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The Unventured Passions

Unventured Passions is a contemporary romance novella in Indian context, weaving tales about a prominent young 18 year old landlord, who after becoming a barrister, returns to his country, only to find himself entangled with the fate of a 9 year old child, a girl. On a fateful stormy night, infront of hundreds of villagers, the young barrister was compelled to marry the little girl to save her life from the prevailing social evils that would have led her to imminent death. But, needless to say, he could never accept her as his wife. With an age difference of 9 years, the relationship between the two remained as that of a mentor and a mentee, a teacher and a student, for years, each growing up slowly amidst platonic companionship, until one sensuous moment of weakness. The blossoming teen girl had fallen hard for her cold barrister husband... and fearing the worst, the husband sends her away, only to realise he too had fallen for her madly... But it's late already! His baby wife wasn't a baby anymore, and the fiery passion burns hard... Would he be able to get this beautiful fiesty wife back? Will the young lady accept her husband who had renounced her once so heartlessly? The story revolves around love, hatred, jealousy, mystery, action, patriotism, and an unforgettable tale of passions above all... a saga of love beyond all odds. *Mature Content Alert*

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Chapter 15 The Butterfly Effect

The night was undisturbed... Quiet, tranquil and serene. The dark night sky was lit up by a bright moon and thousands of flickering stars. Occasionally, an unknown bird would sing, tearing away the silence of the night and it's voice would echo through the wind for a long time.

Both Awnirudh and Vandita felt overwhelmed at the surreal tranquility that surrounded them. They both closed their eyes to inhale the freshness of the mountain air. Vandita was lost in her dreams before Awnirudh spoke again.

"I've read your letters Vandita. You have quite a flair for writing. So tell me, do you write for yourself?"

Vandita nodded in agreement.

"Wonderful! So when are you showing me your work Vandita?" Excitement was evident in Awnirudh's voice.

"Same time, when you would show me your research paper." Vandita spoke slowly and smirked.

"Research paper? But I .... " Awnirudh looked slightly demented.

"Well... Barrister Babu", Vandita finished her glass and kept it on the table. " Your research on classification of kisses, defining their origin and purpose. Remember?" Vandita asked with a straight face.

Awnirudh noticed the mischievous grin on her face and laughed out loud. But, in his heart he felt a sharp ache.

"Vandita, I owe you an apology. What I had said that day infront of everyone, the way I said it... I'm sorry Vandita." Awnirudh paused.

Vandita was quiet. She leaned back on her chair and stared blankly at the sky.

The air was filled with a sudden sense of melancholy.

Awnirudh broke the silence again. He refilled their glasses and looked at Vandita, a sign of mischief painted all over his face.

"Now that you are so interested in reading my research paper Vandita, which I don't have, would you be interested in a practical demonstration perhaps?" Awnirudh asked with a smirk.

Vandita's ears turned red instantly.

She felt hundreds of butterfly flittering inside her.

"No thank you Barrister Awnirudh Roy Chowdhury. I'll pass." She replied with a fake courtesy. "Thank you for the offer though. However, I have my own means of learning you see..." It was her turn to tease him now.

"Ahaa... Your own means!! Sounds interesting." Awnirudh said with a tone of psudo suspicion.

"Also, I think my friend Kshitija might be more interested in being your lab rat." She smiled flirtatiously.

"Kshitija? But I thought she is engaged." He remarked. "And that reminds me who was that young lad you were speaking to? The one in red coat."

"That's your lab rat's twin brother." Vandita laughed.

"I see... Who wears a red coat I wonder." Awnirudh tried to make a point.

"Why? The Oueen's guards!" Vandita promptly replied and they both burst out into a roll of laughter at the proximity of the joke . An easy air of comfort surrounded them as they exchanged a glance.

Suddenly, it started to drizzle and Vandita stood up and walked to the railing of the terrace with her glass in hand. Awnirudh followed.

"He should be away from my Queen." Awnirudh spoke in a throaty voice as he stood dangerously close to Vandita almost spooning her. He could feel Vandita's hair fluttering in the gentle breeze as it touched his face. His chest almost touched her back. He held the railing with both hands captivating Vandita in his subtle embrace.

"Your Queen? Interesting." Vandita spoke in a low shaky voice. "And who might that be?"

The night was potent with an aura of romance surrounding these two souls. They felt the same heartbeat, they breathed the same air. But the hardest part was the surrender!

Awnirudh brought his mouth near her ears and softly uttered the words.

"You."

Vandita felt a familiar jolt of electricity running through her spine. She could feel Awnirudh's warm breath searing her wet cold ears.

Awnirudh planted a soft kiss on her left earlobe sending shivers all over her body. Encouraged by her reaction, he started to suckle her earlobe with a smooth roll of his tongue.

Vandita moaned out loud.

Her senses were overpowered by the deep sensation that Awnirudh's tongue was causing her. She clutched the railing tightly as she felt Awnirudh's leg pressed firmly against hers.

"Barrister Babu... " She gasped.

Awnirudh slowly turned her around. He saw her face flushed. Her eyes were closed as the raindrops were falling gently on her angelic face. He could feel her body trembling in excitement.

He touched her right thigh gently, brushing his hands upwards, touching her waist to the base of her soft round moulds.

Vandita exhaled deeply. She was relishing his touch.

She tried to utter a word but was stopped by a gentle touch of Awnirudh's fingertips.

"Shhhh... Don't talk." He commanded in a husky seductive voice sending another round of electricity down her spine.

His fingers started caressing her lips gently before he leaned forward to steal a kiss from her.

Vandita's lips were pressed together. Awnirudh planted a soft kiss on them and waited for them to part. Sensing a delay, he gently moved down a little and pecked her neck. Vandita moaned as Awnirudh felt her muscles stiffening in a brewing ecstasy.

Awnirudh started sucking the rainwater from her neck with a renewed vigour. He ran his tongue along the vein of her throat and reached the hem of her blouse.

Vandita was feeling dizzy from the combined exhilarating effect of Awnirudh's touch and the alcohol. Her knees weakened as she clutched his shirt and submitted to his embrace. She dug her nose in his chest and inhaled his scent.

'Ahh.. I missed this..!' she thought in a daze.

Awnirudh gently pulled her under a shade as the intensity of the rain increased.

A pearly water drop dripped from the tip of Vandita's sharp nose as Awnirudh's lips touched it. His hand travelled and caressed at the back of her neck before grabbing her hair firmly. Vandita arched her back.

Aided by two glasses of champagne and an overpowering ecstasy, Vandita, in an instance, ripped the first three buttons of Awnirudh's shirt, digging at his flesh with her nails in the process.

Awnirudh was baffled and bewitched at the wild vehemence of the situation. He stopped. He was not prepared for something like this.

He has awakened his tigress!

Awnirudh smirked and caught hold of Bondita's hand to kiss her fingers.

"Tigress... You are mine!! My wife..." He spoke with a gentle firmness.

And even in this moment of ultimate ecstasy, his words were good enough to bring Vandita back to her senses. With a vigorous force, he pushed Awnirudh away.

"Your wife?" Her tone changed.

"Last time I checked, you had rejected me as your wife... Barrister Babu, you had ridiculed me infront of everyone. I have never lied in my life, and you very skillfully had projected me to be one." Vandita voice was cracking. It was just a matter of seconds before she would break down into tears.

"Vandita I... ", Awnirudh was searching for the right words.

"I what Barrister Babu?" Vandita cried.

"I don't want to be close to you as tomorrow morning, again, you would make me feel like a fool infront of everyone." Vandita turned back and started walking away from Awnirudh. The raindrops were pouring heavily by now and had drenched Vandita completely. Awnirudh stepped out of the shade as well.

"Vandita... Stop. I would never do anything like that to you. I won't deny us ever again." Awnirudh, too was drenched in emotions and rain.

"Barrister Babu", Vandita shouted with her voice getting muffled by the rain.

"You refused to be my husband... Tonight, I refuse you as my husband!" Vandita was crying inconsolably.

Awnirudh heard her words, but didn't feel them. He could only see tears flowing down her large eyes. He couldn't take it anymore. In an instance, he ran towards Vandita and scooped her in his arms. Moving her swiftly back to the shade, he pressed her arms against the wall.

"Never.. again.. shed your tears Vandita. Never ever!" He looked straight into her eyes with an intense fervour before pressing his lips hungrily against hers.

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