chapter 19

YOU ARE THE RHYTHM OF MY HEART!Chapter 19 :Once breakfast was over, they moved to the front porch, enjoying cups of steaming coffee. The relaxed atmosphere made Nandu feel at ease, and after a while, he expressed his wish to bathe. Before Aadhya could respond, Neil and Pranay grabbed his arm, dragging him toward the backyard.“Bring his towel and clothes”, they called out to Aadhya, grinning mischievously.Confused, Nandu glanced around as they stopped near the well. He looked at them warily and asked,“What’s going on? Why did you bring me here? I’ll shower in the bathroom”. His voice held a hint of nervousness.Neil and Pranay exchanged amused glances before teasing,“Brother! We generally take our baths here only at the well. Are you scared the women here will laugh at your milky baby body? Don’t worry! We’ll ask them to shut their eyes. We know how delicately rich guys like you are raised”.Nandu arched an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. “Milky baby body?”, he repeated mockingly, crossing his arms. “If the women of this village come to gawk at me, don’t blame me for their reactions”.With that, he casually removed his shirt, tossing it into a nearby bucket. As he flexed his muscles, revealing his well-defined arms, broad shoulders, and sculpted abs, the women working nearby paused, their eyes widening in admiration.Neil and Pranay, who had expected something entirely different, stood frozen, mouths agape. The man they had imagined to be fragile and pampered looked like he had walked straight out of a fitness magazine.At that moment, Aadhya arrived with Nandu’s towel and clothes—only to freeze in her tracks, her gaze fixed on his chiseled back.As Nandu stretched his body, Aadhya couldn’t help but notice the flexing of his muscles. Her eyes widened in amazement, and an instant heat flushed her cheeks a deep crimson.Though they shared a room, they had always respected each other's personal space. Aadhya would step out whenever Nandu took a shower, and he would do the same for her. Despite being comfortable around each other, Nandu, who usually slept in shorts, made a conscious effort to wear night pants to ensure Aadhya felt at ease. They didn’t even share the bed—Aadhya chose to sleep on a mat on the floor, much to Nandu’s protest.But now, seeing him half-naked, his toned abs and sculpted chest on display, Aadhya felt an unfamiliar warmth rushing through her body. Embarrassed, she quickly turned around, intending to leave.Noticing her presence, Nandu glanced back, catching the flustered look on her face and the way her eyes had briefly wandered over his body before she averted her gaze.A smirk crept onto his lips before he was about to call out to her when he noticed Aadhya pause. Her eyes shifted towards a group of women working nearby and a few young girls from the neighboring house, all blatantly ogling him.Aadhya’s cheeks, already red, darkened further—this time out of jealousy. Fury bubbled within her as she saw the women shamelessly admiring Nandu. She spun back around, facing him once again. As her gaze fell upon his six-pack abs and broad chest, lightly dusted with hair, she struggled to keep her eyes fixed on his face.Determined to mask her feelings, Aadhya stormed toward him and, in a low but sharp whisper, hissed,“Mr. Casanova! Are you trying to attract all the women here? Do you have a death wish?”.Her tone was low and dangerous, causing Nandu’s smirk to fade for a moment. He noticed her eyes flickering between his face and his body. Realizing the effect he had on her, he was tempted to tease her, but the fire in her eyes made him quickly scan his surroundings. He spotted the women and girls openly gawking at him.-  *KRISH*