We try to hide our

feelings but we forget

our eyes speak.

Here I am seated in the centre of this beautifully arranged bed. Waiting for him or maybe kill him. This dress is not at all comfortable. Now I know all that glitters are not gold. Ananya told me it's sort of ritual than the groom raises the bride's veil.

So here I am.

The door clicked. I can't see anything due to this veil and dim light. Not that I'm dying to see him.

Are you not?

I could feel his heated gaze devouring and drowning me in that heat. He came near and sat beside me. He reached out for the veil and raised it.

I glared at him. What do you expect? Kiss him??

And of course he laughed!

"That's my wife!"

Wife.....

It sounded foreign to my ears.

But I liked it.

"Today you were really looking like the Queen you are my Queen." His Queen??

"You were no less" I said remembering the moment I saw him in the mandap.

"Is that a complement I hear Mrs.Arundhathi Abhimanyu Shikhawat?" Coming from his lips in that sensual voice these relationships the new addressing all of them felt, all the more real.

Not anymore capable of holding his gaze. I knew he was searching for the anger. But I don't know, I don't feel that anymore. I immediately averted my eyes.

"Adi..."

His voice so intense I felt my insides flutter.

Powerful enough to stop my heart.

He tilted my face towards him and gazed at me. His touch spreading a jolt through me.

Suddenly I remembered something.

I blurted out "Why do you call me Adi?"

He smiled as if remembering something, some unknown secret. Buried in the depth of his eyes, his soul.

"The first time I saw you, emotions were blazing like Sun in those beautiful orbs"

I stilled remembering the moment I met these blue oceans for the first time, the moment a part of me knew there was no going back.

"Blazing with anger for you...."

He again smiled hiding something.

I wanted to know what it was but I didn't ask. Those blue oceans hiding a beautiful secret, a mischief.

He palmed my face with his hand, the warmth seeping through his hands warming me inside to the depths I didn't know.

"Do you hate me Adi..?" His eyes praying or rather pleading.

Dislike?

Yes

Hate??

NO!

"Abhimanyu hate is a big word. I am not strong enough for that intense feeling" I said denying, I felt restless seeing his gaze which was pleading.

He smiled yet again

" you don't know how powerful you are. You underestimate yourself"

My name coming from him,

in that husky voice,

in such an intense moment surely created something in me, a havoc?

The way he thinks about me each and everything is changing something in me.

Then yet again I remembered something

"Why do you admire me?"

From the day we met one feeling which was always present in those eyes were Admiration.

"Again you underestimate yourself, again you haven't met yourself"

The emotions, some sort of determination and many more in his voice.

Not able to control myself I closed my eyes. A tear slipping from the corner.

It was all ovehelming.

I felt him moving closer. He crossed the distance between us. I felt his breath over me, one more second then I'm done. He sucked those tears and kissed my eyelids.

My breathe hitched my heart momentarily stopping.

I am in heaven.

He moved on kissing my cheeks and whole face except my lips. My heart beating a marathon.

Suddenly he stiffened as if remembering something, he moved back abruptly. I couldn't deal with the sudden lose of warmth and heavenly feeling.

I opened my eyes. I saw it in his eyes the desire and I knew he was stopping himself.

I took a deep breath. This guy surely had self control.

He was going to say something, but I beat him to it.

"Go change I have to remove all these things"

I pointed towards my jewelleries.

He turned and left to what I guess is the closet. I sat down in front of the vanity table and started removing the bangles.

I saw him coming back from the corner of my eyes. He stared at me through the mirror.

Then after a couple of seconds he informed me

"Mama brought some dresses for you.

And you can keep the valuables in the locker. Make sure you lock it after use, there are some important papers in that. The password is 140396"

After that he entered the bathroom.

Did he just told me the password of his safe??!

Why does he trust me this much??

This is the reason why I can't hate him. He admire me, trust me, desires me. He looks at me as if I'm the key to his life, the answer to his being.

Immersed in my thought I lost track of time and didn't notice him standing behind me. I sucked in a breath.

He laughed yet again...

What am I ?? His personal joker??

"Need help with that?" Pointing to my head. His words sounded offending. He didn't mean I'm mad, now did he??

"I'll do this side you do that side" I suggested pointing to the two sides of my head.

"And then fight!!" He retorted.

Okay...

He know me a bit too well.

"You remove your accessories I will do the hair."

And we started..

After 10 minutes of me hitting him because he pulled my hair and he shooing away my hand we finally did it.

A sense of satisfaction in both eyes.

He placed his head on my shoulder.

We stared at each other in the mirror.

The red hue of my sindoor, the dim candlelight, his wet hair, my dark locks flowing down, he slowly sneaked in his hands through my waist.

Hitching my breathe but not losing the eye contact.

"You do realise I have an effect on you" he said proudly.

"As if I don't have any" I can't back down now!

"Trust me just took a cold shower to avoid blue balls" He replied.

I couldn't hold back. I laughed at his face and eventually he joined too. After sobering up with a sweet smile in both lips.

I enquired "And you do realise we can't do it"

He cleared his throat and completed for me "Yes, not before you reach your goal."

With that he kissed the side of my head and turned away. I knew he was stoping himself.

A sudden sense of loneliness filling me. I stood up and went to the closet.

I was not astonished to see a whole boutique in my side of the closet.

Dresses, sarees, casuals, accessories, footwear and so on..

I just took a simple pyjama set.

And came out.

I saw him staring out of the window.

"Are you not sleeping?"

"I usually sleep at 2 what about you?"

"At 2"

It was usual time for students right ?

"What's the time now?"

"11pm"

"Then can you keep my Jeweleries in the safe"

I asked with honey dripping from each word.

With that I went into the bathroom not looking back. More like ran, before he refuses.

Again the bathroom was no less than the whole mansion.

But what I liked was mostly all were modern style. And OUR room, closet and bathroom was a mostly dark colour and white combination which I love. Yeah I love dark colours with white for anything and everything. So I loved the whole setup. I guess we have something in common.

Thinking all these I completed my hot shower a contrast to my husband.

Hmm...Not bad MY HUSBAND

Huh! Mocked my inner self.

I shoved my thoughts away and dried my hair with hair dryer.

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