"The magic of the first rain of the season." Happy reading..... He carried me towards his car and placed me carefully in the passenger seat. He closed the door and sat in his driving seat. I could feel his hand brushing the wet hair away from my face and tugging it behind my ear. He took a dry towel from his back seat and started wiping my face. His fingertips came in contact with my cold skin, my body shivered in response. "Abhi..", I mumbled slowly and opened my eyes. As usual he stirred, hearing his own name from me. I couldn’t help but curve my lips at his innocent yet deep coffee eyes staring at me worryingly. "Don’t worry, this little beer can’t tame Mihra senses easily. She is absolutely conscious but feeling a little light headed. Other than that I am absolutely fine.", I paused before straightening my body leaning back onto the seat. "Because you are here with me right now.", I said nervously looking down at my lap. "You scared the shit out of me, woman.", he said afte
"Good things take time" Happy reading…. "Like what you see Cara mia" I was choked on my throat literally, my eyes almost popped out of their sockets. I didn’t expect this coming from him, it’s new to see cheesy Abhiman. I bent my eyes down in embarrassment, I was sure he noticed my flushed face. "Please Abhiman, wear something..", I whined, still blushing like a tomato. "Okay, I am dressed decently. You can see me now.", he announced. I looked down at myself, "I need to change these clothes" I mumbled to myself. "Look, this is my closet. You can take whatever you feel comfortable with." I heard him solving my problem before I could even voice it. This man never failed to surprise me. I nodded and slid down the bed to reach his closest. I took two steps and bumped into his hard chest. "I am sorry.", I mumbled immediately. "Oh! Here I thought you might need my help?", he remarked cockily. My wide eyes shot up to him meeting his coffee ones. They were twinkling mischievously an
"Fireworks, butterflies and tingles. My stomach tasted all these things at once. It is what you feel when you are truly in love right?" Happy reading.... "Keep doing that, I liked it.", he said looking at the fork. I dropped it on my plate and looked at him in confusion. "Keep doing what?" "This is what you are doing right now….warning me like you own me." His coffee eyes shone delightedly, a smile painted his lips. I didn’t know what to say, I just stared him in amusement. "I am really sorry Abhi. I am ashamed of myself for being unreasonably rude to you. But still you have the heart to treat me like a princess." I said, dropping my gaze down. Guilt rose in my heart and I felt tears pricking my eyes. "Honestly, I don't deserve you, Abhi." His hand reached mine which was laying next to my plate and held it gently. "You know what Mihra, I never find any word of yours bad because I know the truth. It would sound absurd out of nowhere when someone suddenly says that you are marr
"I don't need the world, I just need you." Happy reading…. "I soul you love.." he pressed his lips against mine, hot and passionate, our tongues swirling and his hands slid down my shoulders to waist. My feet climbed on his automatically as he guided our tangled bodies to the nearest wall without breaking the kiss. My brain, senses and every cell of my body went frenzy with the taste of his lips. My hands traveled from his shoulders to his neck to tug him, feeling every muscle all the way under my palms. My back came in contact with the wall as he pinned me with my hands above my head. His lips were softer than I imagined, sweeter than honey. He pulled back a second to see my face, I was struggling for breath. "I soul you too..", I whispered breathlessly. He chuckled before connecting his lips with mine again. His hands let go of my wrists and dropped to my head holding me in place. He pecked my lips in a slow and study manner, feeling their delicacy. He did that multiple time
"I am addicted to his scent, breath, touch and all of him." Happy reading…. "Mom! ", I said as soon as she picked my call. "Oh sweety, how are you ?", she asked me, her voice filled with worry. "Mom I am good, in fact I am so happy. This is all because of you", I said slowly as I sniffed a little. "Mihra, are you crying?", mom asked me. "No mom, don't worry, I am just overwhelmed by happiness.", I paused a second before continuing. "Sorry, I scared you." "Yes, you did scare me to hell, thank god Abhiman found you on time. What if he didn’t come to find you there? You have any idea what would have happened to you, you have already had an accident, remember? Please from next time don’t pull such a stupidity, my heart can’t take it anymore.", her voice cracked in heaviness. "I am so sorry mom, I realised my mistakes. I promise, I will never repeat them again" She calmed down herself and spoke after a small pause. "What do you think about Abhiman?", mom asked me hopefully, my he
"Your safety is my responsibility now, I promise you that" Happy reading… Abhiman’s p.o.v I woke up with a throbbing head in my office room and sighed as some disturbing images flashed through my brain from.last night. I went directly to Sirish's home and was shocked to know that his father was really a well known man in the business world. He asked for my company shares many times and wanted to do business with me. But due to no vacancy, I refused him gently, not wanting to appear rude to him. I wondered how this fucktard Sirish could be his son. The second, when I stepped inside I noticed Sirish sitting in the hall while blasting music in his ears and shaking his feet. My fist clenched and my face contorted seeing him. Mihra's words knocked my brain once again. That’s it I lost control and stormed towards him furiously. The next moment, my foot touched his back in a hard smash and he fell on the floor with his hands clutching around his stomach. I didn’t give him a chance to sp
"What did i do to deserve this great guy?" Happy reading…. Mihra’s p.o.v "Abhi, pin this tendril on the right side of my bun.", I was guiding him as per the YouTube video which was showing how to do queen braid. Abhiman the great billionaire was making my hair, could you believe that? He told me that he loved to comb my hair when I was kid. What would I say, my whole heart swelled with his love. I felt like I was the luckiest girl in the whole world right now. "Done Mihra …." "Oh my god!", My mouth fell open as I looked at myself in the mirror. He exactly styled my hair the way shown in the video. "You are really looking like a queen in this queen’s braid." "You did an amazing job Abhi." , I chirped, turned towards him and kissed him on the cheek. His eyes twinkled as he gazed at me lovingly. His hands rested on my cheeks, he seemed lost. I moved closer to him and hugged him tightly. "You are the best in everything , how I am so lucky" "That line is mine. I am lucky to have y
"Just stop biting your lip like that, I am having dirty thoughts" Happy reading..... "What happened to her?" "She was driving to your office this morning and suddenly saw blackness covering her eyes. She was about to park the car to the side to check up on her condition. Before she could process anything the car crashed into a nearby pole." "Oh my god", I gasped sitting on the bed beside Nisha whose eyes were closed and her head was wrapped in a cotton bandage. "Who brought her to the hospital?", Abhiman asked worriedly who was sitting across from me in the chair. "The same person who saved her on time, fortunately he was passing by and stopped his car seeing Nisha's bleeding condition. After, he brought her directly to the hospital and called on a recent dialed number from Nisha's mobile. Thank god he saw her or we don't know what would have happened with her there.", Mom looked terrified at the mere imagination. "But why was she driving alone when she barely knew about the