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Jaydev stared out of the window and took the early morning scene into his eyes while talking to someone via call.
" What do you mean by it's getting difficult?"
Adnan sighed from the other side.
" Sir, we don't know what they are planning. We have developed enmity with a very big underworld mafia gang. We will keep our dignity intact but they will not. Those people can go to any extent to defeat us."
" Then we will talk to them in their own language! Whoever supports them, put them in jail. I don't know any lawyer or government. I just want them all in jail!"
Shruti glanced at him while straining the tea in cups. He looked angry.
" I think you should give them a break till your marriage."
Adnan suggested.
" That's my problem. I won't let their shadow touch my family," Jaydev said with a determined voice.
Shruti came with two cups of tea and he disconnected the call. She sat down beside him and put the tray on the table before them.
She put her hand on his thigh, " troubled?"
He hummed and ran his fingers into his hair.
" Those fucking nutheads! Don't know where the hell they are hidden."
" Just be patient," she said and he turned his gaze to her. Worry glistened in his eyes.
He doesn't want their bad shadows to cover his happy family, especially her. He cannot let anyone hurt her. If anyone dares, he will forget all the laws and burn all of them into ashes.
He smiled softly and patted on his thigh.
" Come here."
She frowned and glanced there before climbing on his thigh and sitting there. Her legs wrapped around him. His one hand rested on the side of her thigh and the other stayed on her love handles.
His eyes sparkled, looking at her face. Is there any way to count the depth of his love for her? He wants to tell her.
She slid the strands of his hair behind from his forehead then cupped his cheeks and placed her lips on his. He made no movement while she sucked his lips gently and very lovingly.
She broke the kiss and wiped wetness from his lips.
" Our wedding rituals are about to begin soon," she said.
" Hmm.."
" Are you happy?"
" For?"
" With this marriage," she looked into his eyes and he smiled before answering,
" Extremely happy."
Her smile widened, " is that so? Soch lo. Abhi bhi mauka hai. Bahut tang karungi shaadi ke baad aur shayad kisi ko shor-vor se gussa aata hai."
( There is still a chance. I will trouble you a lot after marriage and I think someone gets annoyed by the noise.)
He chuckled lightly, " ab to shor hi chahiye mujhe."
( Now all I need is noise.)
" Haan? I can dance to songs while getting ready in the morning."
" Sure," he agreed.
" I can sit on the tree in the middle of the night?"
He chuckled one more time, " sure."
" Will you go again to Goa with me? Then some more countries I want to visit."
" Hn. Tumhe akela kaise jaane dunga."
( hm. how can I let you go alone?)
He tucked the strands of her hair behind the ear.
" And I can roam with my guy friend-"
" That's not acceptable."
She giggled and shook her head in disbelief.
" It's not like I am marrying them. I'll be yours. So, chill."
" No, I don't like the look they give you," he said with thinned eyebrows.
" Over-protective," she mumbled.
She shook her head and changed the question, " aap tharkiyo ki tarah dance nahi karoge fir, okay?"
( You're not going to dance like a jerk then, okay?)
" Okay," he agreed.
She placed her cheek on his shoulder and wrapped her arm around his torso.
" Jay?"
" Hn.."
" Do you think we should shift our wedding to some other day because I don't think so they won't try to ruin it. Why don't you complete your business first?"
He shook his head, " our wedding will be held on a fixed date only."
" But-"
" I promise you nothing wrong will happen. It will go smoothly," he reassured her.
She sighed softly, " okay I trust you."
She got down from his lap and grabbed the cups. She handed one to him and took a sip of her own.
" Huh? Isn't the sugar less?"
He shook his head in denial. She got up from the couch and went to the kitchen to add more sugar in her tea. His eyes stayed glued to the table and he continued taking sips from the tea. His mind wandered to the mission he's currently handling. He has to clean it and remove this headache as soon as possible.
Shruti returned and sat down beside him. She hummed in satisfaction after sipping the tea.
" You know," she grabbed his attention and continued. He did not show her his worries and tried very hard to listen to her words but his focus was on the mission. This mission is very important. Now this is not just limited to him, but it is also important to get justice for Esha. She died while collecting evidence against them and they used her, especially her twin sister.
Both of them departed from there at 7 in the morning. She was using her mobile and typing a message to someone. He glanced at her mobile and frowned,
" Tarun? Why are you talking to him?"
She sighed, " please, Jay. I've told you already about him. He's no harm."
" I suspect everyone," he said.
" Don't. He is a good friend," Shruti defended him.
He rolled his eyes, " put it down. Don't shift your attention away when I am with you."
He said possessively. She let out a deep exhale and placed her phone on her lap.
" Ji, Kahiye, pati parmeshwar? Kya seva Karu aapki."
( Yes, tell me, dear husband? How can I serve you?)
She asked in an extra polite tone causing him to laugh. He rolled his tongue inside his mouth and a mischievous smirk carved on his lips. She frowned,
" Kya ganda ganda soch rahe ho?"
( What dirty thoughts are you thinking?)
He chuckled and shook his head, " nothing."
She scoffed lightly and looked at him in a judgemental manner.
" Pervert," she remarked.
" What pervert? I did not even say anything."
" But you thought so much," she said sarcastically.
" So? You can't guard my thoughts."
" Whatever," she uttered.
" So, how do you feel about actually marrying me?"
She raised her eyebrows amusingly as he applied extra pressure on me as if he's some president.
" That's a wrong statement. You should be glad I am marrying you."
She flipped her hair proudly.
" Hn hn, tum jaisi ladkiyan toh jaise ab hai nahi duniya mein."
( Yeah yeah, it seems like there are no girls like you in this world anymore.)
He said.
" If you can find her, do it. I am getting old and that is why I have to marry you, otherwise I desire a prince."
She batted her eyelashes in a dreamy way.
" You should stop spending time on fictional characters," he said while making a weird expression.
She laughed, " you are just jealous."
" Over those non-existing creatures? Of course not!"
He claimed and added,
" They can't make you feel the way I do."
" That's right though.."
She mumbled.
" Now who is being dirty minded?"
Her mouth hung open at his accusation.
" I meant love, you stupid officer."
" Just don't lie," he teased her.
" Why would I?"
She snapped at him and they claimed to blabber throughout the journey.
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Aryan stirred in his sleep feeling a gentle kiss on the back of his neck. He groaned lightly and faced his wife only to pull her into his embrace.
" Don't.."
It did not seem like a denial, rather a warning. Because he's in sleep, she felt it easier to push him. She wrapped her palm around the side of his neck and kissed his chin. She smiled mischievously and bit his chin.
" Tsk!"
He made an irritating sound and turned on his stomach, thinking that changing his position will save him from his little devilish wife.
She lifted her upper body with the support of her elbow and enlarged her eyes seeing all the scratch marks on his back. It seems as if her nails were acting as weapons and his back was a battlefield. She feathered her fingers on his back softly and wondered if it's hurting him.
She closed her eyes and leaned down to kiss his back. She left several feather-like kisses on his sleep while he made no movement and tried his best to keep sleeping.
" How can I be so cruel and behave like this?"
She asked herself, still not able to process how she managed to create this art on his back. Why didn't he stop her?
She put her cheek on his back and drew a circle on his back with her index finger. Later, after sharing their first intimate moment, he took extra care of her and handled her very gently. He bathed her in warm water, kissed her and feathered her hair until she drifted into her dreamland. He was very gentle. She is sure, she fell for this man once again.
" Aap itna kyu so rahe ho?"
( Why are you sleeping so much?)
She complained and frowned when he did not reply.
" It's 8 in the morning. Maa and Papa will be here soon. Wake up now."
She sat up and brushed her hair with her fingers to fix them.
" Aryan-"
She grabbed his shoulder and tried moving him but was it easy? No. He's heavy. She sighed.
" Ar-"
She gasped when he suddenly turned on his back and pulled her over himself by holding her waist. An angry frown was drawn on his forehead as he stared at her with an irritated expression.
" Kya hua?"
( What?)
She blinked two times.
" Uhm..., wake up."
She said in a low voice. He put his palm on the back of her head and placed her head on his chest. She knitted her eyebrows.
" I don't want to. You, too, should sleep."
" No!"
She refused and withdrew her face.
" Then let me," he grumbled.
She forwarded a smile at him and cupped his cheeks.
" Okay."
She pecked his lips and he felt suspicious because his wife can never agree with him easily. She got up from him and he watched her patiently.
She got down from the bed and his eyes roamed on his shirt she is wearing which is reaching her mid thigh only. She stopped on her track, her back still facing him and he lifted his head a little to have a better view.
Her elbows bent as she brought her hands up to chest, which he couldn't see. He waited and waited for 30 seconds.
His eyes widened slightly when she turned her head to glance at him and slid the shirt down till her mid back. His heart skipped a beat and body stiffened at her bold move.
She cannot do this to him.
His mouth hung open as the shirt kept slipping down and exposing her bare golden body to his naked eyes. He parted his mouth to say something but couldn't when the shirt dropped loosely from her body and his cheeks turned warm seeing her naked body.
He regretted blinking his eyes because in a fraction of second, she moved into the bathroom. His eyes stayed glued on his shirt on the ground.
" The door is not locked!"
She shouted from the bathroom and he grinned devilishly, throwing his duvet away and hurriedly getting down from the bed.
As he entered, he found her in the cubicle under the shower. The water ran on her body and drenched her completely while his manhood stiffened in his trousers. He didn't know his wife could be this bold and dangerous.
He gulped down his saliva, finding her pure seductress in that cubicle. She ran her fingers into her hair. All he could see was her back. She's being tortuous right now.
He was not willing to wake up but look at him now, standing on his feet and staring at her desirably.
" Fuck!"
He cursed and waited not to go there again. He grabbed her elbow and turned her to face him. His palm came in contact with her neck and he pressed his lips on her, coming under the shower as well.
She put her hands on his shoulders and reciprocated the kiss, tilting her head to the side. His body drenched under the water as well and water slipped into their joined lips but they cared less. Her naked body crashed into his body and she felt electrical sensations travelling down to her body. His other hand moved down to her and he grasped her butt cheeks.
She jolted up with sensations when he squeezed her butt cheeks and landed a smack on it which created a sound.
" Mmm.."
She broke the kiss and added, " you didn't want to wake up?"
" How could I refuse such an invitation, little princess?"
She smiled shyly and he dipped his face into her neck and grabbed her breast in his palm and squeezed it, pulling her bud with his two fingers.
" Aren't you," he withdrew his face and started pampering her face with kisses. He gave a long smooch on her lips then added, " being too bold?"
" Cannot I be?"
She asked and arched her neck as he started slipping his kisses down to her neck. She turned the tap of the shower off.
He was taken back when she suddenly pushed him back. He looked at her confusedly but as she moved closer to him, he realised she had more plans ready.
She placed her hands on his chest and leaned her face closer only to place her lips on the midst of his chest. He slowly closed his eyes and felt her sliding her kiss down to his body. She did not leave any place and planted several kisses on his abs. His eyes darkened as she did not stop and kept moving downward. He fisted her hair and pinned her against the wall.
" What the fuck are you planning to do?"
He asked with a voice coated with desire. She looked into his eyes innocently and whatever she was about to let out of her tongue wasn't innocent at all.
" Serving my husband."
Before he could understand her, she knelt before him while looking up at his face. She looked very submissive, yet dominating.
He wanted to stop her and tell her not to do such things but at the same, he couldn't hold his desires. She grabbed the band of his trousers and undoed the drawings. He gulped as she glanced at his boner which was evident. She slowly moved the trouser down along with his boxers and red hue coated her cheeks as his length sprung up and looked deep into her eyes.
She chewed the inside of her lower lip. He watched her impatiently as she left his trousers pooling around his feet and slowly raised her hand to touch his length.
And the time she wrapped her palm around his bulge, he placed his hands on the wall and inhaled a deep breath, unable to resist his desire anymore. He clenched his jaw and fisted his hand against the wall as she closed her eyes and slowly forwarded her mouth to his manhood.
" Fuck!"
He whispered and rolled his eyes back as soon as she touched her lips on the tip of his length. She parted her mouth and slowly took an inch of his length into her mouth. She squeezed her eyes shut.
He held her hair and dominance took over him.
" Take all of it."
A wave of butterflies rushed down her spine and she obeyed his orders like a good little wife.
" Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Biwi."
His grip tightened on her hair but he soon loosened it, realising she must be in pain. She pulled her warm mouth out before pushing it again. His manhood hardened in her mouth as her wetness coated it.
She kept her movement slow and kept moving her mouth back and forth. A frown is casted on her forehead. He gritted his teeth and couldn't stop himself anymore from taking the charge.
He moved her head in and out, increasing the speed. His mouth parted slightly and forehead rested against the wall as he watched her pleasing him with all courage and passion she had in herself.
" Oh! Yes, fuck. You are doing great!"
He encouraged her and made many sounds which made her blush hard. She caressed his balls with her thumb and hummed, wanting to stop but he wasn't satisfied yet.
His cock hit deep into her mouth as he made her suck him at a speed he desired.
She grabbed his torso with free hand and felt her knees hurting while sitting in the same position from past minutes.
She doesn't know from where she got this courage but for the first time, she wanted to behave insolent with him, just the same way he does with her. She was not like this. He changed her. It's all the side effects of his company but she has no complaints.
He soon released into her mouth and she withdrew her face, resting her head back against the wall. She wiped her mouth and he exhaled heavily. He forwarded his hand at her which she grabbed and stood up.
He cupped her cheeks in a gentle grip and whispered, " you will surely kill me someday."
He complained and she chuckled softly. He smashed his lips against her and took her into another kiss. Their naked bodies crashed into one another.
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