As the sun climbed higher in the sky, illuminating the bustling streets of Kolkata, Debaditto ran his fingers through his hair, his heart racing with anticipation and chaotic thoughts. Today was the day he had waited for so long, yet something gnawed at him, a whisper of uncertainty buried under layers of lust and denial.
He glanced at the clock, panicking slightly as he realized time was slipping away. "Get a grip, Debu," he muttered to himself, shaking his head as if to dispel the doubts clouding his mind. He grabbed his keys, the cool metal grounding him, and headed out of his flat, his thoughts a whirlwind of excitement and dread.
Meanwhile, Srinjini stood in front of her mirror, adjusting her hair nervously. She felt an odd mixture of eagerness and trepidation. The thought of Debaditto’s hands on her body sent shivers down her spine, yet the shadow of her past loomed heavily over her. She had rehearsed every scenario in her mind, convinced that everything would be perfect this time. But what if it wasn’t?
“Just breathe,” she whispered to herself, trying to quell the storm of emotions swirling within her. “He loves you. You can trust him.” Deep down, however, a voice echoed her doubts, reminding her of the scars she carried hidden beneath her skin.
As Debaditto pulled up outside her college, he spotted her standing alone, her eyes darting nervously around. She looked beautiful, yet fragile, a delicate flower caught in a tempest. He approached her with a charming smile, but his mind was still a cacophony of conflicting emotions.
“Hey, you ready for today?” he asked, trying to keep his tone light, though he could feel the weight of the moment pressing against his chest.
Srinjini offered a tentative smile, and for a fleeting second, the world around them faded. “Yeah, I think so,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
He reached out, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. The innocent gesture felt laden with tension, a silent acknowledgment of the storm brewing beneath the surface. “Let’s go,” he said, leading her towards his car, unaware that today would not unfold as either of them expected.
As they drove through the bustling streets, the air thick with unspoken words and unfulfilled desires, a sudden honk jolted Debaditto from his thoughts. A motorcycle veered dangerously close to their car, and in a moment of reflex, he swerved, narrowly avoiding an accident.
“Debu!” Srinjini gasped, her heart racing as she gripped the seat. “Watch out!”
“I’m fine, I’m fine,” he assured her, though his hands trembled slightly on the steering wheel. “Just a little distracted.”
The near-miss rattled them both, a stark reminder of the unpredictability of life. Yet, as they continued their journey, the air between them crackled with unresolved tension.
Once they arrived at his flat, Debaditto felt a surge of exhilaration mixed with anxiety. The room was dimly lit, candles flickering softly, casting shadows that danced along the walls. He had tried to create a romantic atmosphere, but now it felt more like a stage set for a drama he wasn't prepared to act in.
Srinjini stepped inside, her gaze sweeping across the room. “It’s… nice,” she said, her voice betraying her uncertainty.
“Thanks,” he replied, his heart pounding in his chest. “I thought we could—”
Before he could finish, his phone buzzed with an incoming call from Arnov. Debaditto hesitated, glancing at Srinjini who was fidgeting with her fingers, her expression a mix of curiosity and impatience.
“Um, just a second,” he said, stepping away to answer the call. “Arnov, what’s up?”
“Debu, where have you been? I’ve been trying to reach you,” Arnov’s voice was frantic. “You need to come to the café. Something happened. It’s important.”
Debaditto’s heart sank. “Can’t it wait? I’m… busy.”
“No, it can’t,” Arnov insisted, his tone urgent. “Trust me, you need to hear this.”
As Debaditto " I think you can handle the matter whatever it is . You are my best friend bro, anyways i will meet you in evening. "And cut the call .H
e caught a glimpse of Srinjini through the doorway, her expression mixed with confusion and concern.
Srinjini' pov
As we reached his flat. I was mesmerize by the decoration. It's a two BHK flat, though he use only the master bedroom and other one is locked as always. As we entered his room the windows are covered by heavy curtain , for this in this sunny day it's darkening enough. There are some cented candles are pleased the bedside table. And the best part is there are jesmin flower is floating in a glass bowl my favourite and he also put white bed sheet and pillow cover, seeing this a tender genuine smile appears to her lips. As he is offended but also put her choice first.
He is wearing a light sky colour formal shirt with first two buttons open and grey track straight jeans, look like a perfect meal as always.She is came out from day dreaming by his phone's ringtone. Someone is calling him.
A slight concern came over his face as he see the caller id , arnov da his best friend is called to meet him , I think some serious issues, though I know arnov da is also started ignoring me thinking I'm cheated his brother, hell the situation is totally messed up , he also not believed me , he also questioned about my character!!! It's cut deep beyond imagination. But somehow in corner of his heart he believes that I'm not the one can cheated, so we are here , he ask me to prove my verjinity! I never thought I'm gonna here this from his mouth, but I can't bleam him properly, I have nothing to provide myself right but I can't loose him at any cost so I accept all he demanded for , though I know it's all his just word , he nothing gonna do to me . I trust him , believe him more than myself.
Cut the call he turns towards me.his slightly messy hair due to stress looking breathtaking.🫠
Debaditto's pov
I don't know why arnov call me so urgent. Hell but I need to fix my needs first . Cut of call I turned towards her he wearing a track pants and a full sleeve cotton crop top. She is looking really stunning over the clothes how it will be when there is no clothes.... Well huhhhh.
I feel her staring at me , and I look at her face hre Bob cut hair loss freely above her shoulder by side partition nas there is a cute clip attached, look so cute and inocent, but the reality is behind this inocent face there is bitch, hell I can't even process the truth, she was often told me she is not ready to intimacy but now she is accepted all my wishes 😈, she was just pretending to inocent she not actually inocent at all😏 , and I dmn sure that she is not a virgin at all, all of this I decorated as I just don't spoil my first time experiences. I'm not pushing her to do this she simply agree for this fucking relationship, no no she just agreed for the money I have ......
Anyways i told her to wait few minutes as I'm going to take a quick shower.
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