Author's POV "Dad, kiss mom..." Aaron demanded folding her hands to his chest. Austin was admonished by orbs of Myra still he was smirking at her wickedly. She was tilting her head in No. She has not a single penny trust in Austin. He can do anything. "Aaron, you are getting late," Myra tried to change the topic but Aaron was adamant about his demand. "Dad, kiss my mom..." He stubbornly shouted. Austin is just scaring her and he doesn't want to kiss her or doesn't want to breach the contract. Austin and Myra looked at each other and shock and fear were dripping from her orbs. She gulped saliva that formed in her mouth. The saliva was clearly noticeable through her bare skin throat. He leaned further and he almost reached her lips. "Mr. Black, ... Please... No..." She whispered requesting him while her eyes automatically fastened. She obtained her strength and harshly pushed him stepping back. She yelled sheepishly, "Aaj Maine Brush nahi kiya... (I didn't brush my teeth today.)
Author's POV Myra walked into the villa slowly. Max introduced her to members, "Hey, everyone, meet my friend, Myra." "Hey..." "Hello..." "Good morning..." "How are you?" She received a lot of greetings. Automatically, her lips spread making her smile. "And Myra, meet our Indian family in New York, Mr. Handa, Ravi, Rakshit, Mrs. Aneja, Mr. and Mrs. Patel, and so on..." There are so many people, who are from India. She finds a little India lives here. A woman, in her mid fifty, offered her a coffee mug and she couldn't deny it. She smiled and accepted. She needs it badly. After the introduction, Mr. and Mrs. Patel announced the planning of the Navratri Festival. Myra was surprised, all came from different states of India though they are willing to celebrate every festival. Garba isn't an easy thing to do. Once the announcement is done, they played music on the speaker and they started practicing. She giggled as she found every person was performing the Garba dance. Myra has
Author's POV Peter's phone was buzzing continuously and he was ignoring it as he was busy in his lovemaking session with a blonde girl. His VIP lounge was filled with their moans. Once he filled her with his hot liquid, he breathed and relaxed. He glanced at his wrist band and he found the name 'Austin'. He lifted the girl from the top of him and picked up the call. He teased, "Aren't you feeling sleepy, buddy?" He laughed and added, "How can a man sleep when in front of him a live sex bomb is sleeping peacefully and you can't do anything with it?" "Shut up otherwise I will kill your junior forever," Austin shouted at him and that was enough to shut his mouth. "What happened?" Peter changed the topic. "She left the job," Austin pressed his head hard and stridden into his study room. "What have done with her?" Peter dismissed the girl and started donning his clothes. "Nothing," Austin shouted and explained to Peter how and what happened. Peter slapped his forehead and thought,
Author's POV"Good evening, my heroes," Myra giggled as Austin and Aaron occupied their seats among the dining chairs.Austin's ears rose as she greeted him. He couldn't believe it. He was just gawking at her with his gaped mouth."Good evening, Austin, Myra, and My little monster champ," Grandpa greeted as he sat on the head chair of the dinner table."Good evening super grandpa, and it's a high five," Aaron raised his hand, and they high fives. Grandma and Declan also greeted everyone and occupied their seats.Myra was serving dinner to everyone. Austin gulped hard and averted his gaze from her to grandpa. Declan's presence is not much liked by Austin but still, he is tolerating him."What's special today, mom?" Aaron asked licking his lips while inhaling the delicious smell of food."Something something," Myra winked and served him kheer in a small glass bowl."Woww, it's my favorite," Aaron chuckled and grabbed his spoon when Myra stopped him from holding his hands."No, it's too h
Author's POV Myra was so happy as well as tired. She was feeling like a queen as Austin was treating her the entire day. She visited so many places in NYC. The last is the diner. The dinner was planned and for that, he had booked the entire floor of the seven-star restaurant. As she was looking up at the restaurant, She was silently thinking, about why the top floor of the restaurant is empty. Though others are full and the last one is only vacated. It was visible through glass walls. She trudged as Aaron was pulling her. When someone's gaze caught her attention. She feels that someone is staring at her, she whirled and found that their guards had stopped a couple. A man and woman in their mid-fifties. She stopped, so Aaron also stopped. Austin was talking on the phone call, his attention was diverted to Myra and Aaron, who stopped and gawked at the couple. Austin hung up the call immediately and grabbed Myra's hand to drag her inside. "Austin, don't you want to introduce your wif
Author's POV "Myra... Myra..." Hiral (Mrs. Patel) asked shaking her at her desk. Myra came out of her trance, she blushed biting her lower lips. She likes when he pecked on her cheeks. It's still affecting her and her face turned cherry red. She facepalmed herself and wiggled her head. "Yes, Aunty," She answered her. "Are you okay? I'm observing you since morning, you are smiling frequently and your mind is also lost somewhere. Probably you are not concentrating on your work," Mrs. Patel pulled a chair and sat next to her. "Nothing like that," Myra stuttered while responding to her. She realized that she hadn't accomplished her routine work and it was already lunchtime. She rubbed her scalp making funny facial expressions. She has been caught. "Ok, leave it. It happens in your age group. Maybe, you meet a guy, and you are lost in his thought," Hiral teased her and Myra bit her lower lips harshly to control her blush. "No..." Both laughed and Hiral asserted, "You need to go ou
Myra's POV On the last day of Navratri, it comes so fast, I wish it would come after more days. I'm not Gujarati, but my friends were Gujarati when I was in school. That's how I learned these Garba steps. Pakhi, one of my best friends and my crime partner, too. Today, I miss her, we didn't meet for a long time, when I came to Delhi, there was no option of contacting her. Though I wrote letters to her, I didn't receive any reply from her. That hurt and then, I moved on and my friends were left in Mumbai. As time passes, everything changed and now, I'm Mrs. Black, 'temporary Mrs. Black' - My brain reckoned me. I pulled out my phone and dialed Ruhi's number, my wrestler and one-woman army. We talked a lot once I got this phone from Aaron. But today, I'm missing Pakhi and I don't know where she is, so I called my wrestler. "Hey, how are you?" She picked up rapidly. "Fine, aren't sleeping?" I asked. "I was feeling that my alarm friend is going to call me, so I was waiting for your ca
Myra's POV Max's cold palm touched my bareback. Strangely, I was feeling uncomfortable. My gaze collided with Mr. Black and I wriggled in his arms straightening my corpse. Max left me straight, "Relax... Are you okay?" He immediately knelt and lifted my gown a little bit up to check my leg, if I got any injury."I'm fine, it was just a mistake. I missed or forgot the step so this happens, I'm sorry and thanks for saving me," I thanked Max but my eyes are contemplating on Mr. Black. My breathing hitched as our gazes locked. He was sitting in his signature style, the left leg is resting on the right leg's knee and the right leg is continuously tapping the floor. It is showing that he is not easy now or suffering from any tension. But what kind of tension when he is enjoying the night. "Myra, you should be careful," He touched my feet and I realized he is checking my legs. I pulled my leg rapidly and stepped back. "I'm all good," I stuttered. I don't know why, but Max's touch was m