakh hain aur ek shayar bhi. Urdu mein shayari kerte hain woh. Humein bahot pasand hain unki shayrian aur kitabe bhi.

Astha replied, her voice a mix of adoration and honesty.

Oh.

Dhruv nodded thaughtfilly.

Suna hai koi nayi kitaab aane wali hai unki Rehna hai tere dil mein ke naam se aur humse intezar nahin ho raha usse padne ka.

Astha said dreamily. Dhruv smiled back. His eyes softening more as he gazed at his beautiful wife.

Astha.

Dhruv called out softly. Astha looked at him.

Taiyaar rehiyega aaj raat ko aapke ranjha se milne jana hai.

Dhruv said with a soft smile and left from there leaving Astha dazed for a moment.

Astha came back to her senses and jumped a little.

Wah!!!

She twirled around smiling, her eyes sparkling with joy. Her open hair swayed at their own accord as she twirled.

Astha composed herself and sat on her desk opening her noval and started reading from where she left.

Main Dhruv se pyaar nahin kerti.

Later!!!

Dhruv and Astha stood in front of each other. Their eyes meeting for a beautiful and alluring eye contact, talking in the language of eyes only they could understand.

Dhruv ji nahin.

Astha said shaking her head sideways.

Kyun nahin?

Dhruv asked softly.

Hum aap per prahar nahin ker sakte.

Astha said, her voice quivering slightly.

Agar humne aapko chot pohancha di toh?

Astha added. Dhruv smiled softly at her. His eyes brimming with trust.

Nahin pohanchayegi aap humein chot.

Dhruv said, his voice a mix of tenderness and trust.

Itne vishvaas ke sath kaise keh sakte hain aap?

Astha asked, her eyes a mix of astonishment and genuine curiosity.

Humein aap per vishvaas hai. Aap kabhi humein peeda nahin dengi aur na hi chot pohanchayegi.

Dhruv said, his voice a mix of trust and tenderness as he gazed at her.

Per...

Acha theek hai. Apne hriday per hath rakhiye.

Dhruv said softly and Astha placed a hand on her heart.

Ab?

Astha asked looking at him innocently.

Dhruv smiled softly. His heart melting at her innocence.

He gently cradled her face in her palms, their eyes locked. He pulled her closer and enveloped her in his arms. Astha want willingly hiding herself against him. She could feel his study heartbeats against her cheek.

Khud se poochiye ke kiya aap humein chot pohancha sakti hain?

Dhruv asked, his words a soft murmur curling into her ear.

She pulled away from the hug but not completely. Her fingers gently cupping his cheek, stroking his cheek tenderly.

Nahin. Hum aapko peeda nahin de sakte. Kabhi nahin.

Astha said, her voice a mixture of honesty and love.

Aapko peeda dene ka adhikar hum kisi ko nahin dete apne aapko bhi nahin.

Astha said, her voice laced with honesty. She reached out and planted her lips on his cheek in a tentative, affectionate kiss. Dhruv,s heart skipped a beat as his cheeks turned warm.

Toh ab shuru karein?

Dhruv asked, his tone light. Astha sighed accepting her defeat.

Aapse nahin jeet sakte na hum?

Astha asked, defeat lacing her words

Nahin.

Dhruv said, his voice tinged with playfulness.

Astha chuckled softly, her heart swelling with love for this man in front of her and she nodded her head in positive.

They both smiled at each other, in a swift move, they stepped forward and locked their swords in a breathtaking clash of steel, the sound achoing through the air as they engaged themselves into a fierce dance of skill and passion.

Their eyes met, Astha,s eyes filled with love and determination met Dhruv,s eyes tinged with an undefinable emotion and determination.

Catching the moment, in a swift move, Astha cornered her sword against Dhruv,s neck keeping in mind to not to hurt him. Dhruv stepped back as she stepped forward. He continued to step back until his back hit the wall.

He looked at her, his eyes wide in surprise but soon he relaxed dropping the sword. He smiled at her, his eyes shinning with affection and trust.

Humne kaha tha na ke aap humein chot nahin pohancha sakti.

Dhruv said, his voice a mix of trust and tenderness.

Astha smiled, a soft smile that reached her eyes. She rested her hands on his chest. Dhruv turned her and now she was pressed against the wall.

He brushed his nose with hers, the smile never leaving their lips.

Ab chaliye.

Dhruv said holding her hand and they walked towards their chamber.

Ab bathiye.

Dhruv said making her sit on the lavish bed.

Dhruv ji kya hua?

Astha asked. Dhruv sat on his knees and uplifted her one foot.

Dhruv ji yeh...

Koi paap nahin chadhega. Biwi hain aap hamari.

Dhruv cut her off firmly. The smile never leaving his lips as he softly held her foot, his touch gentle and purposeful keeping in mind to not to hurt her. Her soft, pink foot in his strong hand was a great contrast.

She watched as he gently held her foot. His touch gentle and purposeful making her feel a delicate shiver running down her spine.

As he looked at her, his eyes displayed an overwhelming softness and trust. A smile blossomed across his face as he blinked his eyes causing her heart to skip a beat. Her expressions brought a sense of joy which made his heart feel full. He looked at her, her eyes full of love and affection as she smiled, her smile warm and loving. Dhruv found himself drowning in her almond orbs, a deep pool of emotions that laid bare before him. The idea of her love was both loving and thrilling at the same time. The blurry memories of his past flashed across his mind and Tara,s harsh words ringing in his ears on loop but he decided to focus on his wife Astha and blinked his eyes at her. His presence warm and comforting. He found himself captive in her gaze. The world around them faded into insignificance leaving only the two of them in their own bubble of growing feelings. The idea of Astha,s love was both exciting and terrifying. Exciting because she loves him and deeply cares for him, terrifying because his heart felt torn, the more he wanted to build walls around his heart and protect himself, the more he found himself craving for more. The idea of such love thrilled him, such attachment left him breathless. He knew it was dangerous. Such attachment can maybe later break his heart and he shouldn't be too attached with her but his heart yearned for more. The idea of her love and affection seemed so beautiful that he found himself unknowingly craving for more. Her presence was his fortress of comfort, her touches tender and soothing in his moments of vulnerability and inner turmoil. Her actions and words soothing pricing his broken heart together in his moments of vulnerability he saught for her comfort. Unknowingly in found himself being vulnerable in front of her, the true version of himself. This women who sat in front of him on the lavish bed had possessed him in ever way possible. The way she caressed his hair and held him made him feel special. Her smallest actions made him feel loved and charished in such a way he had never known before. There was never any judgement in her eyes just acceptence. She had accepted him the way he was. She had accepted him as her person with open arms. The idea of being Her person made his heart flutter like a butterfly in his chest. The women in front of him had possessed him in every way. In his moments of vulnerability, he found himself opening up to her because he knows that instead of thinking of him as weak, she sought to mend his broken heart. The more he tried to suppress his growing feelings, the more they ended up reflecting in his eyes like his eyes were mirror, a reflection to his wounded spirit. He found himself admiring her, trusting her with his deepest of fears, loving her touches, loving the way her eyes lingered on him, loving her affectionate kisses, her gestures. He loved everything about her.

She gulped feeling her heart racing in her chest. She looked into his beautiful ever so expressive deep brown orbs loosing herself in their depths. The world seemed to fade away as her heart started pounding in her chest like a drum. She could hear her heartbeats in her ears. A slow smile spread across her face. Her eyes full of love and affection as she gazed at him. The man who possessed her in every way. His presence a fortress of comfort for her as she gazed at him. Her love for him clear in her eyes.

He clasped the anklet around her foot. The sound achoing through the quite chamber making her come out of her state of daze and she realized that she was staring at her husband openly and she shut her eyes as she felt her cheeks turning warm.

He held her other foot with such gentleness as if she was a glass doll. Holding her foot with utmost care, he gently clasped the other anklet shut. The coldness of the payal mingling with his delicate touch of his warm hands stirred something deep within her. The sensation made her breath hitch as she gazed at him. A mix of heat and desire flooded through their hearts. The air in the room thickened with the sexual tension that was building between them.  His hands cradled her face in his palms, his touch a mix of tenderness and desire as he pulled her closer. The same desire reflected in her eyes as she gazed at him. Their hearts pounding as they leaned in. With a mix of love and desire, they gazed at each other, eyes flickering from each other's lips to eyes and then at lips again. The air in the room crackled with anticipation. Dhruv,s fingers stroking her cheek gently as they leaned in, their noses almost touch and their eyes fluttered shut in anticipation. Just as the much anticipated moment was about to arrive and their lips were about to meet, Dhruv came back to his senses and he moved towards her cheek, planting his lips on her cheek in a tentative, affectionate kiss. The sudden change of his action caught her off ground as she stared at him, her eyes wide in surprise.

Janam din Mubarak biwi sahab.

Dhruv wished her softly in her ear.

Aur haan inhein kabhi mat utariyega.

Dhruv said but it sounded more like a command and left from there leaving Astha,s heart pounding wildly in her chest with a mix of desire, love, confusion and pain.

End Of Chapter

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