The wife:"hey baby whats up?"mayank asked while entering the room.i was way deep in my thoughts so i didnt notice when he had removed his tuxedo and climbed in the bed."huh?"i asked when he twitched his fingers infront of me.."i asked you whatsup?? whats the matter,jaan?"mayank asked putting his hand over mine.i silently pulled my hand away and looking in the other direction replied,"dont you act as if everything is fine mayank!"
"why,i thought things were perfect jaan"he sighed and putting a finger under my chin,pulled me to look at him.
something caught my eyes."mayank,how oh my god why are your knucles bleeding?"his hand was covered in dried blood.he with a jerk pulled his hand away.i pulled them back into mine,inspecting."how did you get hurt,mr mayank maheshwari?"i asked sternly,my nose flaring on their sides."i..i.."
"i what?"
"i punched the wall"he sighed.his gaze cast down."and why would you do that?"i could feel anger rising up my cheeks.weird i know!!but hey i am not selfIsh.he was hurt it was the least i could do."i punched your pretty nose"he blurted moving his hand upto my nose,gently touching it.the pain was still there,i flinched at his touch,thus.he looked utterly dissapointed..
"my nose was not strong enough for your fist so you punched the wall?"i said breaking that awkward silence between us.
i saw a smile escaping his lips."i am sorry"he said while rising his head slowly up giving me those puppy eyes of his.i find them extremely dashing.i mentally slapped myself to bring me back in the mortal world."hey may i ask you something?"=0A"why do you and armaan hate each other?"okay i hit a nerve.ouch! you gotta pay for it.i saw mayank flinch.
"why dont we talk about it sometime else?"he forced a smile.i smiled in return..
"um,asmaara?"mayank said in a while.
"mmhm?"i asked
see"he jumped up and down in the bed,taking my hands in his continued.
"we know actually nothing about each other and yet we are going to stick together for a year,maybe more...so,Um,why don't we start knowing each other?"he beamed."thats sounds like =
a pretty good idea"i grinned.=0A"so,um,what do you say going to europe for one month? we will fulfill that honeymoon custom and bonus,we will get to know each other better too..whatdya say?"=0A"i am i dont know um,okay..so europe it is! but wont your business suffer?i mean one month is something too big"i looked concerned.
"you dont know who i am,mi amor.i am theee mayank maheshwari,the richest,the handsomest bacholer alive"he said with his left brow lifted.
"are you?"i smirked
"oh,i am sorry..no more a bacholer!"he pretended to be hurt.
i punched his arm playfully
"ow"he growled.
"you are such a drama king"i rolled my eyes..
"though all yours condosa"he lifted his hands in surrender.=0A"god,italian already,huh?"i lifted my arms shocked.he took my hands in his
"so i considered myself forgiven?"i withdrew my hands frowning.
"mayank?"
"mhmm?"
"why didnt you believe me and believed abhilasha that i pushed shilpa di?you know
I'll never do such a deed.never"i was now playing with my fingers.
"because i was being an dumb asshole"=0Ai couldnt help but smile...the mayank maheshwari was swearing at himself.hahaha.seriously!=0A"it will take me some time to forget but yeah,you're forgiven."i said in a serious tone."seriously?"mayank beamed and then engulfed me in a big bear hug,cutting off my oxygen supply but i didnt care for i was way too busy in taking in his sweet chocolaty aroma..
"lets get some sleep.we gotta big day tomorrow'he said.
big day? what kind of big day? um,well lets not think about it now.i told my conscience.and we slept on the same bed for the first time with me engulfed in his big arms...thus the night closed in on us...on the first day of our marriage..
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hi,the chapter is finally finished..phew!!! i nice chapter i guess..i m self satisfied...mayank is not that bad see...he just cant express his feelings in a right way..my story got some 200 extra reads in some 24 hours and 40 votes..i m doing a happy dance now..i mean in my mind..haha..you guys are awesome...
<3 ananya...u can call me aana too, my friends call me that :)..lemme know how are you guys liking the story so far..constructive criticism is always welcome :)
p.s. thats gonna be asmaara's ring that she'll have of mayank..hozzat?
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