by P. G. Van
The older woman batted away happy tears, “Nayana, I never thought this day would come.”
Naina hugged her grandmother and uncle, tears of joy running down her cheeks. “Me neither. I never knew I had any family.”
“Samraat reached out to us, and we were all so happy. He promised to bring you to India soon. We are eternally grateful to him. How can we ever pay you?” The older woman patted Samraat on his shoulder.
Samraat smiled. “By agreeing to our marriage.”
The older woman hugged both of them. “I will make sure your wedding celebrations are heard by all the surrounding states, cities, and villages, including the man who will be rotting in jail.”
Naina hugged her grandmother, her eyes on Samraat as he smiled at her, his eyes dazzling at her. She knew he would rule her heart until her last breath, and her unruly heart would beat for him and only him.
Epilogue
Seven years later…
“Uno,” five-year-old Ram shouted excitedly looking at the other players at the table—Samraat’s uncle, Naina’s grandmother, almost three-year-old Rishi, and Naina’s twin seven-year-old nieces.
Samraat and Naina watched the group play the game of Uno from the upper floor of Naina’s ancestral home that was decked up for the festival. The expression on Samraat’s uncle’s face was so shocking, making him laugh. “Look at my uncle play Uno so seriously.”
“He is a good sport and gives Ram a good fight. My grandma is such a suck-up to her great-grandchildren. She lets them win every time.”
Samraat leaned over, his elbows on the wooden railing to kiss Naina on her shoulder. “This is the most favorite time of the year. Thanks to you, I have a family.”
She smiled, turning her face to rub her cheek to his, enjoying the sweet burn on her skin. “You were the one to find me my family. It’s our family.”
“Feels so good to be with everyone. Our boys are blessed to have a family like this.”
“Yes, and I want more. I want more babies… little girls.” Her breath was hot on his skin.
“Baby, I want you all for myself,” he groaned.
“Look at my nieces. Are you saying you don’t want that cuteness for ourselves?” she teased.
“I want a baby girl… you know I do. What if we end up with another little monster like our boys.”
“Then we keep trying. It’s not like you don’t enjoy the baby-making.” Her words came out hissy as he ran his lips over her neck.
“If we didn’t have to go pick M&M up from the airport, I would have wanted to get started right now,” he growled, nipping her skin making her let out a suppressed moan.
“You know… we will have time for a quick stop if we leave now,” she rasped in his ear.
He pulled back to look at her. “I love you so much. Let’s go.”
Naina laughed as he started pulling her with him to head downstairs. “Wait, do you know where we are stopping?”
“Yes, I know the perfect place for a rendezvous.” He winked, leading her down the stairs.
“Mamma, we are heading out to the airport to pick up Mini,” Naina called out as Samraat rushed her out of the house.
“I thought you weren’t leaving for another hour. The drivers are on their break,” her uncle called out, sounding confused.
“That’s okay. I will drive.” Samraat squeezed her hand, and she blushed. She could not wait for him to drive into her and weigh her down when he peaked. Just the thought of his slick skin against hers made her quiver deep inside.
Almost two hours later, Naina sat in the back seat on the SUV hugging Mini’s six-year-old daughter. “I missed you so much.”
“I missed you, too, Naina Auntie,” the young girl lisped due to her missing tooth.
“How is it that you two are so inseparable when she is my best friend?” Mini grumbled as she held her younger son, looking at Naina and making her laugh.
“Because she is my little best friend.” Naina kissed the little girl.
The little girl pulled away to look at Naina with a puzzled expression. “Naina Auntie, why do you have twigs in your hair?”
Naina’s cheeks flared up as she looked in the rearview mirror to make eye contact with her husband who was very good at making love to her, no matter where they decided to want each other. The quick stop on their way by the lake was so heart-pounding and enjoyable, she wanted more and didn’t have enough time to check herself properly before they got back into the car to be on time to pick up Mini and family.
Mini’s eyes widened as she looked at her friend blush. “Sweetheart, this is a village, and they have haystacks everywhere. Very convenient for Naina Auntie.”
“Stop it, Mini.” Naina rolled her eyes, and her friend laughed as she nursed her younger one to sleep.
“I am so happy to see you chilled out like this, Naina. I miss being with you,” Mini pouted.
Samraat chuckled. “You know, Mini, Marc and I have been talking about it, and I think we can do something about it.”
“What?” Mini squealed, almost waking up the sleeping toddler in her lap.
Naina smiled looking at her friend. “Marc and Samraat have been discussing a plan to start a new school here funded by the RC Group of Companies, so we can work together. We wanted it to be a surprise, but my big-mouth husband could not keep it contained.”
“Marc, you knew?” Mini growled.
Marc shook his head looking at a smiling Samraat, his eyes on the road. “Thanks, man, just what I needed after a long flight.”
“I couldn’t bear Mini looking so sad.” Samraat laughed, looking at Naina in the rearview mirror.
“Thank you, Samraat. It is so hard to get anything out of these two.” Mini laughed, fighting back happy tears.
“I am so happy our kids will grow up together.” Naina hugged Mini’s daughter.
“Is this for real, Marc?” Mini was fighting back tears.
“Yes, sweetheart.”
“Papa will be so happy.” Mini laughed.
“Yes, we should tell him when he arrives tonight.” Naina was excited.
“Awesome. It’s going to be amazing.”
“Yes.” Naina nodded, thinking of the time seven years ago when her uncle took the evidence Samraat gathered against the monster, Nayudu, to the media. The court sentenced him to lifetime imprisonment.
Naina saw the horror and disappointment in his eyes when his son, Nitin, was the one to support the investigation. He came clean and told the media and court that he had believed his father’s word about the inheritance of the assets which were truly Naina’s. He even offered to step down as the CEO of the company, but he was doing such a good job running the company, Naina requested him to continue in that role. Soon, the company was turned into a non-profit organization that funded education for all levels of school and college across the country.
Naina had seen guilt in the man’s eyes and disappointment that his son was disgusted by what he had done as he was taken away by the police. She knew Samraat was right about having closure.
She didn’t need to seek revenge. Her uncle was the one to avenge his sister’s death, but Naina was the one to get peace.
Later that night, Samraat and Naina sat on the balcony off of their bedroom in the historic mansion-like home and looked out into the moonlit fields.
“We should go back to our vacation home sometime soon. I still cannot forget the night we had after you found me.” Naina smiled.
“One of my most memorable ones, too. We should plan a vacation and go… just the two of us.”
“Really? Without the boys?”
Samraat chuckled. “We have been here for almost a week, and our boys have ignored us completely. They are taking advantage of the pampering.”
Naina nodded. “True. Maybe when they are off for summer.”
“Do I have to wait that long to have you for myself?”
Naina hugged him closer. “I am yours, only yours, every moment of my life. Everything I have now is because of you
.”
He responded by kissing her on her forehead as they lay on a chaise, warming each other with their bodies in the cool breeze. “You made my life complete.”
She smiled and hugged him, feeling content and happy to be in his arms. “It’s your doing… the huge misunderstanding. It was one messy affair.”
Samraat leaned in to kiss her on her lips. “Best mistake I made ever, and I like to call it A Tangled Affair. I am so glad I got caught up in it with you… for life.”
The End
AUTHOR’S NOTE
Thank you for reading A Tangled Affair. I hope you enjoyed how Naina found the love of her life when all she thought about was being on the run. For Samraat, the investigation that he took on personally changed his life—the power of love!
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