Hearing Vidyut's words, Maya went to freshen up in the washroom. The private room they were in was very classy and luxurious. It had a washroom inside for freshening up. After Maya went into the washroom, Vidyut laid Ayansh on the couch and, loosening his tie, headed towards the washroom.
Inside the washroom, Maya stood in front of the wash basin, splashing water on her face. Suddenly, she felt someone's presence behind her.
Maya didn't react immediately to the presence. She calmly washed her face and then picked up a hand towel from the hanger, drying her face. When she turned around, she saw Vidyut standing behind her, just as she had assumed.
Vidyut was rolling up his shirt sleeves and looking at Maya with intensity. His tie was slightly loosened, and some of the buttons on his shirt were undone.
In his slightly messy and carefree attire, Vidyut looked different from usual but extremely attractive and charming.
As Maya's eye contact met Vidyut's deep blue eyes, her heartbeat quickened slightly. Her hands, drying her face, stopped.
Vidyut's eyes were intense and filled with darkness, but his poker-faced expression made it impossible to read his actual thoughts.
When Vidyut moved closer to Maya, she slightly trembled but remained balanced as Vidyut pulled her into a tight embrace by her waist.
Vidyut's one hand could easily cover Maya's delicate waist. When he had completely wrapped her waist in his hands, he realized that even through her clothes, Maya's waist felt as soft and smooth as cotton.
Vidyut began to explore Maya's waist with his hands.
Maya's body stiffened slightly due to Vidyut's sensual touch. She looked up at him and asked in a low voice, "What! What are you doing, Mr. Vidyut?"
Hearing Maya's question, Vidyut stopped his hands. He lowered his eyelids and looked at Maya. Then, he held her by the waist and placed her on the wash basin slab.
When Maya tried to close her legs, she realized that Vidyut was standing between them.
Just thinking about Vidyut's standing position made Maya's fair face turn crimson red.
Maya blinked several times. Her usually calm and relaxed beautiful face now reflected innocence and nervousness due to Vidyut's proximity.
Vidyut observed Maya's reaction deeply.
Vidyut had found Maya's shy reaction odd before, but today he found it endearing.
Maya was raised in London, in a society where people considered shamelessness as their culture. Despite this bold environment, Maya was still pure, innocent, and shy.
Although Maya usually dominated men in other fields, it was easy for Vidyut to dominate her in intimate situations. Vidyut didn't need to make much effort to dominate Maya.
Vidyut bent down, rubbing his nose against Maya's cheek, and said in a low voice, "I am your husband, Mrs. Maya Vidyut Singhania! So, call me Vidyut, not Mr. Vidyut!"
Hearing Vidyut's words, Maya bit her lips and said, "Okay. I understand. But why are you behaving like this? Move away from me. Ayansh must have woken up."
On hearing Maya's words, Vidyut pulled her closer again. Maya's soft body pressed against Vidyut's hard body.
As much as Maya wanted to distance herself from Vidyut, she had now come even closer to him. After Vidyut's move, their position had become more intense and aggressive.
Vidyut whispered hot breaths into Maya's ear in a dark voice, "I know Ayansh is now our son. He is our responsibility. But you cannot give him more attention than me. Your first priority must be me. You need to focus on me more than on him."
Maya's eyebrows furrowed at Vidyut's words. When Vidyut kissed her behind the ear and then faced her, Maya, looking deeply into his eyes, asked, "Am I your first priority?"
In response to Maya's question, Vidyut, in a flat tone without emotion, said, "You are my first and last priority. I don't give priority to anyone other than you."
On hearing Vidyut's response, Maya's lips curved slightly with a smirk.
Maya asked Vidyut, "What about Ayansh? Don't you give him priority?"
To Maya's question, Vidyut answered with one word, "No!"
Maya's smirking expression froze on hearing Vidyut's answer. His stunning face clearly indicated that he was serious about his words.
Maya paused for a moment and said, "How can you be so heartless? He is your own…"
Before Maya could finish, Vidyut interrupted her, saying in an emotionless voice, "Ayansh is just a result of my mistake. If he were your son, he would definitely be a priority in my life. But he is not our son. In the future, if we have our own children, they will be on my priority list. But Ayansh will not be on that list. Ayansh is just the consequence of my mistake."
On hearing Vidyut's last line, Maya's beautiful face turned hard.
Resting her forehead on Vidyut's shoulder, Maya said, "Not just yours, but ours. If Ayansh is the result of a mistake, then we both are equally responsible for that mistake. We should have severed ties with trust and carelessness long ago."
Hearing Maya's words, Vidyut, with zero emotion, looked at his reflection in the wall mirror and said, "I trust you!"
Upon hearing Vidyut say he trusts her, Maya's eyes opened wide. The indirect meaning of Vidyut's words was that he still trusts the word trust. But was it really true?
Maya lifted her head and asked Vidyut, "If you trust me, then why have you placed your men behind me? Why do you keep an eye on me?"
To Maya's question, Vidyut gently moved the strands of her hair from her forehead and cheeks behind her ear with his firm fingers and said, "I like doing that. I cannot always see what you do all day long. That's why I have instructed my subordinates to keep an eye on you so that they can tell me everything about you."
Hearing Vidyut's silly excuse, Maya smiled. Vidyut was making excuses as if he was in love.
After a moment, Maya asked, "Okay! If that's the case, then I would like to know what you do all day?"
Maya's question made Vidyut ask with a serious expression, "Are you really interested in knowing?"
"Yes! I am."
On Maya's confirmation, Vidyut said, "Alright. I will send you my schedule. You can send your subordinate to keep an eye on me based on that."
Maya was left speechless by Vidyut's statement. The person standing in front of her was probably the only one in the world who was asking to be watched.
Seeing Maya silent, Vidyut asked, "So when are you planning to start keeping an eye on me?"
Maya, emerging from her speechless state, looked at Vidyut with doubt. However, seeing a hint of curiosity in Vidyut's eyes, Maya fell silent again. Vidyut genuinely wanted to know when she would start keeping an eye on him.
Maya paused for a moment, cleared her throat, and said, "Soon."
When Maya was about to speak to tell Vidyut to move away by placing her hand on his shoulder, Vidyut bent down and whispered against her lips, "I want to kiss you!"
Hearing Vidyut's words, Maya's voice was muffled in her mouth. Vidyut's lips were touching hers as he spoke.
Vidyut completed his statement and then took Maya's lips into his mouth.
Feeling Vidyut's passionate kiss, Maya's grip on Vidyut's muscular shoulder tightened. After a moment, Maya held onto Vidyut's shirt with her fists, her eyes closing.
Vidyut slowly playfully sucked on Maya's upper lip while holding her by the waist and lifting her into his lap. Maya's legs automatically wrapped around Vidyut's waist after his action.
One of Vidyut's hands was on Maya's waist, while the other was moving along her back.
Vidyut moved from her upper lip to her lower lip, playfully sucking on it while pressing her back against the wall.
Meanwhile, at Arya Mansion,
Mr. Rudra was taking off his blazer in his bedroom. The stress of the business trip was clearly visible on his face.
After taking off his blazer and neatly folding it on the couch, Zara stormed into the room and angrily said to Mr. Rudra, "Rudra! You voted for Maya instead of Natasha. How could you do that? Natasha is your younger daughter. How could you do this to her?"
Hearing Zara's raised voice, Mr. Rudra's eyes turned cold. He glared at Zara and said, "Lower your voice and speak to me, Miss Zara! And how dare you come into my bedroom without permission?"
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What will happen next? To know…
To be continued…