Abhiudey POV
"Princess, say something. You are freaking me out,” she was still staring at me weirdly.
“Give me your hand,” she took a deep breath and told me. I forwarded my left hand confusingly. “Not this one. That one,” she pointed to my right hand. When I extended my right hand toward her, she took my hand on her own and put on a bracelet.
It was a silver charm bracelet. The most beautiful thing about it is the charms in it. It has six charms: firefly, butterfly, dog, parachute, something written in some odd language, and a three-dimensional heart shape. Why heart shape! I brushed off the thoughts that she might have feelings for me.
“Do you like it?” she asked me nervously.
“I love it. It is beautiful,” it had memories of the days we spent together. I thanked Isha with a smile. A smile which only she can bring on my face.
"Abhi,” she called me. I looked at her and hummed. “Wǒ ài nǐ,” she said something in a strange language.
“What!”
“Wǒ ài nǐ,” she said that again.
“What is the meaning of it?”
“Find out,” she giggled while looking at me. There was a sparkling in her eyes. She did not say anything further, just started walking. I also started walking with her.
“And what language is it?” I asked her again, pointing to the charm.
“Guess,” I sighed. This girl never says anything I can understand.
“Korean?” she did not say anything, only give a smile. I think I am right this time. Suddenly my eyes fell on her bracelet. I have seen this bracelet in her hand since the day I first met her. But It seems so familiar to me as it was something I have seen before. “Isha,” I called her. She looked at me and gestured me to continue. “Who gave you this?” I asked her, pointing to her bracelet.
“I also do not know. I asked about it mum-mum before. Mum-mum told me that it was someone very close to me. I don’t know who. But this bracelet is very close to me. I never keep it away from me,” she had a smile on her face all the time when she was telling me. I felt jealous of the one who gave her this bracelet. She showed that to me. It was inlaid with four alphabets. ‘R’, ‘I', ‘A’, ‘A’. RIAA!
“Why double ‘A’ in ‘Riaa'?” I asked her, and she shrugged. Then we walked over the bridge for a while more. If only I could hold her hand and live like this all my life.
These two weeks erased all my bad memories of London and replaced them with the moments I have spent with my princess. And there I found a mother I had lost 16 years ago. We are back in New York. In our regular life. Now my life is perfect except for one fear, what will happen when Alex returns…
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Third-person POV
It’s been one month since Risha and Abhiudey came back from London. Abhiudey became more caring towards his princess, and he didn’t like her princess to get hurt. He takes care of Risha like a precious treasure. Risha gets annoyed sometimes, but most of the time, she loves caring, sweet Abhi. She hates to stay away from him.
Abhiudey had to go to Japan for some business meeting. Though it’s only one day still both of them hate it. They became addicted to each other. At night, Abhi wouldn’t come back, so Risha slept on Abhi's bed, wrapping his pillow, inhaling his scent. On the other hand, Abhiudey also couldn’t stay away from his princess. As soon as his meeting ends, he told William to prepare his jet so that he could go to his princess soon.
Abhiudey reached New York early morning and went straight to his apartment. He went to Risha's room to see his princess first. But she wasn’t there.
‘Where was she?’ he thought. He went to his room and found her curled up in his bed. A big smile appeared on his face. He so wishes to call it their room. He sat on his bed next to Risha. His smile disappeared as soon as he put his hand on her face. Her skin was burning with fever. He instantly got tensed. He got off the bed, went to the bathroom, and came back with a bowl of water. He sponged exposed skin with tepid water.
“Princess, princess, can you hear me? Princess, look, I came back to you. Won't you talk to me?” he said Risha, weeping. He was so worried about her.
Risha felt it the moment Abhi touched her face. She wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn’t. She had severe pain all over her body. When Abhi called her in a weeping voice, her heart was hurting more. She couldn’t bear her love was in pain because of her.
“Abhi,” her voice was almost inaudible. But her Abhi heard her.
“Yes, princess. I am here. Do you need anything? Wait, I am going to take you to the hospital,” Risha held his hand to make him stop. Abhi looked at her and put his hand on her head. “Do you wanna tell something, sweetheart?” Risha slowly open her eyes and gave Abhi a weak smile.
“Water,” she mouthed. Her throat is dry. She can't talk like that. Abhi quickly made her drink water. She slowly sat down and Abhi helped her. “Don’t worry. I will be fine after taking medicine. I don’t wanna go to the hospital. Just stay with me,” Even if Risha didn’t say so, Abhi would stay with her.
“I am not going anywhere, princess,” he reassured her and kissed her forehead. “Take some rest. I am going to cook something for you,” Risha nodded.
“Come back soon,” she told him with a pout.
“I will,” saying that he went to the kitchen and started making breakfast. After making vegetable soup, he went to his room. He sat on the bed beside Risha and went to feed her, but Risha stopped him.
“Abhi, I can eat by myself. You haven’t changed your dress yet. Go, get fresh,” she told him. Is she crazy? She can’t even sit by herself. How she thought I would leave my princess alone. He mused.
“Princess, I will. But first, I will feed you and make you sleep,” he started to feed her. After he made sure she ate everything which he brought, he gave her the medicine. He made her lay down.
“Now go. Refresh yourself, have breakfast, and rest too.” After much insistence, he went to take a shower. Abhi quickly showered and had breakfast. He returned to his room. He crawled onto the bed and lay down next to Isha. Risha snuggled up against him, and he drew her to him.
“I missed you,” she whispered.
“I missed you too, princess,” saying he kissed her forehead. They both fell asleep next to each other.
Risha woke up a few hours later but didn’t find Abhi beside her. She knew Abhi wouldn’t go to the office, leaving her in this state. He must be in the kitchen. She was feeling much better. So she decided to go downstairs. She was right. She found Abhi in the kitchen. She was standing there for some time ogling her own husband. Abhi felt her presence and looked back.
“Princess, what are you doing here. You should take rest,” he went to her worriedly.
“I am feeling much better now, and I was getting bored. Let me stay here, please,” Risha told him with puppy-dog eyes. ‘God! Why this girl has to make this face always. It’s enough to kill me,’ Abhi mused.
“Fine. But sit here quietly. And if you feeling sick just tell me. Okay?” Abhiudey makes her sit at the kitchen bar. Risha nodded. He went back to cooking, and Risha was looking at her husband’s every move with amusement-filled eyes. ‘How on the earth I got this amazing person as my husband,’ she mused.
When lunch was ready, Abhi fed Risha. She moaned after each bite. Abhi was trying so hard to control himself not to do anything stupid. Her simple moaning was a complete turn-on for him.
“Princess, stop moaning,” he blurted out.
“Why? Your food is awesome. I am telling you, you should close the business and start a restaurant,” she told him excitedly.
“Ok, I will consider it. But please stop moaning,” he muttered when Risha did that again.
“But whyyy?” she asked him innocently with puppy-dog eyes. ‘God! This girl will be the death of me,’ he mused.
“Cause...,” he moved close to her. “Cause...,” their face was so close to each other. If Abhiudey leaned one inch forward, their lips would touch. Abhiudey was staring at her lips, forgetting everything. Risha closed her eyes, waiting for their lips to touch. But it never came instead she felt Abhi's lip near her ear. “Cause unless you stop, I will kiss you,” his voice gave a shiver down her spine.
“Then kiss me,” she blurted out. As soon as she said that, Abhi's eyes widen. He pulled himself from her and searched any sarcasm in her eyes. But he didn’t find any.
“I-I mean, did you heard that song ‘kiss me’. It’s quite old but amazing,” she babbled, realizing she that loud. Her face turned red cause of blushing.
“Umm. N-No not yet. But I will. Umm... I’m going to clean the dishes,” he got off quickly to avoid the awkward situation. After doing the dishes, Abhi said, “We should go to the room now.” Risha nodded. She got off the kitchen bar stool, and suddenly she felt dizzy. But before she fell to the ground, Abhi caught her and held her securely in his arms.
“You okay, princess?” he asked her worriedly. Risha nodded slightly. But Abhi wouldn’t convince. He picked her up and carried her to their room in a bridal style. Risha wrapped one hand around his neck, and with the other, she clenched his shirt firmly. She didn’t want to leave this person not even in her dream. She never thought she would fall in love with someone so much that she can't live without him. His mere presence makes her feel safe and secure.
In the case of Abhiudey, he never thought in a millennium that he would attach to someone this much, someone who can make an arrogant, heartless human fall in love with her. He can't even think of a second without her. With that thought, he gently laid her down on the bed and placed a kiss on her forehead.
“Abhi, can I asked you something?” Risha softly asked him, stroking his face.
“Anything, princess. You don't need my permission,” he smilingly told her.
“Do you have any girl in your life?” she asked him nervously. Obviously, he has. Without whom he can't imagine his life.
“Yes, I have,” he replied honestly.
“Who is she?” there was hope, insecurities in her eyes at the same time.
“My mom... Aditi... Mamma... and...” he paused for a long time after every name, causing Risha to be impatient.
“And?”
“And the one who is a little bit naughty, noisy and stubborn, but she is cute and the most wonderful woman in the world,” he said to her dreamily.
“Who. Is. She?” Risha again asked him gritted her teeth.
“And you are interested because?” he asked her, wanting to tease her a little.
‘Cause you are my husband and you can't be with someone else,’ Risha brooded.
“And I wanna kill her,” she muttered. Abhiudey heard that and smiled inwardly, seeing her jealous.
“You can't do that. I don’t want her to get hurt. And I won't let anyone hurt her,” he said nonchalantly.
“Then what are doing here? Go to your cute, wonderful woman,” she yelled at Abhi, pushed him from her. Her eyes were glazed with water. She laid on the other side of the bed, sobbing frantically. Abhiudey was shocked. He didn’t expect her to react this much.
“Princess, listen to me,” he told her softly, slightly touching her.
“DON’T TOUCH ME,” she shrugged his handoff. Abhiudey sighed and wrapped her tightly from her back. She shuffled in his arms, but he didn’t budge.
“It’s you,” as soon as he said this, Risha stopped moving. She turned to face him.
“Come again?” she wanted to hear again.
“Who do you think can be noisy, stubborn, and cute at the same time? It’s you silly,” he told her smilingly.
“Really?” she asked excitedly.
“Really,” he assured her and a bright smile appeared on her face. She wrapped her hand around him tightly.
After seeing her jealousy, Abhiudey found some confidence that maybe she has some feelings towards him. He saw a glimmer of hope that Risha won't leave him.
“Abhi,” Risha called him and he hummed. “Wǒ zhēn de hěn ài nǐ,” she giggled while saying that.
“Princess, can't you say something which I can understand?”
“Nope. Find out what it means,” she giggled.
“I won't. You would have to tell me,” he exaggerated.
“Okay we will see,” she challenged.
“Will see,” he whispered to her ears and kissed her on her forehead, holding her securely.
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Finding True Love
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