“Wow!” Miku exclaimed loudly as the family entered in Paris Penthouse apartment, followed by Pooja, “Amazing!”
Everybody looked around the place in wonder. It was truly amazing; but Chandni felt immediately like a guy lived there.
Hardwood floors everywhere, a huge chocolate brown suede corner unit couch, a black glass fire mounted to the wall, a huge wide-screen TV in the corner. A partition wall separated the sitting room from the kitchen and its matching island. The kitchen itself was clearly top of the range, but it was finished in a cold steel and looked like it had never been used.
At the back of the apartment was stairs leading up to what must be the bedrooms.
It was all the glass that made it so cool. Floor to ceiling windows on three sides offered views of the city, with French doors leading out from the sitting room onto a huge private terrace. The view of Eiffel Tower was clear from almost every window.
“Bhaiyya, you never brought me here.” Pooja complained to Advay.
“I never brought you to Paris itself, Pooja!” Advay shrugged his shoulders. There would be time later to appreciate the apartment.
He looked at Naani. She looked tired. Advay had purposely booked a three hours layover flight to give Naani a break in long journey so that she could move around and stretch out her legs a little. The rest of the crowd had loved exploring around. Nobody was hungry with the good meal served in the flight but everybody looked tired including Aadi.
“Ok. There are six bedrooms; so all of you get settled in pairs and take some rest. Leave one bedroom vacant please.”
He turned to Chandni, “Chandni, go to master bedroom and unpack basic stuff you need. Last room on left after going up the stairs”
He turned to Pooja, “Pooja, take Aadi with you. The boy seems to have jet lag. Let’s do exploring after we have rested.” He walked to Naani and put his arm around her taking her hand in his. “Come Naani, I’ll take you to your room. Maasi, please come along.”
Chandni smiled. Her Husband was a man of fast actions and huge care!
When Chandni stepped in, the master bedroom looked beautiful with its floor to ceiling windows and another terrace. It was the backside view of Paris. So practically, this penthouse had a three hundred and sixty degree view of the city. There was a flat screen TV here, too. The staff brought in their luggage and she unpacked basic stuff for her hubby and herself.
Advay came into the room and their gazes locked. Chandni’s heart stopped and she felt a sizzle of raw attraction burning down her spine. In Flight, after their making out, he had proceeded to washroom. She had realised, he must have needed his release. So did she! Nerves fluttered in her stomach, but she ignored them.
Advay slowly walked towards her. Yes! There was this constant need for her…… a kind of deeper-than-his-bones connection and a never satiating hunger!..... He stepped closer,his breath touching her cheeks. His eyes glinted with passion.
“I had a good time in flight.”
He kissed her forehead softly and grasped the hem of her shirt yanking it up, over her head. He reached around for the back clasp of her bra.
Chandni wanted with all her heart to satiate him completely with her body. It was just that, at that moment, she wasn’t confident if her body would co-operate with her mind.
After discarding the bra, he leaned in and kissed the top-most swell of her breasts….. lingering over them…… reverently! Then he unclasped and removed her pants. Chandni expected her panties to go next. But he shocked her senseless when he reached out and picked her nightshirt urging it over her head.
“Now let us both rest,” he said and lifted her in his arms. Reluctance and need emanated from him. He put her in the bed and proceeded to undress himself. When he crawled into bed, he pulled the cover on both of them and positioned her head to rest on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her waist.
“Devvv?”There was a question in her voice.
He released a sigh and all his muscles loosened under her.
“Relax, Chandu.” he said, sounding satisfied. “This’s better.”
She smiled and closed her eyes chiding herself for her worry. She had known from the memory of a past moment that he knew her body’s need better than her and for him her needs were more priority than his.
She pressed back against him letting his strong, solid heartbeat echo into her ear. It really was better. But he made it even more amazing by threading his fingers through her hair and rhythmically stroking her long locks, lulling her to sleep.
Very soon sleep took over him.
Advay reached out extending his hand for Chandni; but she wasn’t in bed. He jolted from his delirium and squinted his eyes against the light to see her standing in the open terrace.
Her hair loosely framing her face……and then sliding over her beautiful neck and shoulders……and then tumbling down her back in wild gypsy waves……he knew the feeling of threading his fingers through them……like fire trapped in satin……her face lighted up bright and glowing with happy content.
She was so damn beautiful in one of those hauntingly ethereal ways, it stole his breath.
He watched her a moment longer, his intent expression harbouring all his thoughts.
‘Something incredibly enlightening happens when one spends enough time in one woman’s company. You start noticing trivia about her, little meaningless stuff that actually begins to mean everything,
like how she mutters incessantly whenever she’s unsettled. He teasingly called her Miss Badbad from childhood. How she’s so deep engrossed in one thing that she doesn’t notice the surrounding and gets herself hurt every time…….
You learn the deep blush spreading in her cheeks when your comments embarrass her……her toes curl when passion hits her……You learn all her different laughs and know what each one means.
You learn what pisses her off the most, or what makes her the happiest.You discover how smart and witty she is! You see how passionate she becomes when she pursues or defends those she loves.
No wonder, he had fallen hard for her. Her mere presence settled some restless part within him.’
Chandni heard his footsteps quicken behind her and she smiled as she turned. He walked to the small terrace and leaned against the railing.
“Morning”
“Very Good morning!” She beamed at him.
“The view from here is good, isn’t it?”
“Yes! I liked the one from the main room also!” Her eyes danced in excitement.
Dev turned and with him turned her cupping her shoulders. She smiled as she felt his arms come around her from behind, his palm flat to her stomach as he pulled her back against him, her head resting on his chest. His favourite position!
“Are you happy?” He asked nuzzling her hair.
‘Happy?’ she echoed and said teasingly, ‘Let me think about that for a second…’
She rested back against her husband’s hard body, revelling in his strength. Slowly her body began to relax as he remained silent. After Suhaagraat, they’d shared many wonderful things together which she loved a lot………Passionate nights, engaging conversation, and raunchy humour……..
But what she missed the most were the gorgeous silences between them,filled with endless possibilities, deep understanding, and the fragility of the passing moment during their youth in Allahabad.
She breathed in a lungful of air, feeling it penetrate all the closed parts of her body; then slowly released it. She remembered how they used to sit by the Ganges or in the wild growth of their hidden spot they’d claimed. Hands clasped together, they’d sit in utter quiet while they studied the bright moon and listened to the gentle slurps of water sloshing against the boats.
God, how she’d missed that Dev, the one who trusted her completely, understood her completely. She had everything now. He was her Dev but not that Dev. The trust had brutally broken once and somehow the betrayal would always remain in his soul deep somewhere as a memory, ready to put its hood up and bite!
She shuddered at the thought and his grip on her tightened,assuring her, calming her. Yes! Life moves ahead, people change but love stays!
He pressed in her back kissing the side of her neck and nuzzled his nose in her hair. He remembered how he had thought of his Chandu while watching the roaring Ganges while visiting Hrishikesh with his father.The force of the river flow was same as the roaring passion building in him with the thought of Chandu.
“You are fantasising about me, aren’t you?” He repeated the flight question.
This time she quickly smiled and turned towards him with her Chandu swag. “You think too much of yourself, don’t you?” she threw a challenge back at him.
He remained smug, “Why shouldn’t I? I have you!”
Hungrily, he grabbed her chest and she squeaked pulling away.
“Dev, you can’t do it here!”
He pulled her against him. “Who says?”, he muttered and took her mouth.
The passion between them exploded, burning boundaries,excuses and denial. His hand moved down caressing her body. Thoughts of this being open area clouded her mind and fought with the desire spinning through her.
“Not here, Dev, please!......Please!” She pleaded when both gasped for air.
Giving into her plea, he lifted her up and brought her in without bothering to close the curtains. Her timid look darted towards the open window.
“Don’t think, Chandu! Just feel!” The caressing tone of his voice stroked her belly like a velvet fist and then she only heard the roaring in her ears.
He moved his hand down and cupped her triangle his fingers working their magic through her clothes. With desire fast taking over her body and her mind, as such, all thoughts were evaporating into cosmos. He pushed her pajamas pants down and helped her step out of them. Slipping a hand between her thighs, he worked her. The heat of the contact sizzled like oil on a hotskillet.
She stood still, listening, her breathing speeding up as the pressure began to build. He ramped up the pressure beyond bearing. She cried out his name, tugging hard at his hair. He leaned in, his warm breath rushing over her sensitive tissues. With adept grace, he tugged her panties down her legs. He licked his lips and then his open mouth hit her sensitive core. She was gone!
Sukhiya stealthily looked around to check nobody was watching him and then knocked on Abbu’s door. Within a moment Abbu opened and immediately took him inside.
“Sukhiya, what’s the news?”
“The man with the golden canine just lives outside the village. He is a loner otherwise, doesn’t come into the village like others.His wife brings the supplies and does the tasks. His movements looked suspicious to my eyes.”
“In what way suspicious?”
“Like he’s always watching around if anybody is seeing him or following him.”
“Where does he go? What search have you done till now?”
“No idea……. I will have to follow him.”
“And what about the man with axe? And man with keychain.”
“I haven’t got any clue yet.”
“OK.” Abbu let Sukhiya out through the backdoor and then called up Mamaji.
“Namaste, Mamaji! I have asked Sukhiya to continue his watch over the man with the golden tooth.”
“Yes, Bhai Sahib! A word of caution! Ask Sukhiya to keep looking for more people with golden tooth. There could be more.”
“Yes, there’s always a possibility and before communicating anything back to Veer or Advayji, We shall ensure we are giving precise info.The risk I find more is about the man with the axe and the man with that Keychain.”
“I haven’t seen what keychain. Do you know?”
“Yes. Miku shared the pictures from Advayji’s search work.I shall share with you. My worry is that the person will not have retained the keychain after past sixteen-seventeen years. Also, axe might be there with so many people who use it for different work purpose. The person involved in murder could have borrowed the axe on that day. These clues are quiet vague,per say!”
“That’s so very correct, Bhai sahib! It’s almost impossible to trace people with only this much clue. Let me do one thing! Let me find out who were the people in contact with Ranbeer. He was the main culprit along with Indrani.”
“Yes! Please find that out. We’ll stay in touch. Also, one more thing, Veer had said, we must connect with him as Advayji needs free time with Chandni beti.”
“Yes, that’s true! I agree. Veer is as capable as Advay;but he was too young when this happened. All his memories are faded out. That makes our search more difficult. ”
“Yes, Mamaji! But let the boy try. For first time in his life, I am seeing him getting serious about things. We shall support him.”
“Yes, of course! We will! But with recent upheaval with Gangaram’s suicide, we need to be cautious and slow. Things must not backfire on either of the two. Bye for now.”
Mamaji was lost in thoughts, where would the battle take the two brothers, who had met after an Eon and just starting their life together with their individual love interests.
Chandni and Advay, with arms around each other, were sneaking out happily, wanting a moment to enjoy together, as everybody else was still sleeping in jet lag.
“Bhaiyyyyyya, Where are you going?” Murli whined out from kitchen, as they tiptoed to the door.
Advay turned to him with a supercilious glare, “Do I need to report to you?”
Murli’s face fell down immediately. In her happy mood,Chandni punched at Dev’s chest to rebuke him.
“Bhaiyya, I am just hungry and there’s nothing in the kitchen.” Murli whined again.
Advay mellowed down immediately. “Ask the staff to prepare something from supplies we brought with us. Otherwise, go out and have something.”
“Bhaiyya, let me come with you. I will sit separate and won’t disturb you Tanaatan!”
Chandni pleaded with her eyes at Advay and he conceded. “Ok Come! Where’s Shilpa? Bring her along.”
“Matar ka Dana is snoring away Tanaatan!”
“Ok Come, let’s go. I don’t want be late!”
Chandni and Murli were both surprised with Advay’s hurry to leave, as if somebody was waiting for him.
It was Advay’s favourite coffee shop close to their place.He ordered his best choice delicacies for her to enjoy. And then shared how he frequented this place, every time he was in Paris. Both enjoyed happy laughs and the food.
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Chandni suddenly realised her husband was so well travelled, so very experienced while her life had been restricted in just Banaras at Mamaji’s place. Her face darkened with the gloomy feeling of being too less for him. His brows raised immediately questioning that look on her face.
“You are so great, Dev. Travelled all around the world. Why did you want to marry a villager like me?”
“Simply because while travelling, all the time, I could just remember one girl whom I loved!” His eyes held so many emotions while looking at her that all her misgivings dissipated immediately and she smiled.
“You know, Dev…….. for me, you are the Himalayas…… I standat the base, in your shelter……When I see up, I can see the skies but not thepeak of Himalayas…….I will never ever be able to gauge your greatness; but Ifeel so secure and loved in your shelter, in your embrace; I just can’t explain in words.”
God! He felt so damn humbled with the status she gave him and silently prayed to stand true to her trust, always in life!
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