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 47 The Game Face
It was at the herald of dawn when Anirudh had left Bondita sleeping in her bedroom before entering his study.
He had already changed into a pair of formal suit, the kind that he usually wears during an official business.
There was not a single moment to waste.
He pulled the drawer and took out some blank sheets, few legal papers and a plain white writing pad.
It took him an hour to finish scribbling on those papers as he carefully enveloped them one by one, segregating and marking them cautiously.
"Five", he murmured as he took a glance at his newly acquired limited edition gold Rolex wristwatch. It was the first time he wore it after coming back to his country.
He quickly strode out of the door and headed towards the main hall.
"Koeli.."he called out softly.
Koeli was sitting lazily at the porch of the Banglow, guiding Lachman to water the freshly potted decorative plants.
She had just woken up from her sleep.