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 gettido vote and comment.
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
Author's POV When Ram heard his sister's voice in that crowd, he turned around and found her standing at the corner of the hall, narrowing his eyes. Ram asked her 'what' with his questioning gesture. Varsha waved both hands at him, showing her all teeth to him she pointed her index finger at koushalya and mouthed " she is Koushalya". At first, Ram couldn't understand what was his sister blabbering in the middle of the crowd, later when he gave attention to her lip syncs he understood only one word. koushalya! As soon as Ram's eyes fell on Koushalya, a wave of nervousness hit his soul. The mixed feelings were dancing on his nerves. He didn't expect the sudden meet from anywhere, he was roaming being perplexed when today morning his sister Varsha forcefully brought him here, now he got the clarity why his sister attempted this kind of forcing thing, the moment he saw Koushalya.
Koushalya’s POV Humming on my favorite song which was playing on the e radio, I took a moment to adore the climate outside of the window. the evening hours of heavy clouds were moving slowly in the sky, the peach color tone of sunset gave chills to the soul. Everything looked calm, the breeze I felt on my face was so soothing to my soul. I felt the inner beauty when my hair was floating due to the air. Blinking my eyes with a smile I looked at Sanjiv who was driving with his full focus on the road. I’m sure something is running in his mind. The way he’s avoiding my gaze conveys everything. Adjusting his color with his left hand, he smoothly handled steering with his other hand, pulling my gaze out of his figure. I blankly sat my gaze in front. I always wonder why we aren’t like other normal couples? I love him, and maybe he too loves m,e or at least he likes me. Yet we couldn’t be like those lovey-dovey cou
Authors POV Koushalya grabbed the bathrobe from the hanger in mili second speed and she wore it before Sanjiv can get his sight inside the bathroom. "You should have knocked on the door " koushalya stammered with words when her shaky hands were trying to knot the bathrobe rope around her waist. Not even for once, she looked up at him as Her eyes were unstably looking down out of nervousness. " and you should have locked the door" biting her bottom lips she looked up following the source of the voice. Sanjiv was standing at the entrance of the bathroom, wrapping his hands with each other to his chest he stood there leaning on the wall. A devilish smirk was playing on the corner of his lips.Scanning her from bottom to top, his eyes finally held on her face. Her few wet hair strands were covering most of her face. Yet he could see her intense does look at him like a scared kitten. He cants ignore those water
Author's pov After almost sucking her soul out Sanjiv decided to end the show with the fourth round where Koushalya almost cried out in pain and pleasure. She couldn't take the amount of senseless release he gave her. For him, every moment of their make-out was cherishable for a lifetime. He would say it the best sex they had ever till now. Her moan, her touches, her smooth skin, and the way she screamed his name multiple times, everything was worthy to recall for Sanjiv. Perhaps after today's sex, he would begin to love her more in bed than her! somehow he too realizes that he loves her physically more than how he loves the actual her. But he never minds that everything is the same for him. Trying to have control of her trembling legs, Koushalya wrapped the sheets around her chest and lay down beside him. Gulping saliva to nourish her dry throat she snuggled close to him. Sanjiv held her close to him by putting his arm around her. Bot