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Still with you Magical touch
"Trust me love" Happy reading.... "Remove your bathrobe and lay on your stomach" "What? Are you serious?", I asked him incredulously as my eyes noticed a tray placed on the bed which had a heating pad and an oil bowl. "Yes, I am a hundred percent serious. Now close your mouth and do as I said.",he said sitting on the bed. My hands instantly reached my chest shielding and my saucer eyes stared at him in disbelief. "No! I don't need anything, I will be fine by tomorrow.", I said in horror, hugging myself. No way, am I going to naked before him. Oh really Mihra! Then what about your wild thoughts? How on earth would he make love to you without undressing you? - subconscious smack. I didn't know, at first I had found our make out sessions hot but imagining me naked lying before him making me restless and my heart would explode in tension - I replied. "Are you zoned out again?", he snapped his finger in front of my face, breaking my conversation subconsciously. I looked at him
Still with you He is mine
"I don't know what would I be if you were not there with me" Happy reading... I laid wide awake in the wee hours of morning. My head placed on Abhiman's chest comfortably as I was listening to the rhythmic sound of his heartbeat and steady breath. It was soothing and calming. My hands wrapped around his rock torso and my legs tangled with his. I was pressed against his side by his one hand draped on my waist possessively. My lips curved up as my eyes peered at him observing him keenly. His right hand was folded under his head and hair was falling on his forehead messily. His long eyelashes kissing his white cheeks and lips were slightly parted giving the view of his reddish tongue. His breath was deep and warm. I quickly prayed in my heart to wake up like this everyday in his embrace. He looked so serene and angel. My solace and tranquility. The image just etched in my memory and it won't fade away until my last breath. My eyes noticed a red mark on his right shoulder and I blus
Still with you Memories
"My poor heart pouted at his cuteness" Happy reading.... Mihra's p.o.v I wore a blouse and a skirt. After I slipped my feet in five inch heels as mom advised me to wear footwear before wearing the skirt. So as to get its height adjusted accordingly. "Always make sure that the skirt almost skims the ground and be careful when you walk.", mom said while taking the end of the drape. It's a 4m of drape, she wrapped it around me creating a pallu/drape sort of fall on my left shoulder. She took the end of the drape and took one corner, tucked it in on the waist on the right-hand side so that its other corner formed this lovely V sort of form across my left hip. I was trying to memorize the process so I could wear it on myself next time. "If you tuck it at the center of your waist in front, then this V-shape will be formed perfectly behind." "Mom, it's difficult to get it but I will try to remember", I smiled watching her. "Next take the rest of the length and bring it round from th
Still with you The little things
"I need holy water now" Happy reading.... "Abhi can't we walk? I want to enjoy the beauty of this village", I asked him with a pout on my lips. On cue Abhiman looked up at the sky to see if there's any chance of rain anytime soon and then gazed back at me. I know it's cloudy but I want to walk through the green fields. "Abhiman don't worry there is a car already ready for you at the temple. Your uncle had an idea about the weather so he arranged it beforehand.", Hari aunty said, solving our problem without even uttering. "What if we get drenched in the middle of our journey?", he asked me. "Oh right I forgot about it", I said looking down sadly. "I have a solution for it also.", Mom said, this time making me look at her, surprised. "What?" "Yes Mihra, I have already told Hari to pack spare clothes for you both so you can change if necessary when you reach the temple.", she smiled at me. I gave happy hugs to both of them ,"Thank you so much lovely ladies" "I think we should g
Still with you Epilogue
"We knotted in a holy bond together forever" Happy reading… The day before Mihra's birthday. Time is night 8 PM Mihra Kapoor p.o.v Feeling jittery all over Heart was on marathon Palms getting sweaty Feet trembling on the floor Because I AM GETTING MARRIED "Aww you look so pretty in this red silk saree", Nisha gushed as she knelt down before me, arranging the layers neatly one by one. Finally I am going to marry the man I destined, the man I wanted and the man I loved. I looked at myself in the mirror and wondered was she really me? My cheeks, hands and total body were glowing like a bright moon. "I completely look like a south indian bride. Don't I?", I mumbled under my lips, feeling astonished. The silk saree and traditional jewelry was so heavy that my knees almost buckled under their weight. But it all felt worth it as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. "Yes, this is our beautiful Mihra, see the color of love is clearly evident on your face", she said, poking
Still with you Author Note
All rights reserved ⚠️ . Assalamualaikum doston ! Hola family ! I hope everyone is safe and fine. We are living in difficult crisis, this covid second wave is destroying our lives but still we are fighting against it. I hope you guys are taken vaccine alreay if not please register and take it as quickly as possible. It's only temporary solution we have right now and we shouldn't neglect our lives. Please stay safe guys. *This is my second book here, I hope you will love this too. "STILL WITH YOU". * English isn't my first language so please ignore any kind of grammatical mistakes and let me know when you spotted. * It's a short and sweet story. Story was setting in South Indian background. Telugu language might appear sometimes but i have written translation so no worries. *Contain mature content and swearing . *I am not a racist for sure and my book doesn't support anything of it . *All characters are just fictional and my imagination. *Last but not least Don't copy my st
Still with you I AM MARRIED WHEN ?
“Remember that money can’t buy love" Happy reading...... Mihra Kapoor’s p.o.v “Mom I want to tell you something important. Can I? ", I lifted my eyes from my plate to her while placing the spoon aside it. I know my mom, she will never deny whatever I want but still today I was feeling tension. What her reaction would be at my decision. I think she will definitely accept it because for her my happiness comes first and other is rest. She loves me a lot, though she is single mother but never let me feel loss of my father around me. Dad passed away with heart attack when I was seven. Since then she takes responsibility of our lives. She never even think about her life, I asked her why she didn’t get married after dad death but she simply smiled and told me. 'He was my husband and will always be. There is no one can take his place in my life. It’s just because he isn’t with us, it doesn’t mean I will forget him or his love. My love for my husband is eternal, he gave the love which can
Still with you Finding husband
"Everything happens for a reason " Happy reading..... “Sirish do something as soon as possible because my mom is so adamant to throw me in the hell any second.", I said weakly. “Here is the only option Mihra, you have to go directly to him and tell him that you are not interested in this marriage. You will tell him , you love someone." “Will he leave me ?”, I asked him doubtfully. “Of course he must be Mihra because no man wants to share his life with a girl who is in love with another man. At least not him because as per your words he seems a good man, on top of that he is a village guy so he will understand you and respect your decision.", he sounded so confident. “Oh it’s so simple. Tomorrow I will go to his village and confront my decision.", I spoke feeling a little bit relax. “That’s a good Idea baby." , he sang. “I will talk to you tomorrow. Love you”, I said blowing a kiss on my phone though he couldn’t see me. “Love you too baby. Come fast we have our internship reme
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