Viraj was laying on his bedroom bed when he felt a pair of soft hands on his naked chest. In a snap, he opened his eyes, only to find that same pretty girl looming over him. A small, almost invisible smile grazed his lips as he looked at her. His eyes travelled down her body to find that she was wearing red lingerie. Her long hair was open and wet. The mere sight made him excited down there. He felt his arousal rising.

Slowly, he straightened his arms from under his head and made way for her to lay her head on his arm to sleep with him...by his side. To his pleasure, she did as he asked and placed her head on his arm while wrapping her left hand on his naked chest.

His eyes didn't leave her as she lay beside him so seductively. Her cleavage was exposed to his eyes and for a moment, he felt she did it intentionally.

The little woman began circling her soft fingers on his chest, making him more aroused than possible. Within a flash, he pushed himself up and loomed above her, while hiding her frame by his.

"Viraj." Her sweet voice reached his ears and he wondered how she was so beautiful. He met her eyes with lust and then proceeded his gaze to her bosoms.

He felt her soft palm on his cheek as she lovingly grazed it. He was on the ninth sky as she touched him. Her gaze fell on his lips and he understood what she wanted. So, slowly, he lowered himself and kissed her cleavage. Her sharp intake of breath and the sudden rise of her chest marked the sign of her approval. And, he loved it.

He took one of the straps under his fingers and slowly pulled it down her hand. She allowed him to do it as he continued sucking on her neck. She had given full access to her neck by turning her head to her right. He pulled the other strap down as well, revealing more of her bosoms.

Viraj trailed her skin and reached her chin to kiss it. He then kissed her left cheek followed by her small eyes and then nose. Her warm breath fanned his face as he made love to her face. And he loved this feeling too. He couldn't help but moan her name in desire and arousal.

"Sneha!" He whispered hoarsely to which she sweetly hummed in her feminine voice.

He looked at her again and then at her lips. He had not touched her lips yet. He wanted to, now. And as she parted her wet lips, he wanted to suck at them fervently.

He lowered himself again and made his way to her lips. He had almost touched her lips when he heard her speak.

"Viraj! You are engaged!" She said while looking at his eyes.

And, just like that, she vanished from under his body into thin air.

Frustration. Irritation. Anxiety. These were the exact feelings that Viraj felt right now as he woke up from his dream.

After multiple rounds of conferences, he finally managed to sustain the deal that he had signed months ago. The business crisis was over. It took him a week to sort out the issue and thus, he had to work day and night. Even though the situation was in control now, he felt uneasy and discomfort. His hands itched to touch someone. He wanted to see someone specific. And above else, he was dreaming of that particular person.

'I have gone insane!' He concluded as he rested his head on the comfortable seat of his private plane. As soon as he closed his eyes, her face appeared in front of his eyes. Her memories plagued his mind like a virus. No matter how much he tried to divert his attention to something important, he just couldn't.

It had been eight days and he hadn't seen her physically. Sure, Ananya's bodyguards had periodically sent pictures of Ananya in order to confirm to him about her safety. But, his eyes would search for that particular girl in every photo. He would then scan her figure, her clothes and look at her face.

Thinking of her, he opened his eyes and picked up his phone from the table. Opening the gallery, he clicked on the group photo of Ananya where all the five girls were playing on the beach. However, his eyes ignored everyone in the picture except for one. It was not his sister.

It was Sneha.

His heart felt jelly as he looked at her image in which she was building a castle-type of structure with her friend, Jyoti. She obviously had no idea that she had been unintentionally caught in the camera. Instinctively, he zoomed on her image and looked at her photo again. He felt like a creep but he cared less about it.

His gaze followed the way she was smiling as she placed her hand on the castle. Her hair was tied in a tight bun and her clothes had specks of sand and water. She looked carefree and wild. She looked happy. And the mere realization made him happy as well. A smile grazed his lips. He liked her smile.

And just like that, the frustration enveloped his smile. He closed his phone and threw it on the table in irritation.

'I shouldn't be thinking about her! What is wrong with me? Why isn't she leaving my mind?' He wondered in annoyance.

Viraj is a faithful man. He knew his limit. He knew he was betrothed to Nupur. Even though he was against the relationship initially, he had accepted it eventually. He was engaged to Nupur, for heaven's sake! And, thinking about Sneha...desiring Sneha was wrong. Dreaming about Sneha in an erotic setting was wrong. He knew. And this thought made him feel frustrated beyond limits.

He couldn't cheat on Nupur. In his family, men did not cheat on their wives, just like the woman was expected to be faithful to their husband. His father was faithful to his biological mother. Dev remained faithful to her even after she left him. That is why, his father never touched his wife's sister, even after marrying her lawfully. Even though he was taking revenge on his wife through her sister, he was at least faithful to her. And, Viraj looked at her father as his role model.

He didn't want to cheat upon his wife either. Love was a different issue. He may not love Nupur, but cheating on her was unacceptable.

But then why was he thinking of that honey-coloured girl, again...and again...and again! With each passing day, he felt the itch of seeing her more and more. He wanted to talk to her, touch her...feel her. The work pressure had desired him to seek home...and he felt it in her.

"Viraj! We have entered the airspace of India." Gaurav informed who had just come back to his cabin to update him.

Viraj looked in his direction. His eyes shone with a strange glint and Gaurav looked at him strangely.

"What's the matter?" Gaurav asked.

At that moment, Viraj made a choice. He looked out of the window. It was dark. His heartbeat accelerated at the thought of what he was going to do.

"Ask the pilot to land in Goa." He ordered.

"What? Goa?" Gaurav confirmed.

"Yes." Viraj said and he knew that he'd regret his actions later. But, he cared less about the consequences. He just wanted to satiate his desire of seeing her.

"Is Ananya alright?" Gaurav asked in concern. He knew that the guards were updating him about her whereabouts regularly.

Viraj took a deep breath. With the kinds of thoughts running in his mind for a certain woman, hearing his sister's name felt inappropriate.

"Yes." He answered silently.

"Then why do you want to land in Goa?" Gaurav asked. And, then it clicked him.

'Sneha!' Gaurav concluded internally.

Viraj's jaw tightened. He didn't want to accept to Gaurav that he wanted to see Sneha desperately.

"You know the trip is concluding today. They will reach Mumbai by tonight." Gaurav added, indirectly telling him about Sneha.

But, Viraj was too impatient right now. His heart and mind won't let him rest till he sees her. It was a strange kind of craziness. He had never felt so impatient!

"Should I repeat myself, Gaurav?" Viraj asked angrily. Right now, he didn't even want himself to come in between his desire.

Gaurav took a sharp breath.

'You are so gone, brother!' Gaurav concluded mentally.

"I will instruct the pilot right away. It might cause some delay since we will have to book the landing time and runway." Gaurav said to which Viraj only nodded.

Unlocking his phone again, he stared at Sneha's image again...and just like that, he smiled.

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Viraj was aware of the hotel where Ananya and her college-mates were staying. He looked at his watch.

5:27 am

Gaurav rented a car from the airport and drove Viraj to the hotel. His guards followed them closely. He parked the car in the parking lot which gave them the best view of the beach.

"Wait here. I'll be back soon." Viraj commanded and came out of the car. Gaurav nodded, knowing very well why he was here and that it would be futile to argue with him or give him suggestions. He'd only do what he wanted to do.

Viraj had just planned to see her from a distance. He thought he'd be satisfied with it. And, later, he'd make sense out of his intense emotions. With that thought in mind, he started walking towards the hotel reception. Casually, he looked towards the sea and instantly halted. He could see a young girl walking lazily on the beach.

And knowing every visible feature of Sneha, he instantly recognized her. His heart started beating loudly again. He gulped as his chest filled with an intense desire to touch her. As if possessed by a spirit, he turned around and started walking towards her. Gaurav noticed him changing route and he came out of the car to see why Viraj was going towards the beach.

Viraj didn't remove his eyes even once from Sneha's small form. His hand instinctively came forward protectively when he saw her stumble over something from afar. He was still very far away from her though. He saw her turn around and inspect something in the sand. Then he realized that she had started digging in the sand to remove whatever had caught her attention.

As he saw her smile at the thing submerged partially in the sand while the light breeze played with her hair, his heart had declared the meaning of his emotion towards her for him.

He was infatuated with her. Deeply and insanely.

It was a beautiful infatuation...one that he just couldn't resist anymore and he knew would never be able to.

In that fraction of a second, he proclaimed for himself.

He wanted her. He wanted her as his woman... his wife...as his home.

A strange pride filled his heart with that thought. He wanted to give her his name proudly.

She'd be Sneha Viraj Khatri.

Even the sound of her name attached to his brought immense pleasure to his body. He had never wanted anything so desperately in his life as he wanted her right now. After his biological mother, she was the only woman who could incite such a deep want in him.

And, nothing would stop him from having her.

Walking in her direction, he felt more attracted towards her with every step. She was yet to notice him as she was busy scanning the little thing that he soon recognized as a seashell.

Viraj finally halted right in front of her, catching her attention. He saw her look up towards him. A jolt of electric impulse passed through his veins as their eyes met. It had been so long that he had seen these fiery yet captivating eyes. Even though his internal being was in turmoil, his exterior didn't show any visible expression. He was captivated.

He saw her narrow her brows. And, he found it beautiful as always. How could she do this, he wondered.

She slowly stood up.

"Uhh...Ananya is in her room..." He heard her voice but he was already gone. Her voice was the last thread that held his mind in control. Her gentle yet firm pitch made his heart go insane and he felt this strange intense impulse to touch those small sweet lips.

He took a step closer to her and grabbed her left arm firmly. Pulling her towards him with force, he placed his left hand behind her head and crashed his lips on hers. In some corner of his mind, he knew that he was forcing himself on her. But, all rationality was out of his mind right now. He just wanted to kiss her...and claim her.

It was his way of telling her that she was his.

And, he was hers.

It was his first kiss, after all!

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A low pain on his shin brought him out of his daze and he looked at her in confusion. He didn't even feel her hit his chest. He was so intoxicated and lost in the kiss. For those moments, he only felt her soft lips and the world was only a myth.

However, all intoxication left his body when he felt a slight tingle on his cheek. Sneha had slapped him!

"How dare you?" He heard her ask. Her voice was filled with fear, anger and panic. She was scared of him!

He looked at her in confusion again. His eyes fell on her bosoms which were shivering so fast. What was she so scared or angry of, he wondered.

"I..." He wanted to tell her that he liked her and that he wanted to marry her, but before he could say a word, she ran away.

"Sneha!" He called for her with narrowed brows. When she didn't turn around, he called for her again, a little louder this time.

He saw her wipe her eyes as she ran and realized that she was crying.

"Why is she crying now?" He mumbled in utter confusion. As much as he liked her smile, he hated her tears.

As she vanished from his sight and entered the hotel, he tried to follow her. He decided to talk to her about it. A good conversation may solve the problem. He thought. But, Gaurav stopped him by standing in front of him.

"Viraj!" He exclaimed in horror as he came running towards her. He had witnessed the scene after all. And, he was surprised and shocked at Viraj's actions. He never knew Viraj would force himself on any woman...He hated women after all!

Viraj understood from his tone that Gaurav had seen him kiss Sneha.

"I am ready to take the responsibility." Viraj stated on his behalf.

"Why...How...What are you going to tell your father?" Gaurav asked as it was the first thing that struck his mind. Sneha could be manipulated for a moment...but not his father!

Viraj's face stiffened.

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