A SHORT STORY (Completed)
Invitations- Printed ✓
Event planner- Hired ✓
Attire- Purchased ✓
Honeymoon- Planned ✓
Grooming- Done ✓
Photographer- Booked ✓
STATUS: All set for the wedding.
A big fat Indian wedding is incomplete without some drama. But...
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Aayrah's innocent gaze was awestruck seeing the sun set in front of her eyes. She was standing at the perfect place, which had an outstanding view from the top of this hill.
This morning Izaan had asked her to go on a date with him and she didn't waste any second to accept his offer.
Maybe it was a good decision since it had almost been a month since their wedding and they definitely needed a change and an upgrade in their lives.
Izaan had his arm wrapped around her petite frame as he was currently busy on an important phone call regarding business but she was fully enjoying the view.
"I'll talk to you later Mr. Verma. I have something important to do." She heard him say that made her bite her bottom lip, cheeks turning red at the shyness of his words.
"So, what do you say Aayrah? Should we head for our dinner?" He asked her lovingly, dipping his face from the side of her neck from behind.
"Yes." She responded cheekily.
"And listen, we'll go only to my favourite restaurant. Nowhere else." She reprimanded in between making a chuckle escape his mouth.
"Of course we will. How can I even dare not to fulfill my wife's demand?" He asked in a husky voice, making goosebumps appear on her soft skin.
"Modest much, Mr. Oberoi?" She teased.
"Since forever Mrs. Oberoi." He smirked back, leading them towards his car so they could go to their destination.
His arm was wrapped around her lean shoulder, pulling her self closer to his body as he wanted to feel her softness as much as possible.
Her natural red hue on her cheeks, that rosey and soothing sight was something he could never get enough of.
Only he knows how he places loving kisses there whenever she falls asleep like a small baby, her plump lips pouty as ever.
The sound of his phone ringing was heard again and he groaned at the disturbance. He had already attended almost 3 calls in between their date and this was the 4th one.
He was barely controlling the urge to smash the phone on the ground.
"Hello?" He said, picking up the phone.
Aayrah had her light brown orbs set over him as he spoke to the person on the other side. She didn't fail to notice how his posture turned stiff each passing second, jaw clenched and a look of seriousness on his face.
"Yes, I'll handle it tomorrow Dad. We will get the deal, don't worry. I just need to look over the contract once." Izaan nodded his head a little as he spoke to the person on the other end that concluded to be Rajveer Oberoi.
By now Aayrah had gotten interest in her surroundings, looking at everything like a child, her eyes twinkling.
He tried to make her stop from going anywhere by holding from her waist to which she gave him a scolding look.
