After the whirlwind wedding season, life began to settle back into a more familiar rhythm. But amidst the routine, Shubman and Nila's relationship continued to blossom, their bond growing stronger with each passing day. One evening, Shubman decided to surprise Nila with a special date night.

Shubman pulled up to the film set where Nila was working, the sun beginning to dip below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the bustling scene. As he parked his car, he spotted Nila emerging from the set, her face lighting up with a smile as she saw him.

"Hey, superstar!" he called out, leaning against the car with a grin.

Nila laughed as she approached, her eyes twinkling with delight. "Hey, cricket star! What brings you here?"

"I thought I'd surprise my favorite screenwriter with a special date night," Shubman replied, his eyes shining with excitement. "How does that sound?"

Nila's smile widened, her heart skipping a beat at the thought of spending a romantic evening with him. "That sounds perfect," she said, her voice filled with genuine happiness. "But I look like a mess after a long day on set."

"Don't worry about that," Shubman reassured her, opening the car door for her. "We're going home first so you can get dressed. I want you to be comfortable and feel amazing."

Nila nodded, feeling a warm rush of affection for Shubman. "Alright, let's go," she agreed, slipping into the car.

The drive home was filled with light-hearted conversation and laughter, the anticipation of their date adding an extra sparkle to their interactions. When they arrived at their place, Shubman ushered Nila inside with a playful flourish.

"Your wardrobe awaits, my lady," he declared with a wink.

Nila chuckled, rolling her eyes affectionately at his theatrics. "You're such a dork," she teased, but her heart swelled with love as she made her way to the bedroom to get changed.

She quickly rifled through her wardrobe, finally settling on a deep pink shirt that brought out the warmth in her complexion and a pair of well-fitted blue jeans that accentuated her curves. She slipped into the outfit, feeling both comfortable and stylish, and quickly ran a brush through her hair, letting it fall in loose waves around her shoulders.

When she emerged from the bedroom, Shubman was waiting in the living room, his eyes lighting up as he saw her. "Wow," he breathed, his gaze sweeping over her appreciatively. "You look stunning, Nila."

Nila blushed, a shy smile playing on her lips. "Thank you, Shubman. You don't look too bad yourself."

Shubman grinned, offering her his arm. "Shall we, my lady?"

Nila giggled, slipping her arm through his. "We shall."

As they made their way to the car, Shubman couldn't help but steal glances at Nila, his heart filled with a mix of love and admiration. "So, where are we going?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.

"It's a surprise," Shubman replied mysteriously, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

The drive to their destination was filled with anticipation, the city lights twinkling around them as they navigated through the streets. Shubman finally pulled up to a charming little restaurant, its warm, inviting ambience evident even from outside.

"I thought we'd start with dinner," Shubman explained as he helped Nila out of the car. "This place has amazing reviews, and I thought it would be a perfect spot for us to relax and enjoy each other's company."

Nila smiled, her heart swelling with affection for Shubman. "It sounds wonderful. Thank you for planning this, Shubman."

"Anything for you," Shubman replied sincerely, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. As they entered the restaurant and were shown to their table, Nila couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over her. 

The restaurant was a cozy, intimate place with soft lighting and a warm atmosphere. The smell of delicious food wafted through the air, and the gentle hum of conversation created a relaxing backdrop. Shubman and Nila were seated at a corner table, offering them a bit of privacy amidst the bustling dining room.

"This place is lovely," Nila said, looking around appreciatively. "How did you find it?"

Shubman smiled, pleased that she liked it. "A friend recommended it. Said it was perfect for a special night out. I thought it would be a nice change from the usual places we go."

The waiter arrived, handing them menus and pouring water into their glasses. They spent a few moments perusing the options, discussing their choices and sharing laughs over some of the more exotic dishes.

After placing their orders, Shubman leaned back, his eyes never leaving Nila's face. "So, how was your day on set? Anything exciting happen?"

Nila's eyes sparkled as she recounted the day's events. "It was pretty hectic, but we got a lot done. The director is really happy with the progress, and we had this amazing scene that just came together perfectly. You should have seen it, Shubman. It was one of those moments where everything just clicks."

Shubman listened intently, his smile growing wider as he watched her enthusiasm. "I can see how much you love what you do. It's inspiring."

Nila blushed, a shy smile playing on her lips. "And what about you? How was your day?"

"Busy with training and some meetings," Shubman replied, his tone casual. "But nothing compares to this. I've been looking forward to tonight all day."

Their conversation flowed effortlessly, covering everything from work to family, to their dreams for the future. The food arrived, and they savored each bite, their shared enjoyment enhancing the flavors of the meal. They laughed, shared stories, and indulged in each other's company, the world outside fading into the background.

As dessert was served, a decadent chocolate lava cake with vanilla ice cream, Shubman leaned closer, his eyes locked onto Nila's. "I have to admit, I'm a bit nervous," he confessed, his voice soft.

Nila raised an eyebrow, a playful smile on her lips. "Nervous? You? What's got the great Shubman Gill feeling anxious?"

Shubman chuckled, shaking his head. "You. Us. How much I care about you. It's a lot, Nila. More than I ever expected."

Nila's heart skipped a beat at his words, her own feelings mirrored in his eyes. "I care about you too, Shubman. A lot."

A comfortable silence settled between them, filled with the unspoken promises and deep connection that had grown between them. They finished their dessert, lingering over the last bites as they savoured the moment.

After dinner, they took a leisurely stroll around the nearby park, the cool night air refreshing against their skin. The moon cast a silvery glow over the landscape, creating a serene and romantic atmosphere.

As they walked hand in hand, Nila leaned her head against Shubman's shoulder, feeling a sense of peace wash over her. "Tonight has been perfect, Shubman. Thank you."

Shubman smiled, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "Anything for you, Nila. You deserve it."

When they returned home, the night was far from over. Shubman carried Nila across the threshold of their home, making her laugh as he swept her into his arms.

"What's this for?" she asked, giggling as he carried her into the living room.

"Just practising for the future," Shubman replied with a wink, setting her down gently.

Later that evening, Shubman and Nila were nestled together on the couch, the soft glow of a few candles casting flickering shadows on the walls. Nila held a glass of red wine, savouring the rich flavour as they chatted.

"This is really good," she said, her voice soft and relaxed. She took another sip, enjoying the warmth of the wine spreading through her.

Shubman watched her with a smile, his eyes filled with a mixture of affection and desire. "Can I have a taste?" he asked, reaching for the glass.

Nila handed him the glass with a playful smile. "Sure, here you go."

But instead of taking a sip, Shubman set the glass aside on the coffee table. He moved closer to Nila, his eyes locked onto hers with an intensity that made her heart race.

"What are you doing?" Nila asked, her voice a mix of curiosity and anticipation.

Shubman leaned in, his lips hovering just inches from hers. "I think I'd prefer to taste it another way," he murmured, his voice low and husky.

Before she could respond, he gently licked her lips, his tongue tracing the outline of her mouth, tasting the wine that lingered there. Nila gasped softly at the sensation, her eyes fluttering closed as she felt a wave of heat wash over her.

"Mmm, definitely better this way," Shubman whispered against her lips before capturing them in a deep, passionate kiss.

Nila melted into the kiss, her arms wrapping around his neck as she pulled him closer. She could taste the wine on his lips now, mingling with his own unique flavour, creating a heady mixture that made her head spin.

Shubman's hands roamed over her back, pulling her even closer as the kiss deepened. He explored her mouth with a slow, deliberate intensity, savouring every moment, every taste.

When they finally broke apart, both of them were breathing heavily, their foreheads resting against each other. Nila's eyes were dark with desire as she looked up at him, a soft smile playing on her lips.

"Okay, that was definitely better," she admitted, her voice breathless.

Shubman chuckled softly, his fingers gently stroking her cheek. "Glad you think so," he said, his voice filled with warmth and affection.

They stayed like that for a moment, wrapped up in each other, the world outside forgotten. The flickering candlelight danced over their faces, casting a warm, intimate glow that made the moment feel even more magical.

After a while, Shubman pulled back slightly, his eyes still locked onto hers. "I love you, Nila," he said softly, his voice filled with sincerity.

Nila's heart swelled with emotion at his words, her eyes shining with tears of happiness. "I love you too, Shubman," she replied, her voice just as heartfelt.

Shubman smiled, his thumb gently brushing away a tear that had escaped down her cheek. "We're going to be okay, aren't we?" he asked, his voice filled with hope and determination.

Nila nodded, her smile widening. "Yes, we are. We have each other, and that's all we need."

With that, Shubman leaned in to kiss her again, a tender, loving kiss that spoke volumes about their future together. 

As their lips parted, Shubman's desire burned even hotter, his hands roaming over Nila's body with a gentle urgency. He trailed soft kisses along her jawline, his lips tracing a path down her neck, igniting a trail of fire wherever they touched.

Nila's breath hitched as Shubman's kisses sent shivers of pleasure racing down her spine. She tilted her head back, offering him better access, a soft moan escaping her lips as his lips found the sensitive spot just below her ear.

Shubman's hands cupped her face tenderly, his touch both gentle and possessive as he explored every inch of her skin. His kisses grew more fervent, his desire for her burning brighter with each passing moment.

Nila's fingers tangled in Shubman's hair, pulling him closer as she surrendered herself to the intoxicating pleasure of his touch. Every caress, every kiss sent waves of ecstasy coursing through her veins, leaving her breathless and dizzy with desire.

Their passion ignited like a flame, consuming them both in its fiery embrace. In that moment, there was no past, no future, only the intense, all-encompassing love they shared for each other.

And as they lost themselves in the sweet ecstasy of their desire, they knew that no matter what the future held, they would always find solace in each other's arms, their love a beacon of light in the darkness.

As their lips finally parted, Shubman's breath mingled with Nila's in the hazy air of the dimly lit room. He gazed into her eyes, dark with desire, his hands still lingering on her skin, reluctant to let go of the warmth that radiated from her body.

"Nila," he whispered, his voice husky with longing, "you're... you're so beautiful."

A soft blush crept onto Nila's cheeks at his words, her heart fluttering with a mixture of excitement and vulnerability. She reached up to brush a stray lock of hair from his forehead, her touch tender yet filled with a silent plea for more.

Shubman's hands found their way to her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. He leaned in to capture her lips in another searing kiss, his passion reigniting like a flame hungry for more fuel.

Their embrace grew more fervent, the heat between them escalating with each passing moment. Shubman's hands roamed over Nila's body with a gentle urgency, igniting a firestorm of desire that threatened to consume them both.

Nila's breath hitched as Shubman's kisses sent shivers of pleasure racing down her spine. She melted into his touch, her body arching instinctively towards him as if seeking to fuse their souls together in the throes of passion.

Their kisses grew more desperate, fueled by an insatiable hunger that could only be sated by each other's touch. And as they lost themselves in the intoxicating whirlwind of their desire, a soft moan escaped Nila's lips, betraying the depth of her longing.

Finally, as they came up for air, Shubman's whispered words hung between them like a delicate thread connecting their souls. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice sending a shiver of anticipation down Nila's spine.

Her cheeks tinted a deep shade of crimson as she realized the unexpected effect his praise had on her. A sudden rush of arousal flooded her senses, awakening a newfound awareness of her own desires.

Without hesitation, she shifted in his embrace, straddling his lap as she trailed her hand over his jaw, her touch feather-light yet filled with an unspoken invitation. "Could you... could you say that again?" she whispered, her voice barely more than a breathless plea.

Shubman's eyes darkened with desire as he gazed up at her, his fingers tracing the curve of her hip with a possessive tenderness. "Of course, Nila," he replied, his voice thick with promise. "Anything for my good girl."

Nila's heart skipped a beat at the way Shubman's words rolled off his tongue, sending a delicious shiver down her spine. It was as if he had unlocked a secret part of her, awakening desires she hadn't even known existed until now.

Encouraged by his response, she leaned in closer, her lips hovering just inches from his ear. "Again," she murmured, her voice barely a whisper yet heavy with anticipation.

Shubman's breath hitched at the proximity of her lips to his ear, his pulse quickening with every passing second. He swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry as he struggled to form coherent words.

"Nila," he began, his voice husky with desire, "you... you're my good girl." The words tumbled out of him in a low, ragged whisper, each syllable dripping with raw emotion.

A surge of pleasure coursed through Nila's veins at his words, her cheeks flushing with a heady mix of embarrassment and excitement. It felt like a revelation, a truth she had been too afraid to acknowledge until now.

Embracing the newfound freedom of her desires, she pressed her lips to Shubman's ear, her breath hot against his skin. "Again," she repeated, her voice thick with longing.

Shubman's resolve crumbled in the face of her unspoken plea, his hands tightening around her waist as he pulled her closer. "You're my good girl, Nila," he whispered, his voice a tender caress that sent a surge of warmth flooding through her body.

Their intimacy deepened with each whispered confession, their words becoming a sacred bond that bound them together in the depths of their desire. 

Feeling emboldened by Shubman's words, Nila's lips curled into a mischievous smile as she leaned in closer, her breath ghosting over his neck. With a tender reverence, she pressed her lips against his skin, trailing a path of soft kisses along the curve of his neck.

Shubman's breath caught in his throat at the sensation, his fingers threading through her hair as he tilted his head back, offering her better access. "Nila," he murmured, his voice a low, husky whisper, "you... you drive me wild."

A thrill of excitement shot through Nila at his admission, her heart pounding in her chest as she continued to lavish him with kisses. Each touch, each caress fueled the fire burning between them, igniting a passion that threatened to consume them both.

Emboldened by the intensity of their connection, she pressed her lips harder against his skin, trailing a line of kisses up to his jawline. "You're so... so intoxicating, Shubman," she whispered, her voice trembling with desire.

Shubman's grip on her hair tightened slightly, a low groan escaping his lips as her words washed over him like a tidal wave of pleasure. "Nila," he breathed, his voice thick with need, "I... I can't get enough of you."

As their lips melded together in a heated kiss, Shubman's fingers found their way to the buttons of Nila's shirt, his touch gentle yet filled with a simmering intensity. With each button undone, he revealed a sliver of her skin, the fabric of her shirt slipping off one shoulder to expose the curve of her collarbone.

Nila's breath hitched at the sensation, her heart pounding in her chest as she leaned into his touch, her fingers tangling in his hair as she deepened the kiss. Her head tilted to the side instinctively, allowing him better access as her hair cascaded down one shoulder in a silken curtain.

Shubman's hand trailed along the curve of her thigh, his touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through her veins as she melted into his embrace. The intensity of their desire grew with each passing moment, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony as they sought to lose themselves in each other's embrace.

But just as their passion reached its zenith, the door creaked open, and the sudden intrusion shattered the fragile bubble of their intimacy. Ishan Kishan stood in the doorway, his eyes widening in surprise as he took in the scene before him.

"Uh, sorry," Ishan stammered, his cheeks flushing crimson as he averted his gaze, "I didn't mean to interrupt..."

Nila's heart pounded in her chest as she quickly pulled away from Shubman, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. "Ishan, it's not what it looks like," she blurted out, her voice trembling with mortification.

Shubman cleared his throat awkwardly, running a hand through his tousled hair as he tried to regain his composure. "Yeah, we were just... uh, hanging out," he muttered, his words sounding feeble even to his own ears.

Ishan nodded slowly, a sheepish grin spreading across his face as he tried to ease the tension. "Right, got it," he replied, his voice tinged with amusement, "I'll just... uh, leave you two alone then."

With a final apologetic glance, Ishan backed out of the room, closing the door behind him with a soft click. Nila let out a shaky breath, her heart still racing in her chest as she turned to face Shubman, a wry smile playing on her lips.

"Well, that was... unexpected," she quipped, her voice laced with amusement as she tried to lighten the mood.

Shubman chuckled softly, reaching out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Yeah, definitely not how I imagined this evening going," he admitted, his eyes twinkling with affection as he gazed into her eyes.

As their lips met again, the interruption seemed to fade into the background, replaced by the magnetic pull of their desire for each other. Shubman's hand resumed its exploration, tracing a path of fire along Nila's exposed skin as they lost themselves in the sweet ecstasy of their embrace.

Nila's fingers tangled in Shubman's hair, pulling him closer as she deepened the kiss, her heart pounding in her chest with a heady mix of desire and longing. Every touch, every caress sent waves of pleasure coursing through her veins, leaving her breathless and dizzy with need.

Shubman's grip on her thigh tightened, his touch possessive yet tender as he drew her closer, his lips trailing a path of soft kisses down her neck. Nila's breath hitched at the sensation, her body arching instinctively towards him as she surrendered herself to the intoxicating pleasure of his touch.

But just as the heat between them threatened to consume them both, a voice broke through the haze of their passion, shattering the moment like glass.

"Uh, guys? Are you decent?"

Ishan's voice echoed through the door, his tone tinged with amusement and a hint of mischief. Nila's eyes widened in disbelief as she pulled away from Shubman, her cheeks flushing crimson with embarrassment.

"Oh, come on!" she exclaimed, her voice a mixture of frustration and mortification as she buried her face in her hands.

Shubman let out a soft chuckle, his eyes dancing with amusement as he tried to suppress a grin. "I think that's our cue to call it a night," he remarked his tone light yet tinged with regret.

Reluctantly, they untangled themselves from each other's embrace, straightening their clothes and trying to regain their composure as they prepared to face Ishan once more.

As they opened the door, Ishan greeted them with a knowing smirk, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" he teased, his grin widening as he took in their flushed faces and dishevelled appearance.

Nila rolled her eyes playfully, though her cheeks still burned with embarrassment. "Don't even start, Ishan," she warned, though there was a hint of amusement in her voice.

Shubman chuckled softly, reaching out to ruffle Ishan's hair as he playfully nudged him with his elbow. "You're lucky we're such good friends," he remarked, his tone teasing yet affectionate.

After the initial awkwardness subsided, Ishan flashed a grin, his eyes gleaming with mischief. 

"Well, I suppose I'll leave you two lovebirds to, uh, continue your activities," he said, punctuating his words with a playful wink.

Nila rolled her eyes, though a small smile played at the corners of her lips. "Thanks for the interruption, Ishan," she replied, her tone teasing yet grateful.

Shubman chuckled, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, we definitely needed that reality check," he added, his voice filled with amusement.

Ishan waved them off with a mock salute before turning to leave, his laughter echoing down the hallway as he disappeared from view.

Once they were alone again, Nila let out a sigh, leaning against the doorframe as she met Shubman's gaze. "Well, that was... unexpected," she remarked a hint of laughter in her voice.

Shubman grinned, stepping closer to her and taking her hand in his. "Yeah, but it's moments like these that make life interesting," he replied, his eyes sparkling with warmth.

Nila nodded in agreement, a soft smile playing on her lips as she squeezed his hand gently. "Definitely," she agreed, her heart swelling with affection for the man standing before her.

They stood there for a moment, basking in the warmth of each other's presence, their fingers intertwined as they shared a silent understanding that no matter what obstacles they faced, 

they would always find solace in each other's arms.

And as they leaned in to share another tender kiss, the outside world faded away, leaving them alone in their own little bubble of love and desire. 

As their lips reluctantly parted, Nila's fingers gently slipped from Shubman's grasp as she reached for her tote bag resting nearby. With a soft sigh, she straightened her shirt and adjusted her disheveled hair, her cheeks still tinged with a rosy flush from their intimate moment.

Glancing at the clock on the wall, she couldn't help but let out a small gasp. "Wow, it's later than I thought," she murmured, her voice tinged with regret. "I really should get going."

Shubman's expression softened as he nodded in understanding, though a hint of disappointment flickered in his eyes. "Yeah, I guess it's getting pretty late," he replied, his voice tinged with reluctance.

As Nila slung her tote bag over her shoulder, she took a step closer to Shubman, her gaze searching his face for any sign of hesitation. "I wish I could stay longer," she confessed, her voice barely more than a whisper, "but duty calls."

Shubman reached out to cup her cheek tenderly, his touch sending a jolt of warmth coursing through her veins. "I know," he replied, his voice soft yet filled with longing. "But we'll see each other again soon, I promise."

Nila nodded, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she leaned into his touch. "I'll hold you to that," she teased her tone light yet tinged with affection.

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