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I was too disturbed the whole day. Manya's voice, her strength, her calmness in the face of betrayal and pain-it refused to leave my mind. I buried myself in work, but nothing worked. My thoughts were too loud, my heart too heavy.
So, I decided I needed a distraction. Not from the case-but from the ache it had left behind.
I changed in my office itself-red chiffon saree, light dewy makeup, bold red lipstick, a tiny bindi, and that killer confidence I always carry. I looked at myself in the mirror.
Sexy as hell. Muah.
I texted Datta: "Pick me up from the firm. And don't you dare be late."
Minutes later, he called. I grabbed my clutch and walked down, heels clicking against marble.
And there he was.
Leaning against the car, in a black shirt with sleeves rolled up, forearms inked and glinting in the golden hour light, a lazy smirk dancing on his lips. Hayee.
My husband. My chaos. My calm.
He looked at me like I'd just stepped out of his dream. "Red, huh?" he drawled. "Is this for the world to burn or just me?"
I raised an eyebrow. "Depends. Can the world handle this?"
He whistled. "I barely can, woman. You want me to crash the car tonight or what?"
I walked up to him, flicked his nose. "Behave, Mr. CM."
"I'm trying," he murmured, eyes trailing down the curve of my waist. "But you're not making it easy."
I slapped his chest playfully. "Flirt."
He chuckled as I slid into the passenger seat. He started the car, but one glance at me and his voice softened. "You're not fully here, are you?"
I didn't reply. He didn't push. Just drove.
We finally reached a beautiful villa tucked away from the world. As we stepped inside, I gasped.
The whole place was glowing. Warm candlelight, strings of fairy lights, soft instrumental music, petals scattered like dreams across the floor. The air itself felt scented with peace.
I turned to him, amused. "Waah, Mr. CM. Didn't know you were so romantic."
He shrugged dramatically. "This peasant is at your service, Your Majesty."
Then he pulled my chair back, made me sit at the beautifully decorated table, and served me food himself-everything I loved. No onions, double chillies, cold water with tulsi leaves.
I smiled. "You remembered all this?"
He leaned in. "I remember everything about you. Even things you don't say."
We ate slowly, laughing over memories, teasing about old fights. He even tried mimicking my courtroom voice. "Objection, milord! My husband is guilty of stealing my heart!"
I rolled my eyes and threw a roti at him. He ducked and laughed like a child.
Then, as the plates were cleared, he stood and offered his hand. "Dance with me, Katha."
We moved to the center of the room. "Jhol" began to play. I didn't resist. I let go.
//Kivein tainu main vikhavaan?
Dilon russ gayian chaahvaan
Teri yaadan 'ch bikhra main, duniya sajavaan
Sun ve, main kitthe jaavaan?
Hun chhup gaiyan raahvaan
Eh te dasseya si, khaabaan 'ch takkeya si
Lai hun din vi nahi chadheya
Te dil 'ch tu, mere mann 'ch tu
Jadon vi nahi hondi paas te tadapdi ae rooh
Te ravi tu qareeb, sohni, haale na tu ja
Tu hi hai mera naseeb, kadi vi na jaavi door
Asi laa ditte, jinne vi tu mangdi ae taare
Meri jaan, kadi vi na dari mere pyaare
Dil 'ch tu, meri hasrat tu
Asi tere utte marde ne, sunde nahi kyun?
Hun te roz tainu chaande jaande
Tere husan 'te marde asi roz
Ki kariye sajna bol?
(sajna)
Haan, tere hi jhol 'te nachde saare
Tere pyaar 'ch kariye ki hun bol?
Sajna, kya aavaan kol?//
He twirled me, pulled me close, held me like he'd never let go. The lyrics wrapped around us like a second skin.
He sang softly, his voice low and raw, every word a confession. When my favorite line came, he didn't just sing it-he meant it.
"Mera koi hor nahi ae, dass ditta duniya nu.
..
Jadon vi aave, apne naal laave khushiyan nu
Jadon vi door jaave, jaan saadi kadh jaave
Sajna, eh tere kol vassna ni chaahve
Muskura ke lai litti ae saadi zimmevari
Ni main nahi kitti kadi vi tere ton badgumaani
Tu mera pyaar si, dil aasmaan paar si
Eh do dilaan da pyaar si, oh pyaar na si kaagzi, par"
I closed my eyes, heart full. And finally, I sang the last line back to him.
"Meri khwaahish tu, meri hasrat tu...
Asi tere utte marde ne, mannde nahi kyun?"
Then, he pulled away.
And went down on one knee.
I froze.
He took out a small box. Opened it. Inside was a stunning diamond ring-flawless, elegant, eternal.
He looked up at me with eyes that saw only me.
"Katha," he began, voice steady, deep, "I've lived in the shadows all my life. Led armies, signed treaties, killed emotions and buried my heart so deep, even I forgot where I kept it."
"But then you came."
"You... with your fire, your voice that doesn't stutter even before the Supreme Court, your strength, your madness, your stubbornness. You didn't knock on the door to my heart-you broke it open."
He swallowed, emotions tightening his jaw.
"I tried to stay away. I told myself I didn't need love. That I wasn't made for softness. But every day I saw you fight the world and still come home and hold me like I was worth something-I knew I was already yours."
"You're the reason I still believe in redemption. You're my lawyer, my savior, my punishment, and my peace."
He looked down for a second, then back at me.
"I know I'm a difficult man. Full of scars and silences. But I promise to love you in every language I know-whether it's with words, with touch, or just with presence. I promise to walk beside you through every courtroom, every battlefield, every storm."
He reached for my hand and slipped the ring onto my finger.
"Tonight, I kneel not as the CM, not as the mafia lord, not as the man with a thousand enemies. I kneel as your husband. Just a man. Hopelessly, madly, entirely in love with you."
He smiled faintly. "So, Mrs. Dattatriya Agnivanshi... will you allow this flawed, inked, dangerous man to keep being yours? Forever?"
My lips trembled. My heart was too full.
I didn't speak. I dropped to my knees with him, cupped his face, and kissed him with everything I had.
And in that moment... the world melted.
Manya's pain still lived in my heart. But this man? He was my anchor. My strength. My soft place to fall.
And now, my forever.
He dint break the kiss and carried me to the bedroom and put me on bed carefully.
I was panting breathlessly and he hovered over me.
"God I can't hold back anymore, sunshine, I want you so bad" he whispered his voice low and seductive
"Who is stopping you Datta?" I whispered and that was his last straw and he tore my saree and blouse completely and I gasped I was completely naked infornt of him, my beautiful saree I thought.
"Datttaaa" I yelled but he dint care and captured my lips into a Passionate kiss and I gasped and he took advantage of it and his tongue explored my mouth hungrily I held his kurta moaning inside his mouth which he swallowed it and kissed me desperately.
He broke the kiss, his lip trailed down my neck sucking and nipping my neck, jaw and collarbone and he suddenly Grouped my both breasts together and squeezed it hard and I moaned "Datta- ahh"
"God sunshine your so soft" he whispered and i blushed he launched on my left nipple and and sucked it like he was made for doing it, his other hand kneaded my right breast and I was moaning mess. He gave equal attention on my both breasts "D-Datta" i whispered breathlessly
He groaned and continue his work but suddenly something flashed in my head and i sat up gasping and in that process my head hit his chin and he groan in pain and rubbed his lower jaw "Shit Datta sorry- I who is with Sheraa?
He hates bein-"
But he pin me on bed "Sunshine Sheraa is in your father's home I myself dropped him there" he whispered and I sighed in relief and kissed his lower jaw
"Does it hurt" i asked caressing it and he just smiled and shook his head and stood up from bed, and I frown but he slowly removed his black shirt and pant with boxers revealing his whole naked body covered in tattoos and his manhood oh god my walls will be ripped today.
But a thought came in:
Damn I'm gonna give my first time to my hot covered in tattoo husband, I thought and laughed evilly,
Datta crawl to me and his hand moved on my whole naked body "You dont know love I have craved for you my whole life" he whispered
"Datta" I whispered and he looked at me "Yes Sunshine?" He whispered seductively
"I-Its well Its my F-First time" i whispered finally and his eyes widen but then he smirked "Mine too sunshine I waited for you my entire life" he whispered
And my heart melted
He positioned himself between my leg and I was nervous "Datta why is that so big?? And will it fit???" I asked laughing awkwardly but little scared
He chuckled "dont worry sunshine it will fit only inside you, I'll try my best to be gentle" he whispered
He entered inside me slowly careful not to hurt me as he reached my barrier he put little more pressure and broke my barrier and i yelled in pain and bit his shoulder and scratched his back
He hissed but kissed my head continuously and whispered soothe words in my ears.
Finally he thrusted inside me and he grunted "God you're so tight" and thrusted hard .
My pain eventually subsided and I was moaning in pleasure, "Ahh Ah Da-Datta"
He groan thrusting hard and fast "That's it sunshine moan my name, scream it" he whispered seductively near my neck and I was moaning mess.
He thrusted too deep and faster and he hit my G-Spot and I moaned loudly "Daatttaaaaa, YESS RIGHT THERE YES" and he groaned but chuckled "you love it when I hit your sensitive spot dont you??" He asked and hitting the same spot continuously
I nodded vigorously moaning continuously i was too lost in pleasure that I continuously scratched his back and bit his shoulder and neck
He hissed in pleasure, his hip jerking at the sting "Fuck, baby. Just like that". grips my hips hard, slamming into me "You feel so good."
"Dattaaa" I moaned in pleasure
He kissed me deeply his tongue slipped inside my mouth as he thrusted inside me hard and fast.
"Da-Datta Im gonnaa- Ahh" I whimpered almost near my climax
"Yes sunshine come for me, come on my cock" he whispered thrusting harder and massaged my clit and i moaned loudly "Daaattaaa-" and I came on his cock panting and shuddering as i came.
He too came groaning deeply, his hip shuddering as he filled me up with his seeds.
We both were panting but he suddenly turned me on my four and positioned himself again and thrusted inside me and i moaned "Hold on tight sunshine because I'm not done with you. Not yet" he whispered seductively.
He Made love with me whole night he showed me how much he craved for me, how much me loved me, how much he worshiped me and I loved every second of it.
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