In a dimly lit jazz club, a man entered dressed in a black tuxedo, carrying a stick in his hand and a black hat covering his head. He gave his overcoat and hat to the waiter before walking towards his reserved table that was nearest to the stage. A woman in a white dress with fur draped on her bronze shoulder was already seated on that table, enjoying a glass of whisky while listening to the song.
Walking towards her, he bent down and kissed her soft cheeks, and suddenly his senses were invaded by the scent of lilies. "You are late, Lord Bridgerton." Anthony walked on the other side and took a seat next to her. "Apologise, my lady, but I was getting these for my beautiful wife." He then presented her with a bouquet of red roses and pink tulips. "Happy five-year wedding anniversary, Kathani, my beautiful Viscountess."
Kathani gave him a breath-taking smile as she leaned forward to kiss him. "Happy Anniversary, my most loving husband." "Not to forget extremely handsome." Anthony boasted, but Kathani scrunched her nose as she spoke. "Not more than Newton, I am sorry to say, but no one is more handsome than our Newton."
"On that, we can all agree." Kathani beamed at the new arrival, while Anthony stiffened as they greeted the man as handsome as he was. "What are you doing here?" Anthony inquires while holding Kathani closer in her protective embrace. The man chuckled as he noticed Anthony's discomfort at his sudden appearance. "Do not worry, mate. I am here on the job, but since I have time, I thought to congratulate my oldest friend and his wife on their anniversary."
He ordered the waiter champagne and then opened the bottle with a smooth flick of his fingers before poring through their glasses. "Here's to the happiest couple I am fortunate enough to know; I hope your happiness increases more over the years." "Cheers!"
Soon afterwards, Anthony's friend left, and Kathani felt her husband's body finally sigh in relief. She frowned while staring at her husband. "Why do you always tense up whenever we meet him? He is so nice, but I could feel his appearance stressing you out. Is he like you?" She whispered the last question, but Anthony shook his head as he stared wearily around him. "There is no one like him, my love, and trust me, his appearance is never a good thing. Come, let's leave before he does his job."
It was a great trust she had in him that she left with him without making a fuss, and as they enjoyed the rest of their night in their home, Kathani was too distracted to recall anything about her husband's friend.
Kathani woke up once again from the strangest dream she ever had. She shakes her head and remembers clearly how beautiful and happy she looked in her dream, married to Anthony, who was dashing as ever, but why did they look like a couple from the 1920's? And who was Anthony's mysterious friend, because she knew she had never seen that man in her life before?
She was trying to rack her brains when suddenly she realised her surroundings. "What the." She was in a different room, and Kathani was absolutely certain she had the best sex of her life in Anthony's room last night, so why was she waking up in a different room dressed in his shirt?
She carefully stood up and saw her clothes neatly folded on the chair and a cup of steamy chai on the table. She walked towards the mirror and gasped in her disheartened state. Her curls were all messed up, and there were many love bites etched on her neck and shoulders. As she opened her shirt button, she could see more love bites all over her body. That rascal even marked her thighs while he was praising her last night.
Kathani felt warm all over her body as she stared at the proof of their passion on her body, and she felt wet as she remembered each second of their lovemaking. She blushed furiously before shaking her head as she gave one last look at her face, which, despite looking wrecked, was glowing for some reason.
She opened the room and walked outside, where she found Anthony and a few workers taking out pieces of what appeared to be his bed. "What happened to your bed?" Anthony left the workers as he walked towards her and kissed her forehead. "Good morning, my beautiful girl. I hope you had pleasant sleep last night."
Kathani blushed and squeezed her legs as she remembered what happened last night. It seems Anthony must have noticed what was on her mind, as he ordered his workers to hurry up and leave before taking her back towards the spare bedroom she earlier found herself in. Once inside, as soon as the door was closed, Kathani was unable to contain herself from falling into his arms as she desperately kissed him. "Did we break your bed last night?"
Anthony smirked as he cupped her behind and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Why do you sound so surprised? I think, given how passionate our lovemaking is, a few broken pieces of furniture were to be expected." Kathani smirked as she seductively opened her shirt buttons. "In that case, let's find ways to save your furniture." She then took off her shirt, and Anthony growled as she walked towards the bathroom for much-needed showers.
She only turned on the water when her hard, naked body was pressed on her from behind as she felt Anthony's lustful voice in her ears. "Stop provoking me because you have no idea how many ways I could seduce you." She boldly turned around and matched his heated gaze with her own as she challenged him. "Then teach me."
In the next second, she was backed against the cool wall as Anthony all but lifted her and slipped inside her, awaiting heat. "Ah! Fuck!"" She moans as he kisses her desperately while he begins thrusting hard inside her. "Is this what you want? You drive me insane! Its maddening how much you consume my very being!"
Kathani was barely clinging to his shoulder as the water kept making their bodies slick as Anthony fished her hard into next year. "Ah! Ah! Anthony!" She moans against his ear as she bounces on his hard length, and Anthony manages to suckle on both of her breasts. "Tell me you are mine! Tell me?!" Kathani could hear desperation in his voice, so she began to promise. "I am yours! Only yours!"
Anthony growled and kissed her furiously as he swallowed her screams when she finally found her release. Kathani was shivering when Anthony's moment became erratic, and soon he found his release deep within her body. After a while, they both just stood under the shower as they kept sharing sweet kisses with each other. Finally, Kathani began to giggle as she looked at them. "Do you think we could complete this shower without jumping on each other again?"
"We could try." Anthony suggested, but twenty minutes later, Kathani kicked him out when he finished fucking her again from behind, and Kathani pushed him out. "Go find another shower; otherwise, we will finish the entire British water supply and still remain filthy." "Hey, you were not complaining a few minutes ago." Anthony reminds her, but Kathani has already shut the door and prayed to resist her sexy, seductive ways.
"I am calling to inform you that Miss Iyer is no longer going to be part of the Mayfair project." Sophia heard Duke's secretary stammer as he quickly tried to urge her. "Please, Miss Bennett; Duke of Hastings left last night on an important African tour and will be out of grid. I urge you and Miss Iyer to stay in London until he returns."
Sophia sighed as she just arrived at her destination and parked her car. "Alright, we are still staying in London for foreseen time, but fix our meeting with the Duke of Hastings as soon as he comes back so we can return to India."
She ended the call and got out of her car as she walked towards the door and rang the bell. Soon she was greeted by her friend's sexy Viscount and his adorable dog, who barks happily at her while trying to jump on her legs. "Good afternoon, Lord Bridgerton, and you too, Lord Newton."
Anthony laughed as he led her inside. "There is no need for formalities, and Newton is no Lord." Newton growled, clearly offended, as they walked towards his beautifully decorated living room, and Sophia could not help but let out a whistle as she stared at the house. "I must say, you have one cool house; no wonder Kathani is not returning to our hotel."
"His house is not only the reason I am here." Sophia rolled her eyes as her friend joined her, freshly showered, dressed in a white top and jeans shorts. She went straight towards Anthony's side and kissed him lovingly, despite her audience. Newton wines and scurried away, and when it was clear that they both were not going to break apart anytime soon, Sophia could not help but fake a cough to disrupt their passionate moment.
Anthony was the first to move away and stare sheepishly at Sophia. "Sorry, how about I set up the delicious brunch I prepared for this afternoon in the dining room while you both catch up?" Both girls smiled as Sophia told him. "Thanks for the offer, but I am only here to deliver this invitation for the Saturday gala. Kathani's oldest friend and famous artist, Sohela Banerjee, is displaying her artwork at Somerset Hall, and she personally asked for our attendance plus any guests we would like to bring."
Kathani stared at Anthony and gave him a hopeful look as she asked. "Will you be my date?" Anthony gave her this soft look as he caressed her face. "It will be my honour." Kate was about to kiss him when Sophia cleared her throat. "And on that note, it's time for me to leave you love birds alone." She hugged both of them before waving them goodbye, and once Sophia was gone, Kathani was pulled back into Anthony's arms, who kissed her passionately as he desperately inquired. "Can you wait for food because I am feeling hungry for you? That hunger must be stated as soon as possible."
Kathani trembled as she clutched him closer and traced his lips. "I am ready to be devoured." Anthony let out an animalistic growl as he carried her back into one of the spare rooms, and if Kate was famished during her late afternoon lunch, then no one could blame her.