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
"Thank God, you came...I needed you." Abhimaan exclaimed embracing her in his arms. He inhaled her fragrance, closing his eyes like he was trying to control something in him."Why did you lied to me, Abhimaan??" He scowled and ditched their frames hearing her voice. He looked into her eyes, which was not showing any emotion. For the first time, he was seeing her like this."You said you have not returned..." She said again. He understood her question, he thought about how to say, he didn't want to make her worried unnecessary. "Yeah...I thought to surprise you, but You ruined it." He said rubbing his thumb on her cheek with a smile. Sorry but someone ruined it. "I ruined it, I'm sorry..." She whispered fixing her gaze on his collar which has some stains of lipstick. She could still smell the different perfume from him, It doesn't belong to him nor her. Her heart sung knowing it already. She has just met her. She gulped her tears back."It's okay, but I'm happy that you are here now
Samaira entered her house and got surprised to see Sagar with Abhimaan, he was hugging Abhimaan with a broad smile on his face. "I'm so happy for you, you really deserve this." She heard Sagar saying to Abhimaan. She noticed so many flowers and cards around the table and on the couch. She found Abhimaan's eyes on her and his smiling face turned to a serious one again. Sagar looked at Samaira and came to her all smiling, she too smiled back to him. She is giving him a smile but not me. Abhimaan said in mind."You came on the correct time, Samaira," Sagar said to her. She looked around the things and his excitement was making her curious also."What happened and what's all this?? She asked him. "Your husband has won the award of the best businessman of the year. It is so great...Right??" Sagar announced to her in his loud voice. His voice was clearly showing his happiness for his friend. Samaira smiled, gasped and instantly looked towards Abhimaan. He felt his heart beating when s
They came out of their house holding each other's hands. There his driver was waiting for them with his black Mercedes, he opened the door of the back seat for her, she settled down. He turned around to go for his seat when his driver came in front of him holding an envelope in his hand."Sir, this is for Mam." "What is this?" Abhimaan asked him taking the envelope in his hand."I don't know, a man came and said to deliver this to Mrs Rajvansh." "Hmm. Okay" Saying this Abhimaan got settled beside Samaira on the back seat. She smiled at him. Soon driver starts their ride towards their destination."This is for you, someone delivered just now," Abhimaan said showing the envelope to Samaira. He didn't open it, as it's her. Samaira frowned, with the thought of who sent this."What is this??" Samaira said and opened it but Abhimaan took it from her and put this into his coat pocket."Not now, this is our time," Abhimaan said to her. He didn't want to waste a single second with her. She s