I woke up to the sunlight casting on my face, and I let out an annoying grumble.
I felt some weight on myself, then I looked down at my chest. I saw Sugandha's body lying upon me, which brought an immediate smile to my face.
I gently tucked the hair strands behind her ear and caressed her cheek lightly.
I gulped instantly when I realized that we both were naked and her assets were squishing against my hard chest.
It was swirling those dirty desires again, no… I can't let that happen.
But… they feel so amazing. I want to touch them again… and again.
I took a deep sigh and made her lie down straight; I was being careful not to wake her up.
My eyes raked her beautiful naked body, and my face turned red. I can't believe I finally did it. I was happy that it was with my wife…
I let out a loud, shaky breath when my gaze fell onto her breasts. One squeeze won't hurt, right?
I extended my hand slowly, and I just stopped right above her breast. Last night, I behaved like a shameless man, and now I'm thinking a hundred times before touching her again.
You know what? Fuck it. I gently rested my palm on her right breast and squeezed it.
Omg, it felt so amazing. The feeling is just out of this world; the texture is unlike anything. So unique and addictive….
I removed my hand with a satisfied grin and covered her body with a blanket.
I still couldn't believe that she's the woman that I fell in love with so deeply. I tried to look for her every day when she disappeared, but she fell into my arms like a lottery after almost 6 years. And I'll not let her vanish this time.
She's mine, forever.
My face turned into one of anger when I remembered that asshole. I clicked my knuckles and smirked dangerously.
Time to unleash all my anger on those bastards that dared to harass my wife.
I'll skip my workout, since I'll just practice it with those human bastards anyway. I need to wash myself first and then fill my stomach.
After finishing my bath, I had my breakfast really early, without waiting for anyone. It was just some fruits and milk.
"Bhaiya, I'll meet you at the Panchayat directly. I have some unfinished business to do." I informed my brother while starting the engine of the motorcycle. And he just nodded in return.
I started driving at full speed. Today, those bastards will face death.
Once I reached, I saw Raghu just waiting outside with a stick in his hand. He ran towards me once he felt my presence.
"Jija ji, you did come…" he said with a grin.
"Yes, now guide me to those people." I said.
He nodded and sat on the back of the motorcycle.
He guided me to a big house, and there were many workers and maids out on the front porch.
I parked the motorcycle aside, and we both stepped inside.
There was an elderly man smoking on a rocking chair with furrowed brows.
"Who are you?" He asked.
I glanced at Raghu, and he pointed his finger at a group of workers that were carrying some bags.
I rolled my sleeves till my elbow and took long strides towards them.
"Kya chahiye saheb?" One of them asked.
I smirked and landed a punch on his right cheek. He fell onto the ground due to the impact.
"I want the death of you four people" I said with an expressionless face.
Author pov
Everyone around stood up from their places when they heard Rudra. The elderly man was still in his chair, smoking.
The man on the ground was groaning in pain, and the other men started flexing their muscles, ready to fight.
With a guttural growl, Rudra stepped forward, the heat of his fury igniting the air around him. “You touched what’s mine. You’ll pay for that.”
“Pay?” The first man scoffed. “What did we do?? And you're not a match for us."
"You bastards harassed my wife, don't you think I should harass you people back?" Rudra said.
In a flash, Rudra lunged, fists flying. The crack of his knuckles against flesh rang out, punctuated by grunts and gasps.
“Stop! You’re going to kill him!” one of the men yelled, retreating.
Rudra gave a dangerous glance to him, and his knuckles were covered in blood.
With a swift movement, he lunged forward, fists raised, ready to unleash the tempest of his wrath. The tavern erupted into chaos, screams and shouts mingling with the sound of fists meeting flesh.
One of the men hit Rudra's back with a heavy bag. Rudra fell on his face, and his teeth clenched with pure rage.
He immediately got up, and his fists trembled with fury. The men lunged at Rudra at once, and Rudra was quick enough to dodge.
"Jija ji!!" (Brother-in-law) Raghu yelled and threw a rod towards Rudra.
Rudra caught it and let out a dangerous glint of a smirk.
He flipped the rod like it was nothing and landed brutal punches to their guts.
They started coughing up blood and seemed extremely exhausted.
Rudra was about to hit their head with the rod, but he felt someone's hands on his legs.
He glanced down and found a woman crying at his feet.
"P…please don't kill my husband. My kids and I need him. I beg you, don't make me a widow." she muttered.
Rudra closed his eyes with his jaw clenched. He wanted to kill them so badly…. but he dropped the rod.
The sound echoed throughout the area since everyone became quiet.
He made that woman stand up and sighed.
Then Rudra heard someone clapping. He furrowed his brows and glanced at the source of the sound.
It was the elderly man, he had some mischievous smirk on his face.
"Wahh, shabash. Tumhari himmat ki toh datt deni padegi." He said.
(Wow, great. I must salute you for your bravery.)
Rudra was very confused as to why this old man was praising him instead of being angry.
"I was looking for a handsome and strong man like you for so long." The old man said.
"Are you crazy, old man? I bolted into your property and was about to kill your own men." Rudra said.
The old man chuckled and crushed his "beedi".
"Kaveri…" he yelled.
A beautiful woman emerged from the house with braided hair on her shoulder.
"Go and clean his bloody hands. I don't want him to be covered with that dirty, low-class man's blood." He said.
"Ji" (yes) she said.
The woman walked forward, and her anklet sound echoed throughout the place.
She stood in front of Rudra, who tilted his head in pure confusion.
The maids around them immediately ran towards Kaveri and handed her a jug of water.
She took it and was about to hold Rudra's hand, but he didn't let her.
"I can do it myself." He said.
Kaveri let out a smile and held his hand anyway.
She delicately washed his hands and wiped them with her pallu.
Rudra immediately stepped back, maintaining distance between them. He didn't like another woman being this close to him and even touching him.
Kaveri smirked, tucked her pallu in her waist, and glanced back at the old man.
"Mujhe pasand aagaya hai." Kaveri said.
(I like him.)
Rudra's eyes and mouth widened at her statement, and Kaveri looked back at him. She was literally eating him up with her gaze that was running up and down on his muscular body.
"Toh fir thik hai. Rista pakka karte hai, kya bolte hai damad ji?" The old man said with a grin.
(Oh, that's nice. Let's confirm this relationship; what do you say, son-in-law?)
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