That night karthik glanced at his sleeping wife, taking her hand in his assuring himself that she will not flee away like others from his life.
He inched closer, touching her face ever so gently; he marvelled at the doll now belonging to him and is always on guard to not allow anyone to snatch her away from him.
He had enough of losing his dear ones, and now he is not going to lose her ever, period. She is his and she ought to be his, the very day when his eyes cached the sight of her.
He had always preferred to be loner not wanting to be betrayed again in his life, to have someone and then lose them. But....but every built wall around him crumbled when he saw her first time, he had went to look for a prospective girl only because his Di and dadi had blackmailed him, not able to fight any more with them he had come with them to singhania House with the resolve to make the girl say No, but as soon as he saw her, his resolve crumbled and every No took a back seat in his mind with only one thing screaming again and again, to make her his, to own the pretty doll, to bring her in his marked territory and cage her with him all her life, even after that.
Giving a long kiss on her forehead, he eyed her plumped lips which were already subjected to his never-ending desire; giving pepper kiss to them again he hugged her tight, breathing in her scent consoling his thudding heart.
Days passed soon with the next day karthik and naira leaving for honeymoon came, dadi looked up at naira who came in with her evening tea 'naira everything ready for your trip? Have you packed both of your luggage's needed for the trip?'
Naira 'woh dadi karthik said he will take care of it and not to take tension'
Dadi nodded at her 'karthik came back?'
Naira 'not yet dadi but soon he will arrive, need to prepare his coffee and snacks before he comes'
Dadi 'hmmm how is everything going? Are you comfortable? I mean do you need anything at all just ask me or keerti'
Naira 'ji dadi'
Naira!!! Came her husband's call, she looked back at dadi 'he has come'
Dadi 'aap jayiye '
Naira rushed out to receive her husband, as soon as she entered the room, she was engulfed by her husband who crooned in her ears 'I missed you'
Coming out of the hug, she discarded the coat and tie from him, picking his casual wear she gave to him with a smile, he took the dress and went to get freshen up. Knowing he will take another ten minutes she rushed out to bring his coffee.
Karthik sat on the poolside recliner relishing the coffee made by his wife with naira beside him having her tea in silence. Karthik 's phone rang, he took the call switching on the Bluetooth, his talk went on for more than fifteen minutes with naira noticing her husband every gesture and his features, molten brown eyes, his chiselled face, his scar below left eyebrow, his...his lips....flushing she looked fidgeting with her hands, what happen to her? Ogling at her husband like that.
She looked up wide at her husband when she was pulled on his lap, balancing herself by clutching his shoulder blade for support, looking at his smirking lips, twinkling eyes she knew she is caught by him on checking him out.
Tucking her loose strands of hair behind ear, he cupped her nape, tilting her face according to ease and brought her closer, his thump pad caressing her cheek. When he sensed her intense gaze boring him, he lost it, and pulled her on himself cutting the call, now when he looked at her crimson face all he want to do is to kiss her senseless and he did that.
Rubbing her swollen lips he huskily whispered 'it is not crime to look at your husband naira, only you have the rights'
Naira looked up at him surprised; this is the first time when he is saying she has rights on him. Karthik with lopsided smile 'am I looking handsome for you naira?' Naira blushing hugged him, making him chuckle, how she can say that her husband is not only looking devilishly handsome but also hot and sexy.
Naira stepped inside the private jet in awe, this is the first time she is looking at private Jet, and she had travelled in flight before, not that her family is poor but not so rich too to own private Jet. Looking at the interior of the Jet she is stumped with the classy look of it.
Karthik led her to one of the seats, buckling her in her seat; he turned towards the stewardess with a nod indicating his go green signal to take off the flight, who in turn went away to pass the order to pilot.
He sat on one of the seats looking over at naira, her gaze roaming around the flight in awestruck expression, her big hazel eyes always gave away her inner thought to him, and her eyes went wide listening to the name of the place they are flying to Goa...it is easy to read her thought karthik chuckling.
Stewardess came to them 'Sir Madam would you like have something to drink or eat?'
Arnav his face kept straight 'yes bring two glass of orange juice'
He stood up from his place and moved towards naira tugging her to stand on her feet he led her to one of the sofa and sat close to her.
Karthik 'So now you know we are going to Goa'
Naira 'Ji' the hostess came and kept their juice and went away leaving the couple in privacy, sighing to see and envying on naira for being Mrs kg not knowing being Mrs. Kg is not so easy.
Karthik lay down on naira's lap shocking her ' karthik!!!'
Karthik 'hmmm'
Naira 'koi...koi dekh lega'
Karthik 'this is my private jet naira and until my wish no one will disturb us, rest assured' he took her hand and kept it above his head, understanding him she started caressing his hair.
Karthik 'I like it when you caress my hair? You know Mama too used to pat my head whenever I lay on her lap, she used to make me sleep with her lovingly caressing my hair and I always went to peaceful sleep like a lullaby is sung to me'
Naira stopped whatever she is doing; this is the first time he is talking about his mother. Karthik'why did you stop' still his eyes closed. Naira started caressing with lot more care and affection.
Karthik 'hmmm this is so good'
Naira 'you love your mother' it was not questioned but a statement.
Karthik 'I loved her but she betrayed me' his voice went to distant within a fraction of second which scared naira from saying or asking anything further about his mother.
They reached Goa; The land of Sun, Sea and Sand....Pearl of Orient....Tourist Paradise....
A car was arranged for them to take them to their private resort. Naira looked outside the widow while they were going to their resort; it is refreshing from the noisy city she lived in. Their car came to halt, looked ahead she looked at the house she is going to live for days here.
Karthik coming out, opened her side of the door 'come naira'
He took her inside, both looking at the place where they are going to live in detail with various expression, if one is in wow then another did not even have any expression.
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