Flames OF Paradise - Season 1 - Episode 22

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Flames OF Paradise - Season 1 - Episode 22

Roshan looked at Snigdha’s bent head, watching her hastily scrubbing her already flushed cheeks with herdupatta, trying to avoid his eyes. A small smile twitched his lips on seeing her embarrassment. He could imagine a brave and feisty woman like her trying to hide her moment of weakness which he was finding extremely endearing and childlike. In his 34 years of life, Snigdha probably can be called one of the first women who stirred him like this, making his heart beat faster than usual, his mind and heart pulled in different directions at the same time. A feeling of exasperated anger mingled with this acute sense of protectiveness confused him to no end. He should be really angry with her for ruining his plan of such an amazing story on the Al FaranJehadiswhich could not only make him an internationally acclaimed name but would help so many people. But he only felt relief at finding her safe and sound, within an arm’s length. He felt like holding her to himself till he made sure she reaches her team. He felt a stab of pure unadulterated jealousy at the thought of her going back to her close friend Nitin who his sources had said was a bit too close for comfort, making him believe that he could be her boyfriend. His eyes, roamed all over her, and even in this dishevelled, unkempt situation, he felt a tug of desire tighten his body, when he looked at the swell of her heaving chest, her smooth creamy throat which was now visible from her loosened
dupattaand her beautiful expressive face. Her damp eyelashes, making her big eyes enticing.



Her pearl white teeth now nibbling at her dusky pink lips, making his pulse quicken. Before he felt distracted and did something foolish he said abruptly,
‘Now we have to stay here for some more time till we are sure of no one coming this side. Then I will take you in another direction. I have gone through this dense jungle a couple of time during my recce. So as soon as it’s little bit dark we will have to move. I just have a match box and no food or water. Maybe after some time, I will see if there is a water body nearby which I had noticed before, I can atleast get us some water. But we must leave this place at dusk to avoid wild animals…’



Snigdha head jerked up and she said with panic, ‘Wild animals? Do we really have them here?’
‘Oh yes jackals, hyenas and even panthers’. He said tongue in cheek, making his tone casual.
He felt her shudder and look at him and then notice his lips twitching in amusement.
‘Roshan! Seriously? How can you joke about it?’ She asked in irritation and turned her body away from him.


Roshan saw her mock anger and laughed. He shifted his weight and stretched his booted legs in the front, touching her thighs due to lack of space. Seeing her flinch, he laughed loud and said,
‘We have to stay here for long baby. So you better get used to my touch. Come on, come here. Let’s lie down for some time. We have the whole day in front of us, or rather a few hours before I can venture out and look for water. I am sorry I can’t provide you with a first-class accommodation, but you can use my arm as a pillow if you want. I wouldn’t want your pretty head lying on the dirty ground.’ Roshan’s voice quivered with humour. He spread his head gear on the ground. He needed to make her feel comfortable without creating much fuss. As it is he was caught in a dangerous situation because of her. The least she could do was to cooperate. He noticed Snigdha sitting upright for a second, then crawling on her knees to where Roshan was reclining in the ditch, his back to the root of an old tree protruding from inside and stretching upwards into a giant foliage. Gingerly, Snigdha crept closer and lay her head on his arm, which he used to hold her closer, his hand lying impassively on her shoulders. He had noticed her hesitation and understood it perfectly. Knowing Snigdha’s personality in a short time he had spent with her, he could guess that she wasn’t the flirtatious and brazen kinds, taking advantage of the situation, and throwing herself at him. He knew women had always loved his company, admired him for his personality and success.


Without being vane, he knew he could charm any woman if he desired. Women he had been involved with in London or India had always been intelligent, thinking women of substance who knew the score, which was mostly no strings attached healthy relationships. But Snigdha was different. Cautious, fidgety, defensive and somewhat wary as if… as if she had some bitter and bad experience with men in her past. He wanted to know more about her. But now was probably not the time.
Maybe once she’s safely back to her world, and he has accomplished his mission, maybe then… maybe he would like to get to know her on common grounds. Share her interests, meet her family perhaps… Roshan was taken aback at this thought. Why was he thinking on these grounds? He didn’t even know this woman from adams! He was just physically attracted by her exotic Indian beauty and wanted to kiss her and probably desired her and could easily see her m0an!ng in pleasure while he made earth shattering love to her! He turned his head towards Snigdha’s head cushioned on his left arm, her breathing even, signalling that she was fast asleep. A rush of tenderness made his heart skip a beat, and without realising, he bent his head and gave a feather light kiss on her hair.
Snigdha opened her eyes and felt a steady rhythm under her ears, making her all warm and relaxed. She felt as if she was sleeping on a warm soft pillow, and rubbed her cheeks softly smelling the musky fragrance emanating from the pillow.




She took another breath and jerked into wakefulness when she realised that it was not a fragrant pillow but a man’s warm chest, the rhythm being the steady heartbeats under her ears, magnified by the closeness to her ear drums! She tried to sit up straight, when she realised that a strong arm was holding her tight, which made it difficult for her to get up fast. She craned her neck to look at Roshan whose arm was tight around her, and looked straight into warm, amused liquid brown eyes. Roshan had been watching her reaction with amusement. This thought made her face colour delicately widening his smile. His eyes searching hers, he slowly loosened his arms and asked,
‘Feel better after the nap?’
‘U-huh… yeah… kind of. And you?’
childishly
‘Me too. Not everyday you have a warm, sweet smelling body so close to you, to give you company!’ He said laughingly.
‘Oh shut up! Now where is that water? I am so thristy!’ She said c