Chapter 1: Opening Image
The sun had barely begun to paint the sky with hues of orange and pink when Priya's eyes fluttered open. She stretched languidly, her body still humming from the dreams that had held her captive through the night. Beside her, Aman stirred, his arm tightening around her waist as if even in sleep, he refused to let her go. A soft smile played on her lips as she looked at him, his dark lashes casting shadows on his high cheekbones, his full mouth slightly parted.
She traced the line of his jaw, now rough with stubble, down to his neck, and then lower, to the smooth expanse of his chest.
what should we do about our parents? She blurted. They won’t agree to our marriage.
You know that," Aman replied, his voice still heavy with sleep. He opened his eyes, meeting Priya's gaze. "But we don't need their approval, do we? We have each other."
Priya nodded, her heart swelling with love. "We do. And we have a plan. We're going to your uncle's farm. We'll start our life there."
Aman grinned, pulling her closer. "I like the way you think, Priya. But first..." He rolled on top of her, pinning her hands above her head. "First, I want to start our day the way I want to start every day - with you."
Priya gasped, her body arching towards his.
but let’s plan to elope. Do you know where we can go? With limited savings it is going to be difficult to start a new life. Priya asked, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes locked onto Aman's.
Aman's grin widened, his eyes darkening with desire. "We can go to my uncle's farm. It's secluded, and he won't be back for another week. We can have our privacy there."
Priya's heart pounded in her chest, a mix of excitement and nervousness coursing through her veins. "But what about our parents? They'll be looking for us."
Aman's hand trailed down her body, his fingers tracing the curve of her hip. "Let them look. We're not kids anymore, Priya.
We're adults, and we make our own choices. And I choose you. Now, stop talking about our parents and let me fuck you like I've been dreaming of all night."
Priya's breath hitched, her body responding to Aman's filthy words. She could feel the heat pooling between her legs, her panties growing damp. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer. "I thought you'd never ask," she said, her voice laced with sarcasm, but her eyes were serious, hungry.
Aman chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down Priya's spine. He leaned down, capturing her mouth in a fierce kiss.
next day Aman talked to Rahul and they left for the farmhouse.
The journey was long and tiring but Priya was too excited to notice. She chattered non-stop, her eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation. Aman listened to her, his heart swelling with love. He reached out and took her hand, squeezing it gently. "We're doing the right thing, Priya. We're going to be happy, I promise you that."
Priya smiled at him, her heart fluttering. "I know we are. I can feel it."
The farmhouse was exactly as Aman had described - secluded, surrounded by lush greenery, and bathed in the golden light of the setting sun.