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“You were going to come see me? I thought you’d be out with your friends.” She was supposed to not show up like this and mess up his mind.
She shrugged and let out a chuckle. “We all decided to wear traditional clothes to go to the Singoor temple, and they are still getting ready.”
“Are your friends enjoying the Singoor region?” He wanted to keep the conversation brief and end it so he didn’t have to fight his need to reach across his desk and take her right there in his office.
Why was he thinking like a savage?
“Very much, and I’m having a great time.” She lowered her eyes and bit her lip, and he could not take his eyes away from her lips. He wanted to feel the softness of her lips again. “Thank you for planning this trip.”
“Glad to hear.” He was having a tough time breathing. “You’re welcome.” He looked at her as she lowered her eyes again like she had more to tell him. His eyes wandered over his temporary wife hungrily and averted them as she lifted her eyes to meet his.
She cleared her throat several times, as if she needed time to formulate her sentence. “I—my friends are telling me how lucky I am to have a husband like you, and my aunt is singing praises for everything you’re doing for the region.”
She paused and meddled with her bangles, yet again, the slight sound driving him crazy. “Maybe I need to get over the fact that you kept me in the dark about your identity and why you really married me.”
He stood up from his chair, walked over to where she was, and stood with his hands deep in his jeans pockets. “I didn’t expect you to accept the marriage as-is, and that’s why we have a contract.”
She nodded. “But it feels like I misunderstood your intentions based on what I had heard about your family. My aunt told me you are working hard to bring the region's people together. I appreciate it very much.”
His chest warmed up in response to her words and he ran his fingers through his thick, dark hair. “Let’s hope it all works.”
She nodded, smiling, her eyes twinkling. “I know it will, and I—I want to help too.”
“You are helping already by attending the auctions that are only for couples.” He wondered if he was loosening up too quickly with her and revealing the information.
He noticed how her cheeks reddened as she looked away. “I’m sorry I bid on such an expensive jewelry set. I should have paid attention to the cost.”
Nakul was glad she kept on with the bidding process. It was his alibi for not getting into trouble with the exclusive auction commission that was known to find the most unique items. “Glad you liked the items.”
He watched as her eyes fell on something on his desk. He followed her gaze and saw it was the printed image of Shakti. She looked up at him, a mix of emotion and confusion in her eyes. “Is-Is that the picture of our Goddess?”
When he nodded, she reached for it and picked it up with trembling fingers. “I’ve never seen her,” she said, batting away tears, and added, “How did you get this?”
Nakul took the small piece of paper from his wife’s hand and said, “My sister-in-law Ishani was able to have one of the temple priests describe the sculpture to his son to paint it.”
“Nakul,” she said and paused, looking into his eyes as if connecting the dots. “I guessed this is why we were at the auction a few weeks back.”
He nodded, and she sighed and turned away from him, shaking her head and looking upset. He reached out and held her by her elbow. “Aadhya, what’s wrong?”
She turned to face him, and the next thing he knew, her lips were on his as she clung to him with her arm around his neck. His hands were quick to reach the bare curves of her waist as his lips welcomed her into a kiss.
She moaned against his mouth, and that made him shudder and push him to the brink of an explosion. She kissed him, and he took in every bit of her eagerness as he leaned against his desk, holding her to him.
Their engagement was getting intense by the second, and his hand slid up to her chest as if in search of the softness that was pressed against him at night.
She arched her back and pushed her soft belly against his steel hardness, and just as he was about to lose all control, she pulled back. She looked as disappointed as he felt and ran away without another glance his way.
Moments later, he heard her friends tease her as she descended the stairs. He was frustrated with where things were headed. He wanted to keep her under the contract until he met his goals, but the bad boy between his legs had other plans. He let out a growl as he walked toward the private quarters for a cold shower.
After those heated moments, nothing would satiate him, but he had to take care of his throbbing hardness that refused to go away.
How would he get any work done if his wife was so brutally hot and hungry?
Chapter 19
Aadhya could not believe it had been three months since their wedding day. It was part of the tradition for her to visit the Thakvar mansion and perform a ritual. Her aunt went overboard and loaded up vehicles and camels to send the traditional gifts to the Thakvar mansion as a part of her first visit.
She sat beside Nakul, looking forward to meeting his family. She didn’t know who would be at the Thakvar mansion besides his oldest brother and wife. Ishani Gujjar was the first Singoor bride to have married a Thakvar heir, and the more she processed their actions, the more she believed they were there to bring peace to the region.
