23 # What's wrong with him?

Arnav's POV

I checked the time after finishing my work late at night. It's already quarter past twelve. I left the laptop and files in the study room and made my way to the bedroom.

As I immigrated to the bedroom, my gaze fell on my wife. I was stuck again at her cute and innocent face.

"Why?" I muttered and sat on the bed looking at her. She always attracts me. 

My mom is out for a few days and Sanchi accompanied her. Sid is also out with his friends. Only We are alone at home. 

Just in a few days, I watched her different aspects. She is beautiful, no doubt. But she is caring, perhaps brave. I never insulted any woman as I did to her. I couldn't control my anger that night.

I humiliated her but later on, I felt guilty for that. She works very neatly and honestly in the office, punctual on time. 

On our wedding night, she was not ready for what I did to her, but later on, she started fighting back. My employees, maids, and all workers work unde