"Riya's Point of View,"
I received a call on the phone.
"Are you ready, Riya?" Harsh inquired as I emerged from the memory.
"Today is our day to go out.At 7:00 p.m., you must be ready."I replied affirmatively and hung up.
In the evening, I looked at the clock on my phone. I went to the bathroom at 5:30 p.m., stripped off my black shorts and sky blue t-shirt, untied my hair to my waist, and turned on the shower.
I was standing in the shower, thinking about Rachit's kiss the night before.
After Rachit's passionate embrace, I felt like I was kissing for the first time in my life.
For a while, after I touched him, my lips went numb. He wasn't the first guy to kiss me, but I'd felt nothing like it before.What zeal he possessed!
I rubbed my fingertips across my lips, re-experiencing the kiss.
Rachit sat peacefully in the driver's seat while I sat in the front. He kissed me, and I did not know how or why.
I couldn't stop myself from doing it.I hoped I could stop myself, but I did not know what sensation Rachit's touch had generated in my body. He pulled my shoulders towards him while keeping his fingers in my hair. He pressed his face against my cheek. I had a powerful attraction to him. He was inhaling and exhaling at the same rate as I was.
The car was lit up and the music was seductive Bollywood.** Flashback**
Why don't you give me a kiss?
I believe he dislikes me.Yes, I am not as stylish as other women.Rachit is a stunning young man.
I don't understand why he would be interested in me.So, what was it about him that drew me in so close?This isn't correct.
Harsh's liberty is being exploited unfairly by me.It'll be the equivalent of betraying Harsh.Oh, nothing happens; how will Harsh know what you've done if you kiss him?
Rachit, Rachit, Rachit!
How much longer will you stare at me down with your toxic gaze?I won't be able to stop myself from kissing you if I keep staring into these eyes.
The heavy rain aided my wish.
Heavy rain, low-pitched romantic music, and moderately sizzling lights would make for a wonderful romantic occasion.
Rachit inhaled deeply and kissed my long neck with his lips. I couldn't stop myself and dragged him over to hug me. He kissed my lips as soon as he switched off the medium light. He took my lower lip in with his lips, placing his tongue inside my mouth. With one hand, he grabbed my hair, and the other, the back of my neck. In my arms, I also grasp his massive shoulders.
It was raining outside of the car.
I had only just closed my eyes, but it was still not submissive, as swiftly as our breaths were rising. I lightly bit with my teeth and sucked his lips. While sucking, I flick my tongue across his upper lip.
We were both reminded that we were in the car by a light from the front of a car. In our seats, we sat up straight.
I assumed he'd start the car and drive away, but he looked at me and said, "I want more," and kissed me again, without giving me the chance to voice my desire.
While we were still kissing passionately, he began kissing the back of my neck. I could touch his broad chest because he was wearing a shirt with the top three buttons undone, and he kissed my ear after removing the hair near it. He had my fist around his chest.I closed my eyes and allowed myself to be buried in this pleasure while gripping his muscular arms with the other hand.
The ringtone on the phone drew my attention at that point.
Harsh's call flashed on my mobile screen.
I awoke, separating Rachit from me while also improving my appearance.Harsh was worried because I hadn't arrived home; "where are you?" he questioned. "How come you haven't called in yet?"
I responded, "I... I'm just coming."
"When it's raining so hard, how will you get here? I am coming to pick up." Harsh inquired, concerned for my well-being.
"There is a coworker present," I instantly replied.
"No need to worry, I'll be there soon," I assured him, before hanging up the call.I asked Rachit to drop me at my home as quickly as possible, and he agreed.
Rachit started the car, and we said nothing to each other on the way home after that passionate kissing session. I exited the car and thanked Rachit when we arrived home.
"You're welcome," he says as he returns with a slight smile.
As I walked in, Harsh stood on the balcony, looking at me.
Harsh handed me a dry towel as soon as I arrived, and when I returned after changing my clothes, he had already prepared ginger tea for me and placed it on the table.That day was no different for Harsh; he remained silent as usual.
Even when he saw me with an unfamiliar young man, he did not react.He would never be doubt on me. With my male friends, he has never had an issue. I get jealous when Harsh talks to a woman or pays her more attention than I do, but I don't see Harsh feeling jealous right now.
It was composed for him as he had always been.To my disappointment, he never expressed his feelings, so I hoped he would be upset with me and inquire why I was late?
Inquire who dropped me off at home?While most men want to control women in every aspect of their lives, his approach is different.
But I want him to assert his authority over me and prevent me from speaking with anyone else.
Keep an eye out for my style and appearance.
For his girlfriend, he doesn't want her to be like the rest of the guys; he doesn't want her to look like a doll with makeup all over her face.Harsh is the polar opposite of my energetic and outspoken attitude.
Although we've been together for so long, we're still in love.
Harsh's concern for me made me joyful, yet I felt ashamed of my actions.
I couldn't get that passionate kiss out of my head, despite my best efforts."Riya's point of view,"Harsh's call interrupted my thoughts, so I closed the shower and emerged wrapped in a red towel, looking extremely attractive to my open wet hair.Harsh thinks I look sexier with wet hair.Harsh was lying on the bed, keeping a close eye on me."What are you seeing?" I asked him."You," he said in my ear as he got out of bed, hugging my waist, keeping his face on my shoulder, looking in the mirror."Let me get ready," I fluttered and murmured to him."How much do you have to get ready?" he asked, as he moved my waist towards him."Let's cancel today's outin
"Riya's Point of View,"Is Rachit going to call me right now?His phone number is in blacklist, and He knows that. Will he contact me now that he knows?How firmly did he cling to my hair on that day?Rachit will wait for me when I return to work tomorrow.How am I going to make direct eye contact with him?What would I answer if Rachit asked why I was avoiding him?I've blocked no one's phone number to this day.I do not know why I put Rachit's phone number on my blacklist?
"Riya's point of view,"I dashed into the office, my attention drawn to the ticking biometric clock, and, thank God, it spared me from being late for work.That my office had been open since 9:00 a.m. allowed me to exhale a sigh of relief.At 8:59 a.m., I punched my finger with my other hand.This time, I ignored the irritating buzzing sound emanating from my phone's alarm clock.I was pleased with myself for my minor accomplishment.I had the distinct impression that I had accomplished something significant. After all, I was a mature and responsible young lady.I preferred to be present only when it was absolutely necessary, rather than before or after the event.
"Rachit's point of view,"I walked into the conference room.My gaze fell on Riya, who appeared to be as beautiful as ever.As soon as she noticed me entering the conference hall. It clouded her face with awkwardness and sadness.I noticed she pretended to be looking at a PowerPoint presentation, but she was looking at me from the corner of her eyes.I wanted to inquire why she had ignored me.Didn't she like to kiss me on that day?I've just been in this office for three months, and the management has kept the news of my arrival secret, only sharing it with the office's senior management.People's eyes stopped on me as soon as I walked into the office on the first day of my job; because of my appealing appearance and personality, they quickly noticed me in the eyes of the people.The same thing happened here as soon as I arrived. Following my appointment with the plant head, I had to attend a meeting in the conference room.I drew m
"Riya's point of view,"Rachit had called me, which made me ecstatic. Did he also send me a message? It is not possible for me to read messages that are blocked. In the end, I could not access the messages I had been eagerly awaiting.I wanted to speak with him, but it scared me that my growing friendship with him would harm my relationship with Harsh, so I did what I felt was right and avoided meeting with Rachit all day.Because of an emergency, I had to work late today. I exited the workplace with my bag after concluding my work. I waited for the elevator door to open after the biometric punch.Rachit was already inside the elevator when the door opened.What had you been up to at this point in the office?With puzzled eyes, I gazed at him.He had figured out what I was thinking. "I forgot my car key on my table," he said without prompting."Sir, here is the key to your car," Peon told him. He thanks Peon with a smile. He stood in the eleva
"Rachit's Point of View,"I lost track of time today while debating the marketing plan for a new project at work.The time was around 6:30 p.m. It drew my gaze to Riya's office as I prepared to leave the office.I just peeked through the glass of her cabin door to see if her cabin light was still on.She was using her laptop to do some work. When I arrived at her door, she seemed completely oblivious to my presence. If she wished, I could drop her off there. I figured she wouldn't get auto rickshaw because it was getting dark outside.However, after observing her altered behavior in the morning, I decided not to disturb her any further.Just as soon as I stepped into the parking lot to get the car key, I realized I had forgotten to bring it with me.Oh, my goodness, I forgot the key to my cabin in moving in. Because of my careless actions, I reprimanded myself and apologized to myself.I asked the pantry boy to carry the key outsid
"Riya's Point of View,"I'd just walked out of the office building. My office was about 30 minutes away from my home.As I lifted my hand to halt the auto-rickshaw, the horn of a car approaching from behind drew my attention; "Oh, Is this Harsh?""What exactly is he doing here?" I moved over to Harsh's car, drew back my raised hand to stop the auto-rickshaw, and stared at it, bewildered.I often tell Harsh that he should come outside my office and pick me up, but he never has enough time to stand outside and wait for me.Although seeing Harsh's smiling face makes my day's exhaustion go away, I am surprised to find him in front of me like this.I should be glad to see him, but I'm not sure why I don't like it when he comes today."What are you doing here?"As I stood outside the car, I inquired.He peered out the window of his car. As he opened the car door, he looked at me affectionately and said, "I pick you up.""If you had called and told me, I would
"Riya's point of view,"It was after 10:00 p.m. by the time we got home, and traffic in Gurgaon is so horrendous that it takes an hour to get there that neither of us remembered to discuss the important news.Harsh pushed through the main entrance and turned on the lights in the hall.I also took off my shoes before entering the house.As soon as the bedroom door opened, I ran to the bed, leaving my laptop bag and handbag on the side table, and lying down, telling him how fatigued I was today."Me too," Harsh said as he was going to change his clothes in the washroom, to which I answered, "Well, come back soon, I have a lot to talk about with you."Waiting for Harsh to return, I took turns on the bed from here to there. I got up and started headed to the washroom to change clothes as soon as he returned."Why are you running away from me so much today?" he questioned, grabbing my hand in his.It blew away the color of my face once more after h