Parvateshwar PoV:-

After completing all the wedding rituals in haste, which happened solely because of my grandmother's insistence on marrying me off quickly due to her stubbornness. Consequently, I ended up marrying a girl whom I don't even know ,never I ever saw her.And now I have to spent a night with her in my room. Just thinking about this situation is causing me a lot of discomfort and anxiety.

" Arrey Bhaisa appko toh passine aa Rahe h " said that brat who never leaves a place in embarrassing me.

I glared at him, hoping to silence his nonsense, but this stubborn brat never listens. With so much on my mind, I'm not in the mood for arguing. As I walk towards my room, I hear giggling around me, and Varun wastes no opportunity to tease me.

As I stepped closer to my room, the gentle fragrance of white and red flowers welcomed me, their petals softly illuminated by the dim glow of the room. Suddenly, a force from behind jolted me forward, my feet slipping as I struggled to regain my balance, ultimately stumbling into my room, my heart was racing with confusion and apprehension.

Laughter and teasing grins echoed around me, growing louder as I spun around to see Varun shutting the door behind him. It took me mere seconds to grasp the situation, the clicking sound of the lock sealing my fate sinking .

I realized with a sinking feeling that this mischievous prankster had deliberately locked the door, trapping me inside my own room with no means of escape.

Feeling trapped, I cautiously entered my room. The Moonlight streamed through the window, casting a soft glow and causing the candle flames to dance rhythmically. The gentle breeze carried the scent of flowers, enveloping the room in a delicate fragrance. Everything seemed to align perfectly, igniting a surge of desire within me. There, on my bed, sat a veiled woman, her legs drawn close to her chest. The moonlight glinted off her anklets, sending a flutter through my heart.

I moved towards the bed maintaining safe distance between me and her. With a hesitant cough, I noticed a slight flinch from her as she heard the sound.

"Uhmm..What is your name?" I asked her feeling embarrassed.

She took a good few seconds to answer my question.

" Ayurvati" she said.

For the first time in my life, I marveled at the sweetness of my own voice, as if someone had infused honey directly into my ears.

Now I want to hear her more and i wonder how would she look like. " should I ask her to remove her veil and show her face"..."no no she will think me as a pervert " mocked my consciousness.

"Do you know my name " I asked her not knowing how to continue the conversation.

"Senapati ji" she said .

I never anticipated that my rank would stir my heart, and the suffix "ji" only added to my growing restlessness.

"Uhnn ..don't you know my name.." I asked her as now I was longing to hear my name from her lips.

"Actually it is said that wife should not call her husband's name" she said hesitantly.

Parvateshwar:-"Okay can I ask you something"

Ayurvati:- "Yes"

Parvateshwar:-" If you want only then ...i mean if you are comfortable...then only otherwise there is no compulsion...you can choose not to ..."i shuttered very badly and ohh God this nervous breakdown of my is really wrecking me.

Ayurvati:-" aap kehna kya chate h "

Parvateshwar:-"ActuallyIwanttoseeyourface"

Ayurvati:-"Hein,I am not able to understand what you are saying"..

Parvateshwar:- "Actually Dadi sa sent me your potrait but due to my mission I didn't get time to see your potrait"...

"If you feel comfortable only you can show your face otherwise it's okay"

I was nervous would be understatement but yeah my heart was jumping as high as it could waiting for response.

Ayurvati:- "Ohh I see.."

With those words, she reached towards her veil, slowly unveiling her face.

I was utterly captivated, lost for words to describe her. She resembled a goddess in her bridal attire, adorned with jewels. Her face was akin to a lotus, with eyes as mesmerizing as those of a deer murgnayani, a sharp nose, and lips reminiscent of rose petals. What intrigued me the most was the mole above her upper lip. "How will be with I suck them while kissing" this unholy thought came across my mind.

What am I thinking about her...and how can I do so I just meet her once that too today...ohh God....what's happening to me...

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Author's Pov:-

Next chapter will be Suhagraat talks...