chapter 55

YOU ARE THE RHYTHM OF MY HEART!Chapter 55 :Aadhya felt restless after the confrontation with Laila, her mind clouded with unease. No matter how much she tried, she couldn’t focus on her work. Akhil noticed her somber mood and tried to coax the reason out of her, but she remained silent. Unable to bear the weight of her thoughts any longer, she informed Akhil and left the office, hoping that some time alone would help her clear her mind.Stepping into the empty house, Aadhya let out a heavy sigh. Her father, Parasuram, had left for his long-planned pilgrimage to ancient temples—something he had once dreamed of doing with her mother. Despite Aadhya and Nandu’s protests, he insisted on going, using the trip as an excuse to give the young couple some space. However, deep down, Aadhya knew that this journey was more than just an excuse. It was a tribute to his late wife, a way to relive the dreams they once shared.Nandu had ensured that Parasuram and his companions lacked nothing on their journey. He even arranged for a maid to accompany them, making sure his father-in-law was well taken care of.That evening, when Nandu returned home, his gaze immediately landed on Aadhya, who was curled up on the couch, watching a comedy show. She was clad in a delicate satin nightgown that fell just above her knees—a gift from Nandu. Though she had always been shy about wearing such outfits, she had reluctantly agreed, on the condition that she would wear them only when they were alone.His eyes roamed over her slender frame, taking in every curve accentuated by the soft fabric. Feeling his lingering gaze, Aadhya turned her head, and as soon as she saw the way he was looking at her, warmth rushed to her cheeks, turning them a lovely shade of pink. Slowly, she rose to her feet and walked toward him.With long, deliberate strides, Nandu closed the distance between them, pulling her into a tight embrace.His lips brushed against her earlobe as he whispered huskily,“You look so damn sexy in this dress”. His voice was both teasing and filled with desire.Aadhya shuddered, a wave of shyness washing over her. Burying her face in his chest, she whined softly,“Krish! If you keep talking like this, I’ll change into my regular shorts and t-shirt”, her voice shaky with nervous anticipation.A deep, rumbling chuckle vibrated from Nandu’s chest, making Aadhya bury herself even further into his embrace, her cheeks burning with shyness. Amused by her reaction, he gently caressed her back, his fingers tracing the delicate curves of her body.Leaning closer, he teased,“What if I describe all the sinful thoughts flashing through my mind as I watch you in this outfit?”. His voice was playful, yet laced with mischief.Aadhya gasped, her eyes widening at his shameless words. Pushing him away lightly, she turned on her heels and darted toward the bedroom, her voice shaky with laughter.“I’m going to change! You’ve become too shameless, Krish!”. she giggled as she ran.But before she could escape, Nandu was quicker. He caught her by the waist, pulling her back against his chest. Lowering his lips to the nape of her neck, he whispered against her skin,“No! You are not changing. Stay just like this”. His breath sent shivers down her spine as he placed a lingering kiss on her neck. “I’ll freshen up and be back. Wait for me,” he murmured, pressing another kiss to her shoulder before gently nudging her toward the living room.By the time Aadhya had set the dining table, Nandu returned, his damp hair tousled from the shower. He wore only a pair of loose night pants, his upper body bare, revealing the sculpted planes of his toned muscles. Aadhya’s eyes instinctively fixed on his chest, completely mesmerized, her breath catching slightly.Noticing her reaction, Nandu smirked and leaned in, brushing a soft kiss against the corner of her lips. “You still react the same way you did the first time you saw me shirtless”, he teased, his voice dripping with amusement.Aadhya sucked in a sharp breath as his touch sent shivers down her spine. Her palms instinctively pressed against his bare chest, feeling the warmth of his skin. Nandu tightened his grip around her waist, pulling her even closer.“Krish! The food is getting cold”, she whispered, her breath ragged, unable to endure the sweet torment his touch was igniting within her.He chuckled, his lips brushing against her ear. “You know, my hunger is for you, not for the food. Why shouldn’t I have you for dinner instead?”. His words were laced with desire as he trailed kisses down her neck, making her body tremble.Aadhya’s hands traveled to his shoulders, gripping them tightly as she gasped, her voice barely above a murmur. “Krish! Please”, she pleaded, her tone a mix of desperation and longing.“Damn it! Aadu! What is this ‘plea for? To extinguish your fire or to stop this?”, he growled, capturing her lips in a hungry kiss. His grip on her waist tightened as her legs weakened beneath her.-  *KRISH*