Page 55 of That Same Old Love

“So, how was it?” he asked.

She brushed his damp hair away from his forehead and caressed his eyebrow scar with her fingers. “That was truly out of this world. Thank you. I never knew such a thing would exist and I’m so glad I seduced you, because I somehow knew you could deliver,” she told him with a sultry smile, making his body jump in excitement at her touch and the compliment.

She gasped as she felt him get larger inside her and automatically tightened around him, making them both groan.

Samrat couldn’t believe he could be aroused so quickly even after he felt drained and had zero energy to move.

Laughing softly, she shook her head. “Oh God. Not so soon, Samrat. I’m sore. We need a time out. A breakfast break maybe?” she suggested.

Concerned, he pulled out of her as gently as possible, but still saw her wince. “Did I hurt you? I thought I prepared you enough, but I was too rough on you.”

She smiled and ran her fingers on the worried lines over his forehead. “No, you didn’t hurt me. And yes, you were rough, but I wanted it that way. It was great and I loved every second of it. It’s just… been a while and my body is not used to the sudden workout it got. I’ll be fine in sometime.”

He nodded and his gaze swept over her almost naked body, lying on the bed.Finally mine to do whatever I want, he thought and then shook his head slightly at the possessive thoughts.

“Why don’t you order breakfast? Order whatever you want. I’m not picky,” he said before getting up and disappearing into one of the bathrooms.

Mahi went into the other bathroom. After a few minutes, she got out in a toweling robe and began to look for a summer dress she had packed in her bag.

She heard a knock on the main door that she knew was their breakfast. She opened the door and took the food cartons from a delivery guy. Realizing that she didn’t have enough change to tip, she asked Samrat through the bathroom door if he had any.

Samrat asked her to check his wallet.

She found some change there and tipped the delivery guy before closing the door.

When she was about to close Samrat’s wallet, she noticed a picture of a stunningly beautiful woman holding a toddler girl who looked like the woman. She stared at the picture in fascination.Samrat had a daughter!She was shocked at the discovery.

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Samrat came out of the bathroom in a towel and saw Mahi bent over something near the view window. He went closer and slowly wrapped his arms around her waist, and began nuzzling and kissing her ears. He crept one of his hands inside her robe and began to fondle her breasts. He felt her shiver and was just about to whisper something into her ear when he saw what she was holding.

He removed his hands immediately from her and pulled his wallet out of her hands.

“Who said you could go through my personal things?” he asked angrily.

Mahi was taken aback by his anger. “I saw it when I took the change from your wallet. Was that toddler your daughter?” she asked softly.

“Yes. And I don’t want to ever talk about her. Do you understand?” he said gruffly.

She looked at him quietly, and then, “Why? You said we should be like friends as part of our deal. And I know people feel much better when they talk about their lost loved ones to their friends. You can talk to me. I’ll understand.”

He watched her with his jaw clenched tightly as though he was controlling himself.

“Samrat… you are not the only one who has lost someone they love. I lost someone too. I know all about feeling helpless and drowning in self-pity. It is a useless emotion, believe me. Talk to me.”

Her advice made him even angrier. “You think dumping your past lovers or getting divorced is comparable to me losing my daughter? I loved her so much and she was my entire life!” he said in anguish.

She looked at him quietly again for a few seconds, and then, “I wasn’t talking about my lovers or the divorce. There was onemore fact about mytaintedpast that the rumor mill didn’t get hold of.

My parents were too ashamed to discuss it with anyone,” she said wryly. “When my husband and I were separated, I got pregnant from my relationship with another man. My son Aryan passed away last year when he was just over four years old. And even though we only had four years with each other, he was the best thing in my life too.”

Samrat looked shocked, and she didn’t know whether it was because she had revealed that her son was the result of her technically extramarital relationship, or because she had revealed that her son had died.

He sighed, and covered the distance between them to gently pull her closer, and then hugged her. She rested her cheek on his chest, and he began to stroke her hair quietly.

“I didn’t reveal that fact for your pity, you know. I did it to remind you that we promised to be friends and that’s what friends do. Understand or help one another. In fact I hate people pitying me in any way!” she told him with a slight frown.

He kept stroking her hair.

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