Unedited.Samaira rushed into the bathroom after locking the door, She jumped in excitement. She was laughing like a madwoman. The day became more special for her with him around her. As he said, he was with her all day since morning. Now it's evening, So he asked her to get ready for their date. She was having the feeling that this night would be special with him because she was going on a Date with Abhimaan, her husband. She had never gone on a date before. She doesn't know what this night would be like, she doesn't know how will this night will end. But, she was so, so excited and happy.She thought to took a warm bath to relax her muscles. She closed her eyes and felt relaxed immediately. She lay in the bathtub for almost half an hour and after that, she showered and washes her hair. She came down wearing a bathrobe. She stood in front of her closet to think about the dress. She wanted to get ready, she wanted to do some efforts today for him, because she wanted to look good f
"I Like you, Abhimaan." These words were ringing in his ears, he couldn't believe what he has just heard. He got stunt from her sudden confession.This is not how he planned it to be. She kept on looking at him for some moments. Her confidence was fading by the passing time. Her heart got scared with the mare thought of his rejection. Her mind filled with conflicts that maybe she shouldn't have said this. But her heart was determined by what she has just found and confessed. She has no regrets, whatever will be his reaction, his answer, she is ready to face it. "Abhimaan....." She gained her coverage to call him."How could you??" He said. His words were calm, full of shock but enough to make her heart pained. Her eyes got filled with warm tears. She blinked her lashes to hide them. She couldn't take this, she wanted to run to her room and hide herself. She took some steps back and turned to go. Abhimaan grabbed her elbow and pulled her to close himself. Her chest bumped with him
....He pulls the breaks of his car in front of her college and looked at her on the passenger seat. She took a glance at the huge building of her college before looking at him."I'll be busy with work. So, Your driver will pick you at noon." He told her, She nodded. After their sweet romance in the morning, they enjoyed their breakfast together and he insisted to drop her. As he doesn't want to lose any chance to be with her. Same with her also. They have a sweet smile on their face and a warm feeling in their hearts. Both were at the initial phase of their changing feelings for each other, they wanted to spend their time together but their life has more priorities also. But with their little confession last night, something has surely changed between them. There is a kind of comfort and feeling of 'rights' on each other is here. No one has to justify their actions, after all, they are husband and wife. "It's okay, I understand..." She replied to him with her sweet voice. She ca
Smile has made a home on Abhimaan's lips with the intention of not leaving anytime soon. He was smiling like a fool since she has told him that she likes him the way he does. He felt blessed everytime he looked at her, she is a pure, innocent and untouched soul in life. He felt a kind of proud of being her first, in everything. Though she is not his first he had determined to make her the last and only woman of his life forever. He never had this intention to call someone his, but after her everything has changed. Her reactions, her face, her innocent eyes, her smile everything about her is so cute and adorable. And most importantly her blushing face after their every kiss or after their closeness. She was even blushing in the morning when they had breakfast together. Bypassing every moment, his feelings were getting stronger for her. He was not able to concentrate on his work today. He was relaxed that Sagar didn't irritate him much between their conversation about Samaira, he w
He was in trouble.That was the first thought that crossed Abhimaan's mind as he has the slightest view of her cleavage. He could feel his body harden in immediate response as his gaze slowly travelled her curves, throat and her wet pink lips. He gave her some fast open mouth kisses on her neck from behind. Her every breath was an effort to her now. She felt electricity rushes in her body.Samaira's fingers tightened over the edge of the soft white bathrobe she was wearing. He stopped and put her wet hairs on the other side of the shoulder to get complete access to her long white neck. "This view....is, even more, better than I expected." She blushed then, a charming shade of link that spread across her cheeks. Her knees got weak due to his touches and his words at the same time. He dreamed about her. This is the best feeling for her or for any wife to know that her husband wants her, desires her and finds her beautiful.Abhimaan felt raging lust intensified. Damn it! He should
Samaira put the white lilies, in the vase present in their room as usual. She likes to put fresh flowers daily, he also likes the freshness in the room. After coming back from her college, she hurriedly had lunch and sat to finish her work on time. Tomorrow is the weekend, So she wants to be free for that, to spend some time with Abhimaan. She hoped he would also have some time tomorrow. She tried to call him to share about Ritika and Sagar but his number was switched off at that time. He must be busy, So didn't try again. She was lying on her stomach, with her books were spread around her. She was so engrossed in her work, that she didn't feel when he entered the room much earlier today. He dropped his bag on the couch, his coat on the bed near her. He gets some closer steps to peep into her work, he frowned not understanding anything. She felt someone's presence and looked back. She got surprised by seeing him early. She sat straight adjusting her clothes properly."Hey..." Abhi
.....Samaira applied her nude pink lipstick, and mascara on her lashes standing in front of her dresser. She combed her long hair and tied them into a ponytail, she was wearing a floral dress, little more than her knees and matched her attire with white flats. She was putting her stuff in her bag when Abhimaan came out of the washroom in his pants only while whipping his upper body with the towel. Both were getting ready for their respective works.She took some breath seeing this Greek God in front of her, so close in the same room. This is complete torture.He throws the wet towel on the couch and took his shirt which was already on the bed. He didn't surprise because it's her daily ritual now. She likes to do these small things for him, and he likes her small gestures so much. He was going to button up his white shirt when his gaze falls on her throw the mirror, she was looking at him. Soon, she widens her orbs a little and looked away, tugging some loose hairs behind her ear.
.......Samaira went to his room number where her uncle has been shifted. She roamed her eyes around to check her aunty or Dhriti but they were not present there. She didn't call them also, just then a nurse came out from his room. She went to her."Excuse me, Is he conscious now?" Samaira asked the Nurse about her Uncle, Ishwar. "Yes, you can meet him but don't talk much. He needs to rest." Saying this Nurse left. Samaira picks up the fruits and some other stuff she brought with her, which Damini asked to bring and walked to his room. It was the 3rd day, of his being in the hospital. She didn't get to meet him yet, first, the Doctors didn't allow much and then Damini and Dhriti deserves first to go and meet him. In these 2 days, Damini clearly using her for money and for her personal motives.She didn't bother about it much, she thought to meet him once and then go. But she has noticed some tension between Damini and Dhriti but didn't dare to ask them, maybe it's because of the cur