MasukAuthor's POV She was immediately greeted by Aurora, who stood there with an unmistakable grin.“Sister-in-law,” Aurora said teasingly, “I know you both are extra romantic, but everyone is waiting for you.”Aria flushed instantly. “You say that as if you and your husband aren’t the same,” she shot back.She reached up, gently fixing Aria’s slightly disheveled hair, her expression soft and affectionate.Vincent stepped out of the closet as well, composed once more. The three of them walked out together, leaving toward the gathering waiting downstairs.The ceremony went on amidst soft laughter and shared smiles, happiness spreading easily through the gathering. Aurora bent down gently and whispered the baby’s name into her tiny ear, “Eira”. Moments later, the name was announced aloud, and quiet applause followed as the ceremony slowly began to draw to a close.Eira rested in Vrishabh’s arms when she suddenly started to cry. He instinctively murmured softly as he tried to calm her, his
Author's POV“You’re late,” she complained softly. “We’re both ready, where were you?” she asked “Go take a bath first” Aria ordered him in a little strict tone, making him frown at her words in an impressive wayShe pushes him trying to get free from his grip pretending to be annoyed.A smirk curved his lips.“Then let’s go take a shower together.Shy blush instantly spread across her cheeks. She still got shy and he loved that about her how her cheeks would warm up, when he teases her.She turned to face him fully. Her hands slipped around his neck, pulling him down toward her. Her lips moved closer to his, close enough to steal his breath. He gulped, unable to look away as her eyes slowly lifted to meet his.Her eyes lifted to his grey and she whispered, “If you-” She stopped.“Yes,” he murmured impatiently.She looked up at him once more, a small smile playing on her lips, before leaning closer her words brushing against his ear, sending a quiet shiver straight through to his cock
Vincent POVThe whispers, they crawled into my ears, low and desperate, only loud enough to be remembered. Somehow, they made me feel something close to pride.Not happiness. Never that. But a cold, brutal satisfaction. She deserved the same pain, the same fear, the same helplessness she had forced me to live through.“Please… don’t do anything to my child.”Nisha’s voice broke as she cried, desperation tearing through every word. She begged.I didn’t stop.I just watched her.If anyone ever says I’m a psychopath, I won’t deny it. Because when it comes to her I am exactly that. A monster. One I don’t even try to control anymore.I don’t lose myself in rage.I chose it.The child’s cries tore through the room pleading, broken, terrified. Every sound felt like it was clawing at her, shattering her piece by piece.I watched it happen. I watched her break.Slowly, I rose from the chair.My gaze lingered on her one last time not with, Then I turned away.“You don’t need to do anything,” I
Aria's POVHe didn’t answer. He just looked at me silent, unreadable, his gaze heavy enough to pin me in place.I struggled, trying to pull away from him. I didn’t want to be here, not like this. I wanted distance, anything that would stop my heart from hurting this way. I twisted, my body tense with the need to escape, but his grip tightened instead, firm making my blood boil.“Leave me,” I snapped, my voice sharp with anger and pain.He didn’t.Before I could understand what was happening, he pulled me toward him. His lips crashed against mine suddenly, desperate, fierce and my heart stuttered in my chest. The kiss stole the breath from my lungs, catching me completely off guard.I fought it at first. I really did. I pushed against his chest, tried to keep my guard up, tried to remind myself why I was angry, why I was hurt. But he didn’t let go. He held me there, steady.And slowly, against my will, my resistance cracked.The heat of the kiss seeped into me, melting the anger, so
Aria's POVThe baby’s cries slowly eased as I fed her, the tension in my chest loosening with every quiet breath she took. I could feel his presence beside us silent, watchful.“She’s… hungry,” he said quietly, almost stupidly, as if stating the obvious.I smiled.In my arms, she relaxed completely, her tiny body growing with comfort. Her little eyes fluttered for a moment before closing, peaceful and safe.I looked up at him as he carefully took the baby from my arms. His movements were slow too slow…like he was afraid even his breath might wake her. He walked a few steps, every one of them cautious, before gently placing her into the crib.He stood there for a moment, not moving.She stirred, her tiny hand lifting slightly, but her eyes didn’t open. After a second, she settled again, drifting back into sleep.His gaze softened in a way I had never seen before.I notice the exhaustion in his dark, heavy, sleepless eyes. He had been awake almost the entire night and the previous nig
Author's POV Vincent ’s hands trembled as he tried to clench his fists, forcing them to stay still. His legs moved restlessly, pacing back and forth, unable to settle. His eyes kept drifting to the door again and againFear clawed at his chest, raw, suffocating.He had never felt anxiety like this before. Never.He was a man who destroyed everything, not one who waited helplessly outside a door.For her he did.All he wanted…..and needed was for his Brown to be okay. The nurse opened the door a bruptly.“Ma'am asking for you, sir,” she said, stepping aside.Vincent didn’t wait.His legs carried him inside, breath uneven, heart hammering violently against his ribs. The moment he crossed the threshold, his world narrowed to one thing. His Brown.She lay on the bed, her body arched in agony. Her eyes were squeezed shut, lashes wet with tears. Her mouth opened as a scream tore out of her raw, broken, and full of pain that ripped straight through him.In two strides, he was at her sid
Author's POV She flinched, her body getting frozen. Her delicate lashes were damp with tears, her breaths coming short; she didn’t know what to do.Her lips were trembling, and those innocent, pure brown-coloured orbs filled with unshed tears. She was looking like a child who was fearing him.That
Aria’s POV It’s been a week since that embarrassing moment with the mud. Nothing has changed.I forced myself to open my mouth again as he brought another bite into my mouth. My hands gripped tightly on my lap as I silently sat on his lap, chewing the food.I am not a child. I can eat by myself. H
Author's POV She looked at him, embarrassed. She wanted to look away, but she couldn’t. A smirk lingered on his lips as he watched her reaction. He dragged his hand back as he wiped his fingers across his chin.Without breaking eye contact with her, he brought those fingers to his mouth. He licked
Author's POVThe environment was filled with laughter, chatter, and the sweet scent of henna.The women and children were dressed in colourful attire, applying it on each other’s hands, sharing stories that brought beautiful smiles across their faces. They were all gathered around the bride, who w







