Irresistibly Yours!
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Part 1
"Do you think only Love is enough for the survival of a
relationship?" She asked with an utter seriousness in her tone.
Her delicate fingertip was running on the rim of her Coffee Cup, placed in
front, keeping her eyes engrossed in the little act of it.
Non-sense Discussion.
He thought while his deep chocolate eyes were fixed on her pale face, wondering
what she is up to.
Being back today after sealing an important deal of his Fashion Company in
Paris for which he was away from a week, he was trying to make up for his
absence.
He has hoped to have some romantic mooshi mooshi time with his wife tonight
before he would get indulged in his office work from tomorrow morning. He had
planned a romantic dinner outside in a posh Italian restaurant so later he can
seduce his wife into the bed but instead of going back home after finishing
their dinner, she decided to have a Coffee in the open lawn of the restaurant
and here they were sitting here in this all too secluded area in London, at
11pm, sharing views on Love.
Is this some Joke?
He had to change his position on the leather chair. Damn, he was too aroused to
sit straight. All the day dreaming about how he will take her tonight, has made
him horny and above that, he purple off shoulder dress clinging to her body
seductively, wasn't making it any easier for him.
The whole time during the dinner, he held himself back from touching her,
fearing he might wouldn't be able to control. He was feeling that ...Jumpy.
But no, rather than being with him in the warmth of their bed, cuddled up, his
lady love wants to share this hot coffee.
How Ironic.
"Riddhima...Seriously, Why are we discussing it now?" Irritation was
evident from his tobe.
"Just answer me...Is love enough?" She requested.
He got a thoughtful look before a smirk appear on his lips and he leaned
forward.
"No, there are many other things which are important" She missed to
see his gorgeous smile now feeling more fascination to look at the check
pattern of the table.
"Like?"
"Oh! Likeee..." He stretched the word intentionally, trying to catch
her eyes and indeed now they were fixed on him.
"Like...?"
He grinned and leaned more close, looking intently in her eyes.
"Like...Sex, Making love till the sun rise up...Cuddling up enjoying the aftermath
of it and then..." He whispered huskily.
"Armaan..." She turned her beet rooted red face on the other side and
try to hide the small smile, appeared on her lips. His deep look made her get
all hot and burning.
"Actually, why don't we go home and I will show you a demo?" He
winked her way, making her almost too weak to resist but then she gathered up
herself.
No Riddhima...Don't get weak...You have
to do it today
She knew, if they would have been in the home right now, he, one way or th
another would have her convince by now and he would have been marching towards
any nearby room holding her up in his arms. He was always too...Impatient. She
would have been a putty in his hands.
That's why she had choose to stay out not caring about the time.
And then she looked back at him who was giving her a goofy smile.
"Is that all what a relationship needs? Nothing besides it?" She
questioned, making him sigh and lean back on the chair. The smile was gone and
now, irritation has started to peep in.
"What else you want me to say? Tell me, I will say it so we can be done
with this Lovelogy and Relationships Q&A session"
She felt hurt but nonetheless, went on to pour out her thoughts.
"What about respect? Feelings? Emotions? Did we only get married only to
please eachother in bed?" His flaring nose and dangerously dark eyes were
a clear indication that now, she has hit on a sensitive spot.
"What you mean to say by this Riddhima? That I don't care or respect
you...Do you mean to say that out act of making love only pleases me and not
you" She shook her head violently.
God! Why this had to go so wrong? He had misinterpreted her.
"I didn't mean it that way" She tried to correct her statement.
"Then...Do you mean to say that...That I force myself on you...Is that what
you mean?" His voice was scarily low and harsh.
"No Armaan...God...I...I just meant that " She tried to gather her
words and took a deep breath.
"Ok tell me...When was the last time we actually had a sensible
discussion...When was the last time we saw a movie together or went for a
picnic?" She desperately looked into his eyes, trying to gauge his
expressions, hoping that she, this time, has clearly delivered her point.
"Oh Come on Riddhima...You know that how demanding my work is...I just can't
sit around in the home watching a movie , wasting my time...When you decided to
get into this relationship, you already were well aware of my schedule" He
defended himself but somewhere, that hurt Riddhima.
Tears blurred her vision as her throat clogged up.
"You...You mean that spending time with me...watching a movie is wastage
of time"
"Riddhima...Now you are making an issue out of a mole..." His whole
mood was destroyed by her allegations.
She sniffed and looked away that angered him more and he got up quickly. Taking
out his wallet, he threw few pounds on the table.
"I am in the car...Come when you are done with your coffee" He said
not looking down at her and went away.
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Resting his head on the starring, he cursed his stars.
What he had hoped for tonight and now, what has happened.
What has gotten into Riddhima's head? He wondered.
The door of the passenger side opened and closed, making him look up. She was
avoiding looking at him, keeping her focus outside in the air
He sighed. He hate to see her sad but nonetheless, started the car and drive
towards their home.
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Opening the door, they get in as he moved towards their room. He hoped to talk
to her, hear what cause this uncertainity in hier mind but rather than
following him, she moved towards the next room which used to be the guest room.
He noticed it on reaching the room entrance and quickly questioned her.
"Riddhima...What are you doing?"
She wiped her tears before she turned and looked at him with hollow eyes. His
own face was an image of eagerness and irritation.
"You need to figure out Armaan...Till the time you won't understand what
is happening in our life, I would like to stay in this room..."
He shook his head before looking back at her in anger
"Ok fine...do whatever you want...You know...You don't care...You don't
care that your husband just returned after a week...You don't care how much he
must have missed you...all you need is this argument...then have it...But do
remember, it will be you who will come back to me in few days..." Giving a
last look, he banged the door hard behind him.
Tremors of sadness and loneliness shook her body and she rushed inside the
guest room The warmth of the bed engulfed her in and let her burst out in
tears.
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