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Satinder's pov

As I slowly opened my eyes, I was met with the serene sight of Sanvi sleeping peacefully beside me. Her arms were wrapped around me in a gentle embrace, and I couldn't help but smile as I gazed at her tranquil face.

Her eyelids fluttered slightly as she dreamed, and I felt my heart swell with love and adoration.

I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer as I hugged her back. My fingers traced gentle doodles on her shoulder, and I felt her stir slightly, her grip on me tightening.

It was already 5 am, and I knew I had important work to attend to, but I couldn't resist spending a few more moments with my sleeping beauty.

As I gazed at Sanvi, I marveled at the gentle curves of her face and the softness of her lips. I grazed my fingers over her soft skin, feeling a deep emotional connection.

Despite knowing I had to get up and start my day, I couldn't help but linger in this peaceful moment, wrapped in Sanvi's loving embrace.

Finally, I leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. Her eyelids fluttered open, and she gazed up at me with sleepy eyes, a soft smile spreading across her face. "Good morning," I whispered, my voice barely audible. Sanvi's smile deepened, and she snuggled closer, her arms wrapping around me like a warm embrace.

I knew I had to get up, but I was reluctant to leave Sanvi's side, basking in the warmth and love we shared.

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As I got out of bed, I began my morning exercise routine, stretching my arms and legs to get the blood flowing. After a quick workout, I headed to the shower to freshen up. The warm water invigorated me, and I felt ready to tackle the day.

Sanvi's pov

As I woke up and got out of bed, I expected to see him beside me, but he wasn't there. I thought to myself, "He must be doing his morning exercise routine." So, I began my own morning routine, starting with my work.

After completing my tasks, I headed to the bathroom to take a bath. The warm water felt refreshing, and I enjoyed the quiet moment to myself.

As I washed my hair, I thought about the day ahead and all the things I needed to accomplish.

Once I finished my bath, I wrapped a towel around myself and began to wipe my wet hair. I walked into the room, expecting to see him sitting at his desk or on the couch, but he was nowhere to be found.

I wondered where he might be, thinking maybe he had already left for work or was in another part of the house.

As I continued to dry my hair, I noticed him sitting in the room, engrossed in some papers. He looked up and caught my eye, flashing a warm smile. I smiled back, feeling a sense of connection and love.

Little did I know, he had been watching me as I entered the room, admiring my beauty and grace.

Our eyes met, and we exchanged a gentle gaze, the tension between us palpable. I felt a flutter in my heart, knowing that this moment was special, a moment of love and connection.

As I finished drying my hair, he beckoned me to come closer, and I knew that this day was going to be filled with joy and happiness.

As I stood there, drying my wet hair with a towel, he approached me with a sly grin on his face. In his husky voice, he said, "Khush naseebi hai yeh TAULIYE ki, jise aapke baalo ko chune ki gustakhi bhi MAAF hai." (How lucky is this towel, that it gets to touch your hair, and even its audacity to touch them is forgiven.)

I felt a blush rise to my cheeks as I looked at him, my heart skipping a beat. His words were like a gentle caress, making me feel loved and cherished. I looked down, trying to hide my embarrassment, but he gently lifted my chin, his eyes locking onto mine.

"Tum meri jaan ho ," (You are my life) he whispered, his voice full of emotion.

I felt my heart melt at his words, my love for him overflowing like a river. "Main bhi tumhare liye kuch bhi kar sakta hoon," (I can do anything for you too) I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

He smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners, and pulled me into a gentle embrace.

Satinder's pov

As I sat in my room, sipping a cup of coffee and checking some important papers, I heard the door open. Sanvi walked in, her hair dripping wet, and a towel wrapped around her head. She smiled at me, and I couldn't help but smile back.

"Good morning," she said, her voice husky from sleep.

"Good morning," I replied, taking in the sight of her. She looked radiant, her skin glowing, and her eyes sparkling.

Sanvi began to wipe her wet hair with a towel, and I watched, mesmerized, as she struggled to tame her tangled locks. I wanted to help her, to take the towel from her hands and gently dry her hair myself.

As she worked on her hair, Sanvi chatted with me about her plans for the day. I listened intently, asking questions and making suggestions. We talked about everything from work to our personal lives, and I felt grateful for this quiet moment together.

As Sanvi finished drying her hair, she came over to me and gave me a gentle kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for listening," she said, smiling.

I smiled back, feeling happy and content. "Anytime," I replied, taking her hand in mine.

We sat there for a moment, hands entwined, and I knew that this was what love felt like - a deep connection, a sense of belonging, and a feeling of peace.

Author's pov

As they continued chatting, his hand slowly began to move towards her waist, his fingers grazing her skin. He gently guided her to sit on his lap, his eyes fixed on hers. She seemed oblivious to his actions, too engrossed in sharing her thoughts and stories. He listened intently, nodding along, his gaze admiring her.

His hand rested on her waist, his thumb tracing circles on her skin. She didn't seem to notice, too caught up in her own words. He slowly began to drag his finger from her belly button, his touch sending shivers down her spine. She jumped, her eyes locking onto his, a hint of surprise and curiosity.

But he just gave her a sly smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners. He leaned in closer, his face inches from hers. She looked away, her cheeks flushing pink. He chuckled, his breath tickling her ear.

Without a word, he reached out, his hand wrapping around her waist, pulling her closer. She didn't resist, her body melting into his. His other hand rose to her cheek, his fingers tracing her jawline. She blushed deeper, her eyes avoiding his.

He leaned in further, his lips brushing against hers. She gasped, her eyes fluttering closed. He deepened the kiss, his lips exploring hers. She melted into him, her body surrendering to his touch.

Time seemed to stand still as they lost themselves in the moment. The world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them, lost in their own little bubble. His hands roamed her body, his lips devouring hers.

She was trapped in his embrace, her heart racing with excitement. She couldn't look into his eyes, afraid of what she might see. But she couldn't deny the sparks flying between them, the chemistry that seemed to ignite the air around them.

As they continued to kiss, the world around them melted away. They were lost in their own little bubble, where time stood still and all that mattered was the two of them.

His hands roamed her body, exploring every curve and contour. She arched into his touch, her body craving more. His lips devoured hers, his tongue dancing with hers in a sensual rhythm.

She felt like she was drowning in his embrace, but she didn't want to be saved. She wanted to be lost in him forever.

As they broke apart for a moment, she gazed up at him, her eyes searching for answers. But he just smiled, his eyes gleaming with desire.

"you are so beautiful," he whispered, his voice husky with emotion.

She blushed, her cheeks flushing pink. "you make me feel like I'm the only person in the world," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

He smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "you are the only person in my world," he said, his voice filled with conviction.

As they continued to gaze into each other's eyes, the tension between them grew thicker. They both knew what they wanted, but neither of them dared to make the first move.

Finally, he broke the silence. "do you want to take this further?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

She nodded, her heart racing with excitement. "yes," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

As she said yes, he slowly reached for her hands and gently removed the pin from her shoulder. His lips began to caress her neck, sending shivers down her spine. She was unable to do anything but moan slightly, her body surrendering to his touch.

He slowly removed her pallu, his lips tracing the curve of her neck. They were lost in their own world, their passion and desire for each other consuming them.

But suddenly, they were jolted back to reality by a knock at the door. They both flinched, their hearts racing. She quickly got up from his lap, adjusting her sarre and saying "Dekhiye na kon hain" (See who it is).

He got up, his face flushed while correcting hus kurta , and went to open the door. His mother stood there, asking for Sanvi's help with something. He replied that she would come in a few minutes, and then closed the door.

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