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*
Chapter 46 Entitled to You
When the soul knows peace, the heart can sleep!
Vandita slept peacefully like a small child, enfolded in Awnirudh's arms, as her face lay buried in his chest. She inhaled his strong yet soothing masculine aroma as her lips curled into an angelic smile in her sleep. Her body was still wrapped in the crimson red soft towel that cover her bosom going above her knees. It was in absolute contrast with her white creamy skin that glittered in the scanty silver moonlight..
Awnirudh sat still, leaning against the pillows as his fingers brushed her hairs gently, comforting her in sleep. His eyes were fixated on Vandita's bruised wrist that she had rested on his chest. A deep sense of sorrow arose in his heart.
Why was he not there to protect her?
The question rang in his mind in a loop.
And then... It had suddenly occurred to him.
'Kshitija..!!' He exclaimed.
What if all these were her.... What if she wanted to harm Vandita in order to gain his intimacy!