He pulled back after realizing she was breathless. "Breathe." He caressed her back to calm her down while Sayantika looked down, exhaling and inhaling, the red hue tinted on her cheeks. She was caught up in the moment just minutes back, and now she wants to run away or hide somewhere from him.

She was not shy; she was hell embarrassed for reacting so desperately, for giving him the consent to kiss her.

"I need to go." She tried to escape from the aftermath of the heated situation only to get herself pulled by him, her back clashing with his chest.

"Are you running away from this situation, Mrs. Raichand?"...