"Rajeev sir," Radha remarked, adding that she had to go since she was finished with her duties and her husband was expected home this evening." I would arrive the next morning."
"Ok."
"Today's sky is quite gloomy, and tonight might bring torrential downpour Before retiring to bed, Gowthami covers the windows to stop water from dripping into your bed."
"I'm going to lock the openings before stepping into, all right, aunty."
After giving them the instructions, Radha departed.
since Gowthami was driven home by Rajeev. Radha used to spend the nights in Rajeev's home with Gowthami in order to prevent the inhabitants from criticizing Rajeev's activities. Additionally, every three months, Radha's ex-city worker husband spends a week in the hamlet before going back to the city. Radha went to her house since her husband was returning after a three-month absence.
Gowthami and Rajeev returned to their mattresses to sleep.
Gowthami carefully shut the window and door before going to bed, mindful of the forecast predicting a rainy night. As she drifted off to sleep, she felt reassured that she had taken precautions against the weather.
However, in the middle of the night, a fierce wind howled through the neighborhood, growing stronger by the minute. Suddenly, there was a loud crash that jolted Gowthami awake. Disoriented, she sat up in bed, heart pounding.
A strong breeze pulled Gowthami's locked window open, letting raindrops fall on her and the bed.
She quickly realized that the window had shattered, sending shards of glass across the floor. Rainwater gushed in, soaking the curtains and splashing onto the wooden floorboards. Gowthami leapt out of bed, her feet cold against the wet floor.
It was then she remembered that the window had been slightly damaged before, a detail she had overlooked in her haste to secure her room . She hurried to find something to cover the broken window, the chill of the rain-soaked air biting at her skin. The sound of the storm outside raged on as she worked, determined to protect her room from further damage.
Gowthami attempted to shut the windows, but it was difficult due to the persistent rain.
"Holy God, what is this strong wind, and what should I do, the doors won't shut?"
Rajeev was completely sleeping when he heard some noises and immediately hurried to Gowthami's room to look into them. To assist Gowthami, who was having trouble closing the windows, Rajeev hurried to the scene.
"Hey Rajeev, if you're here, could you please assist me with closing this window?".
Both were prosperous. Since Gowthami had shut the windows since it had begun to rain, Rajeev had observed her becoming wet.
"Hey, Gowthami, you're all soaked; quickly change, or you'll get cold."
"I'll change right away," Gowthami told herself as she turned to go after saying "ok Rajeev" to herself.
After carefully examining the area, Rajeev said, "I believe that the room has been thoroughly soaked."
The fact that the bed was wet was obvious to Rajeev.
He had a plan:Despite the many rooms in Rajeev's mansion, he couldn't sleep in the guest room that night. The room wasn't ready; the bed needed cleaning, the sheets needed changing, and a few other adjustments were necessary. Faced with this, Rajeev decided to spend the night in the hall, offering his own room to Gowthami so she could sleep peacefully.
" I would tell Gowthami to sleep in my room while I slept in the corridor since she couldn't sleep on this bed because it was entirely soaked."
After getting ready, Gowthami went to Rajeev's of bumping a towel over her hair.
Rajeev saw that Gowthami was wearing a bathrobe when he first met her.
Rajeev's throat went dry when he saw Gowthami in her night robe. She looked stunning, her beauty magnified in the soft, ambient lighting. The night robe, silky and delicate, clung to her figure in just the right way, highlighting her graceful curves. Her long, dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing her face like a halo. Her eyes, deep and expressive, seemed to sparkle with a mysterious allure, while her lips, soft and inviting, held a hint of a smile. The simplicity of the robe contrasted with her natural elegance, making her appear even more enchanting. Rajeev couldn't help but be mesmerized by her presence, feeling a flutter of emotions he couldn't quite name.
Rajeev, unable to control himself, immediately asked, "Why are you wearing a night robe?" His voice was strained, betraying the effect her appearance had on him.
Gowthami glanced at her clothes rack and pointed, a slight blush coloring her cheeks. "The garment rack nearest to the window really got drenched because of how strongly the wind and rain were blowing. I had to change into my bathrobe since my clothes were already wet," she explained softly. "This was the only thing I had left to wear."
As Rajeev requested Gowthami to put on clothing because he could no longer stand to watch her in her pajamas, his breathing became laborious.
Controlling his inner desire with great effort, Rajeev said, "Gowthami, you need to put on some clothes."
Gowthami looked at him, confused and a bit helpless. "But what should I wear now? I have no dry clothes."
Without a word, Rajeev took her hand gently but firmly and led her to his room. He opened his closet and gestured towards his clothes. "You should get dressed right away; pick out what you want to wear," he said, his voice steady though his heart was racing. He turned and left the room, closing the door behind him with a soft click, giving her the privacy she needed.
Gowthami was puzzled by Rajeev's sudden change in behavior and his insistence that she change immediately. His earlier calm demeanor had given way to an urgency that left her feeling a bit unsettled. She couldn't quite understand why he was acting this way, and his abruptness made her feel a little weird. As she stood there in his room, holding one of his shirts, she couldn't help but wonder what had caused this sudden shift in him. The room, filled with his personal belongings, felt both intimate and strange. She shook her head slightly, trying to brush off the confusion, and began to change, hoping the awkward moment would pass quickly.
"Are you all dressed up now?"In the end, Rajeev confronted Gowthami and asked her questions.
"Rajeev, feel free to come in."
When Rajeev entered the room and saw Gowthami dressed in his oversized pajama set, he couldn't help but burst into laughter. The pants were far too long, pooling comically around her feet, and the shirt swallowed her petite frame, the sleeves dangling past her hands. Gowthami tried to look serious, but even she couldn't suppress a smile at how ridiculous she must have appeared.
Rajeev laughed when he saw Gowthami dressed in his clothes.
"Gowthami, you look absolutely ridiculous in that outfit".
"Ha ha ha,"
He found Gowthami's dress to be peculiar.
Gowthami was taken aback when Rajeev started to jeer her.
"You're making fun of me, Rajeev, and I'll kill you if you keep it up."
As she drew nearer, her long trousers unintentionally brushed across his leg, and she sprang forward to assault him.
"Ahaa".