Tue. Feb 13th, 2024

Episode 12

 

Krishna’s Pov:

 

My eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets as I stared at Sir Aakash in shock.

 

“A night here?” I asked as I gulped.

 

I needed to make sure I heard him right.

 

“Yes… Here with you!” He replied with a charming smile.

 

“What the….” Words refused to come out of my lips.

 

I breathed heavily as I scratched my head.

 

 

“Are you sure sir?” I asked unwillingly

 

“Don’t you want me to spend the night here?” He asked as I forced a smile.

 

“Oh no Sir.. Am not against that but…” I said stammering.

 

“But what?” He asked as I walked towards the window backing him.

 

He entered the cottage and shut the door.

 

“You see… I was just thinking sir what about ma’am Simitra, won’t she be feeling lonely and..” I said and he laughed out loud.

 

I stared at him surprisingly.

 

 

But what’s funny?

 

“What is it sir?” I asked feeling awkward.

 

“Pardon me Krishna but you don’t know Simitra too well” He said as he walked closer to me and placed his hand on my shoulder.

 

Goosebumps ran down my spine at his touch.

 

“How do you mean Sir?” I managed to ask

 

“As long as she has her makeup kit with her, she’s so fine” He said and I smiled. That’s really funny!

 

I know how she’s obsessed with makeups.

 

I wonder why…

 

“That’s funny” I said as he smiled at me.

 

I couldn’t turn to look at him.

 

 

You can’t blame me… I was really shy

 

He sat on the old couch staring at my back.

 

I felt the ground should open and swallow me up.

 

My goodness!

 

 

Am suffocating

 

 

We remained silent with my eyes still fixed outside. “Krishna won’t you sleep?” His calm voice broke the silence. “Uhmm… I will Sir! Am just so in love with the moon” I lied He smiled as he got up and walked to me.

 

Oh no!

 

 

I just lied so that he won’t question me, now he’s coming closer to me. This guy will not kill me

 

“You are right.. The moon is so beautiful” He said as I looked straight at the blue sky.

 

“You know when my mother was still alive, she used to say that whenever you want to make a wish… You can make a wish to the moon and it will be granted” I smiled.

 

“Really? So we can make wishes to the moon” Sir Aakash asked and I nodded in agreement.

 

He quickly closed his eyes and muttered some words.

 

He opened his eyes and smirked.

 

“What did you wish for Aakash sir?” I asked anxiously.

 

“Well I wished for us… To… to be together…” He said as his lips drew closer to

 

mine.

 

I held my breath in anxiety…

 

 

He smelled so nice…

 

“I LOVE YOU KRISHNA” He said and I felt butterflies in my stomach.

 

 

Jeez! I couldn’t help but blush….

 

 

We held each others hands and our lips glued together in a hot passionate kiss

 

 

(As love songs played )

 

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I rolled from one side of the bed to another as I gradually opened my eyes.

 

I yawned tiredly rubbing my eyes.

 

I opened my weak eyes and to my greatest surprise, I found out that I was half naked.

 

I turned and saw Aakash sir lying next to me holding me.

 

He was also half naked.

 

I covered my mouth with my palms as I saw a blood stain on the bed sheets.

 

 

We did it I thought as tears rolled down my cheeks.

 

I know I shouldn’t feel bad but….

 

But…..

 

But I can’t help it.

 

Sir Aakash opened his eyes slowly and I quickly wiped off my tears.

 

I don’t want him to feel guilty.

 

Of course he is my husband…

 

 

He gripped my hand tightly and kissed me “My love” He said as he pecked my forehead. “Sir do you….?” I tried saying

 

“Shhhhh…” He said as he placed his index finger in between my lips.

 

“I know you are a virgin and I highly respect you for that, and yes! I love you” He said as we hugged each other tightly.

 

I don’t regret doing it with him afterall.

 

 

 

 

 

Lakshmi’s Pov:

 

I walked into the mansion with my makeup kit.

 

I was about to enter the mansion when I saw Sir Aakash walk out of the cottage.

 

I scratched my head in confusion.

 

 

What did he go there for this early morning? I thought Simitra is now inside

 

the mansion and the slave is now in the cottage I thought as an idea popped into my head.

 

I almost screamed but I stopped myself.

 

“Could it be that Sir Aakash spent the night with the slave?” I said to myself as I bit my lips in annoyance.

 

This slave is definitely going to ruin in my plans.

 

 

No way!

 

 

I can not let that happen

 

I have to do something.

 

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I sat on my stool with Simitra’s foot placed on my laps.

 

I cleaned her nails thoroughly applying some colour to it.

 

I quickly looked around and no-one was coming.

 

“Simitra ma’am… can I ask you a question?” I said as she nodded with her eyes fixed on the mirror.

 

“Yes Lakshmi” She said blowing her gums.

 

 

Spoilt brat

 

“Where’s Aakash sir?” I asked anxiously

 

She sighed loudly.

 

 

“Tch! He doesn’t stay in the mansion anymore… He lives in the cottage with his slave wife! I have the large soft bed all to myself” She laughed.

 

This woman is so dumb

 

“What? I can’t believe you” I screamed as she rolled her eyes.

 

“What do you mean?” She asked

 

“Are you for real Simitra ma’am? Don’t you know that the slave is slowly capturing your husband and she will soon give the Singh’s an heir” I said as she gasped.

 

“What?” She shouted in annoyance.

 

 

 

 

 

Let the fire burn

 

I laughed within me.

 

Simitra’s Pov:

 

I rushed downstairs straight to the dinning where everyone was sitting.

 

“Father….” I screamed crazily at my father in-law.

 

Everyone stared at me in dismay.

 

 

Is she crazy?

 

 

What is wrong with her?

 

 

Has she gone nuts?

 

Everyone kept muttering

 

 

“What is the matter Simitra?” Father in-law asked

 

“I WANT AAKASH BACK IN THE MANSION” I yelled angrily….

 

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#Tbc

 

 

The deed has been done

 

 

But Lakshmi is a big problem

 

 

Party scatter!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Married

 

 

Slave

 

 

I was sold but I got married

 

 

An Indian romance story

 

 

By: Pinky Preshy Chioma

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