Chapter 40: 38. Milk

Gun and My GirlWords: 9043

Adithya

After I asked my team to gather as much information as possible about that tattoo we managed to find a few tattoo artists who made similar tattoos. After a thorough inquiry and going through all the entries in their shops and CC footage, we managed to identify 10 men and 5 women who got those tattoos. Now, the task is to track down all of them and enquire about them.

"Aadi, it's getting too complicated now. All those people are well-reputed persons in society. I mean a doctor, an industrialist, a group1 officer, a renowned dancer, what the heck is that? And everyone's records are very clear. Are you sure we are going in the correct direction?" Nihal asks from beside me as he goes through the list we acquired.

He's right. None of them had any police record or even any bad remarks on them. Everything looks so clear but so foggy at the same time. What is the relation between these people? Why do they have those tattoos? What do they even signify?

"There's something that's not meeting our eyes, yet. But as of now, the only clue we have is that tattoo and we have to be careful now. If we start with inquiry, the actual killer may get alert and given the popularity of these people, we cannot hide it from public eyes if we start questioning them," I explain as I massage my forehead with my fingers as my head starts bursting because of all this mystery. A sigh leaves my lips as I lay back on my chair. Nihal nods in affirmation after processing my words.

"Then we have to keep an eye on them from far. I will ask our team to observe them closely and let us know if something suspicious occurs." He tells and I could just nod in reply.

It's been two days since I went home. I had to submit the minister's case file to the higher officials and shortly after that my team started working on the mystery of these tattoos. Yesterday night a mob created a ruscus in the city due to which we had to stay back to handle the situation. We are collecting the data of the people who got those tattoos since morning.

"Go home, man. You look like shit," Nihal comments, as he gets up from his place and a yawn escapes my lips soon. He chuckles at my state and walks out saying he's heading home.

As I walked out, I returned the greetings of the officers and a few civilians and I could feel my eyes closing due to my sleepiness. I won't be able to drive home so I asked one of the drivers to drop me home.

As I got into the car, my eyelids closed themselves pushing me into a much-needed slumber. The next time I opened my eyes when the driver called me out stating our arrival. I got down and walked in the same sleepy state. It was already 9 and everyone including my rabbit was having their dinner.

She was the first one to notice me. She gave me a concerned look, a frown appearing on her forehead as she took in my appearance. She raised her eyebrows asking me if I was okay to which I responded with a nod and a small smile.

"Chachu!" Pihu's voice directed others' attention towards me. She ran into my arms and I lifted her up, placing kisses on her chubby cheeks making her giggle in reply.

"Pihu, let chachu freshen up. Come finish your dinner." Bhabhi calls her and she rushes back to her seat. I walked into my room to freshen up. I took a long shower relaxing my body. The water cascaded down my body washing away the dirt and tiredness of the past two days. While my body relaxed under the shower, my brain raked with thoughts of possible connections between the people on the list.

After a long shower, I walked out of the bathroom with a towel wound around my hips and another in my hand drying my hair. I changed into my track pants and walked into the room drying my hair when I heard a knock on the door.

"Prisha?" I utter, surprised by her presence in my room at this odd hour when our families are downstairs. She walked in with a plate filled with food and made me sit on the bed as she took the towel from me resuming the work I was doing.

"Tired?" She asks, in a genuinely concerned tone as she wipes my hair with tenderness and care. I could barely nod in reply. I held her waist and rested my head on her stomach as she did her work. She put the towel away after a few minutes and pulled me out of the hug.

"Eat, Aadi. You must be hungry," She says in her tender voice as she hands over the plate to me. I take the plate from her and stare at the food in front of me, not having the energy to eat. I am hungry but am very tired to think of eating now. All I want to do is sleep.

"What?" She asks as she looks between me and the plate in my hand making me sigh.

"I am not feeling like, I will just sleep," I murmur, as I pull my legs up and move to the headboard resting my back there. She heaves a sigh before taking the plate from my hands and sitting beside me.

"It's not good to sleep empty stomach, baby. Eat a little," She pleads as she mixes the curry and rice. She brings the spoon in front of my lips and I take it in my mouth not arguing further. She fed me talking random topics while I ate silently.

"Done!" she handed me the water glass once she was done feeding me everything on the plate which was more than what I eat regularly but she tricked me with her words and made me eat everything.

"I love you," I confess, honestly. There is no need for all those grand gestures and luxurious gifts to make your partner feel loved. A genuine smile when you see them, a simple text, and a little care, being mindful of their needs and moods is more than enough. Today, having her feed me made me feel so special which I may not feel even if she takes me to some highly fancy restaurant. This small gesture of love and care is more sweet and romantic.

"Love you, Aadi," She places a kiss on my forehead and ruffles my hair before getting up from the bed with the plate. "I will get you milk, don't sleep," she says as she walks out of my room making me smile at her retreating figure.

She walks in again, with a glass of milk in her hands, and that somehow made me think of our first night when she walks in with a milk glass in her hands. That mere thought made my hormones perk and made my buddy excited and a smirk made its way to my lips.

"What are you smirking at?" Prisha raises her brow as she forwards the glass to me. I take the glass from her, deliberately brushing her fingers with mine and the way her body froze is enough proof for my effect on her.

"I am thinking about our first night," I say looking straight into her eyes and her eyes widen in shock while her cheeks turn pink as blush creep onto her soft cheeks.

"Chi, Aadi! Doodh peelo chup chap," She chides, trying to hide that shy smile forming on her soft petals biting her lower lip.

(Drink milk silently,)

"Aren't we supposed to share it?" I tease and she drops beside me on the bed hitting my chest with a shy smile. She clunges to my torso hiding her face in my chest making a laugh erupt from me.

"Okay, rabbit. No more teasing. But I honestly cannot drink it all. You fed me too much. Why don't you have half of it?" I ask and she perks up from my chest. Her eyes bore into mine as she searched for any hint of mischievousness or teasing in my request. She nodded once she was convinced I was serious and took the glass from me.

She started drinking the milk and I took the glass away from her lips and attached my lips to hers, drinking it from her mouth, taking her off-guard. I thrust my tongue into her mouth tasting the milk from every corner of her mouth. I pulled back after a few seconds and brought the glass near her lips again.

She shook her head negatively but my intense gaze made her give in and she again took a big sip of milk while I repeated the process attaching my lips to hers. I nibbled on her lips and sucked them to my heart's content before repeating the process until there was no milk left in the glass.

I kept the glass away and pushed her onto the mattress softly before hovering over her, balancing my weight and placing my hands on either side of her. She looked up at me, her eyes full of love and little lust for me and that thought excited me like hell.

"Take a breath rabbit," I instruct and attack her lips again once she takes in enough oxygen. I smooched her lips a few times before nibbling on them and her hands found their way to my hair tugging me closer to her while her back arched in response.

I placed my hand on her stomach, pushed her down softly, and left her lips, leaving a trail of kisses across her cheeks, jaw, and neck. I inhaled her intoxicating scent and placed a few kisses there.

"Sleep, Aadi. You need it." She utters softly as she caresses my hair pulling me closer. I move away from her and she sits up straight adjusting her dress. She was about to step down from the bed but I didn't let her as I laid my head in her lap and closed my eyes, inviting the sleep to take over.

I felt her lips on my forehead as she kissed there, whispering a good night. She started massaging my head with her soft fingers and a sigh left my lips after which the sleep consumed me.