Chapter 23

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Adhya POV:

As we returned to the hotel, completely drenched from the rain, I felt a deep sense of happiness. My heart was filled with contentment. I took a shower, and when I came out, Maan made me sit on a chair and began drying my hair. He scolded me, saying, "I swear, Angel, if you get sick, I won't take care of you. How many times did I tell you not to go in the rain? You never listen to me."

I sighed and replied, "Maan, we're of same age. Why are you acting like my dad sometimes?"

He didn't respond and lifted me up, throwing me over his shoulders. I kicked my legs and said, "Maan, I'm sorry. Please put me down."

He said, "I need to show you the difference between 'daddy' and 'hubby,' Angel." My cheeks grew hot as he gently tossed me onto the bed.

He towered me, looking up at Maan, I placed my hand on his chest, saying, "Maan, no, I'm sorry, please." But he didn't listen. He started placing wet kisses on my neck, and his hands began to roam around my body, traveling lower and lower. His hands were now on my breasts, squeezing gently. I felt a new sensation building between my legs, and I needed Maan somewhere else, but I couldn't quite pinpoint where.

As he continued to kiss me passionately, exploring my mouth like never before, I felt an intense heat coursing through my body. It was entirely new to me, and I could sense that it was new to him as well. But somehow, he seemed to be an expert in this field, and I couldn't help but wonder how he was so skilled.

He cupped my cheek, placed a tender kiss, and whispered, "Pay attention, baby." The way he said "baby" sent shivers down my spine. Everything felt different, and I couldn't help but be drawn into the intensity of the moment.

I placed my hand on his chest, gently pushing him away, and said, "Maan." He immediately stood up and began to apologize, stammering and blabbering nervously. I saw the uncertainty in his eyes and knew he was trying to make sense of what had just happened.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I pulled him closer and embraced him, reassuring him. I said, "No, Maan, you didn't make me uncomfortable. It's just that it's all new to me, and I'm not ready for it yet." He nodded in understanding and promised that if he ever made me uncomfortable, I should just kick him in the ass. We both shared a laugh, and I said, "Okay, now let's get some sleep. We have only two hours left before our flight."

He said, "Give me 2 minutes, I will be back," and went to the bathroom. I chuckled as I knew exactly why he went. My cheeks turned red as I lay there he came fast.

Me unable to sleep. I watched his perfect face, tracing my fingers over his cheek and then his nose. When I placed my fingers on his lips, he said in a soft whisper, "Angel, if you continue doing this, I promise I will make you scream my name until everyone here knows whom you belong to."

I quickly pulled my hand back and playfully punched him hard as he opened his eyes, pretending to be in pain. I said, "I thought you were asleep."

He replied, "I am holding my whole world in my arms. How can you expect me to sleep?" I blushed deeply, and he chuckled. I asked, "Since when did you become so cheesy, Maan?"

He pulled me close and placed my head on his chest, saying, "Since the moment I fell in love with you. Now, sleep." This time, we both drifted off to sleep peacefully.

***

We returned home jetlagged and exhausted. I couldn't resist teasing Maan about his promise. "Maan, you said 2 days, but I guess you were away from the office for many days."

Maan let out a weary sigh and rubbed his temples. "Include today also."

We shared a laugh. It was quite late yesterday when we reached home, and it seemed like nobody was awake. Morning as we went downstairs, we found everyone gathered in the living area. I had brought gifts for everyone,

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