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Author's POV Sanjiv can see the fear in her eyes, for a moment he was satisfied by seeing fear in her eyes. He likes it when her eyes reflect how strong and superior he is. Koushalya looked away while trying to take his hands from her waist, her inner self screaming in frustration. As she struggled to take off his hands, Sanjiv pressed his fingers hard so that it could leave a mark on her waist. Greeting his teeth in sheer anger he spoke " what's wrong with you? "Koushalya snapped at him digging holes inside him with her glares. The whole room was in pin-drop silence. " you're asking me what is wrong with me? Ask yourself " she pushed him away with all her might and was about to take the first step when again Sanjiv caged her with his arms. " Leave me " Koushalya whispered due to a lack of strength, she didn't eat anything in the morning, even though coffee wasn't her fate today. Locking
Koushalya's POV. gazing out of the window I took a hold of a coffee mug and sipped it. A sudden relief hit me When the warm liquid passed through my throat. Now I'm feeling lighter than before. After whatever happened in this one week, I'm drained out of energy. My headache had taken a toll on me since morning, but after having coffee I felt as if my headache flew away. An abrupt wave of breeze hit my skin making me feel alive. The amount of peace I fetched right now, is all I wanted. Taking another sip of coffee closed my eyes for a moment, as soon as I closed my eyes Sanjiv's face came into view making me open my eyes in a jerk. Seems like I don't have the right to feel a few minutes of peace too. Right now, I'm sitting on the couch in our bedroom. My one leg is placed on the table in front of me, while another is on the floor. I'm more comfortable in this way of sitting positions. It's th
Author's POV The moment those words left her mouth, Sanjiv breathed in relief. A crooked smile appeared on the corner of his lips when he mentally cheered for himself. Wiping the sweat buds off from his forehead using his thumb. Sanjiv turned around facing Koushalya, who was impatient about his next move. Looking up at him, Koushalya smiled leisurely, still holding his hand into hers. Successfully she fell for his words. One day she will curse this day for sure. He did wrong, he lied. But he perplexed her with his words and made her guilty as if she is the one who did wrong. How clever he is. Sanjiv composed his emotions well and sat beside her still maintaining a decent distance between them. He didn't want to show his desperate side now. " Come again," he asked her to repeat one more time, just to make sure before getting into any other act. Koushalya pulle
Author's POV Sanjiv rang the doorbell for the 4rth time and waited for his wife to open the main door of their apartment. When he didn't get any response from the other side he sighed lazily and took out his keys from his pant pocket. He was exhausted with all the office work and meetings, all he wanted to do was lay down for a few minutes without any bother. Wrapping up his work in a hurry he ran out from his cabinet like a school kid who runs out of his class as soon as he hears the school bell. At last, when he reached his apartment he hoped to be welcomed by his wife with a warm smile, but it seems like today luck isn't in his favor. Because it's been a few minutes since Sanjiv is standing at their doorstep rang the doorbell again and again, but he didn't get any response from her. Wondering what caught her attention Sanjiv opened the door using his spare keys and stepped in. Locking the door after getti
Sanjiv's POV Fleshing my eyes open I gazed at the emptiness of the darkness, it took a few seconds to adjust my vision in the murkiness of midnight hours. As my vision cleared my eyes fell on the glowing face of my wife, who was sleeping close to me. I could feel her warm breaths touching the tip of my nose. Koushy was in deep sleep, seems like she is in peace cause her stable face during sleep says all her mental health. She was sleeping facing me, her right hand was under her right cheek while another hand was on her waist. Due to her one-side sleeping position, her bread cheek caused her lips to pout. After having dinner with a playful chit chat we drift into sleep, just like we do on routine. Earlier than usual today, because we have to attend koushy's friend Janaki's wedding early tomorrow morning. But from nowhere my sleep got disturbed. The calm environment and the cold breeze were enough to put a person in a deep sleep
Author's POV His lips stretched for a wild smile as he heard what he wanted. Plastering kisses on the top of her head, he held her close to him like she would fade away if he loosened his grip on her. Her temperature was enough to give him the warmness he needs in the cozy moment. Koushalya was still in a daze of sleep, thus she replied to him what she had stored deep down in her heart. By now Sanjiv's confidence level hit hard, till now a tiny part of him was perplexed when it comes to Koushalya and her feeling towards him. And the reason is, he knows that he doesn't deserve her. He knew it from the start itself. Still, he messed up with her life only because he is madly obsessed with her. letting her go means letting off his self-esteem. The thought of him not getting her in his life made him sleepless for nights. he just made a strong self promise of getting her, and later he got her too. He knew she
Sanjiv's POV Combining my hair for the last time, I looked at myself in the mirror to make sure of my appearance. The white formal shirt matched up with sandal color pent goes well on me. Buttoning up shirt sleeves I walked out of the guest room as Koushalya took our bedroom to get ready, and I know women and their time to get ready will never come to an end so I decided to get ready in the guest room. I was right though because Koushalya hasn't opened the room door yet. Leaving a sigh Sanjiv turned to leave from there but stopped at mid-track when I heard the room door clicking sound. Turning back I held my gaze straight on her. There stood my beautiful wife all ready to torch me with her elegance and sexy smile. I like the confidence that she carries in every outfit. She can pull off her looks effortlessly whether it's trendy or traditional. She was busy arranging her saree plates while I ente
Ram's POV " ram, gate up otherwise I'm gonna throw a bucket of water on you. right now" I wake up with an annoying chik chik of my devil sister, who is constantly eating my head and not letting me sleep. " you're such a pain, Varsha '' I groaned while sitting up straight on my bed. making a grumpy face I smudged my eyes to get rid of blurry vision of morning. As I opened my eyes I saw the devil smirking at me. my hand automatically reached out for a pillow which was misplaced on my bed, not breaking the moment I threw the pillow at my sister, who just ran out of my room not before showing her tongue. such a pain in the ass. yawning lazily I stood up from bed and walked towards the bathroom while ruffling my messy hair. I don't know why Varsha is very keen on taking me to her friend's marriage, this doesn't make any sense. It's been a few days since I recovered from a major