I want to write this story as a funny romance and a bit mysterious.
So no deep sorrows, no big broken hearts. It's a simple romantic story of two doctors.
It's about an innocent girl bound to love a man with a toxic lifestyle and behaviour.
Can she love him even after knowing all that? Can she accept HIM?
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Tulasi was immersed in her cooking in the kitchen.Abhi approached her from behind, gently grazing the nape of her neck with his nose. Her intoxicating scent was driving him wild; he couldn't stop himself from touching her.
Tulasi found it increasingly difficult to concentrate on her culinary task."Abhi, stop," she softly requested.The blazing heat radiating from his body was melting her resistance.
"But my dear Tulasi, I haven't even touched you,"he retorted playfully, this time adding his lips, delicately tracing her skin. He yearned to taste her skin but couldn't do that with his sexy yet stubbornly principled darling.
His lips were leaving feather-light, butterfly kisses on her neck, a sensation that was making her toes curl. She was finding it impossible to even hold the ladle steady."Abhi, please, Abhi, truly, let go," she pleaded, her voice a tremor.
"What did I do?"he teased.
"Don't you know what you are doing?"she countered, breathlessly.
"Don't you like it?" he murmured.
Tulasi remained silent, struggling intensely to focus on cooking. Abhi continued to press tiny, tender kisses upon her neck. "Abhi, please, Abhi," she whispered.
"You don't like it?" he persisted.
"I do... like it," she confessed, the admission a shaky whisper.
"Then? What is it? What are you afraid of?"
"I am liking it. That's what I'm afraid of."
"Shall we go to the bedroom?" he suggested, his voice husky with promise.
She pushed him away ,"No, Abhi,"she immediately refused.
"Why say no? You are killing me!"