Aryan's POV :-
I sprawled around the bed and when I felt the other side cold and empty I bolted up from my sleep. As I roam my sleepy eyes all across the room , glancing at the clock the time is already ten thirty in the morning . How did I sleep until this late ?
Oh yeah , I remember it now. I was making some changes in the will. I stroll towards the bathroom thinking about how do I convince Jhanvi to sign those papers. She won't do it easily. I recalled the next morning after her birthday , when I gifted her a diamond necklace and how she outright refused to take it . I had a hard time in convincing her to keep it which she told that it's going to be left in the locker somewhere. Her actions amuse me at times and I find myself grinning like a fool. What can I say ? Love does make you do the unthinkable. After washing myself clean , I got the papers from my study and overlooked on all the clauses. It basically states that I and Jhanvi as a married couple and the heirs of the wealth of Tej Malhotra , we share all the assets and properties in between us. But I changed the shares between us from fifty - fifty to seventy - thirty . Now Jhanvi will be owning seventy percent of the wealth as inheritance . And if ever something happens to any of the spouses the shares will be donated to charity but if they get separated he or she will inherit eighty percent . But the latter part is out of discussion now . I keep the documents I the drawer next to our bed and leave for breakfast .
The dining room is empty , not even the table is set for breakfast . Dadi is nowhere in sight. Confused , I enter the kitchen to see Jhanvi doing something near the gas. And Prabhat ,the cook is looking at her as if somebody will kill him .
" Jhanvi , please let me do this . The breakfast will be served in no time." He squeaked as Jhanvi added the pancakes batter into the pan.
"No , Prabhat . I want to cook for Aryan today . You know he was working till late last night . I will make a delicious breakfast for him . "
" But Jhanvi atleast ....." He was about to speak something but she stopped him.
" No buts , I can very well make a breakfast . Now you can leave."
I was controlling my laugh over here looking at Prabhat .
I cleared my throat which had their heads turning at me."Look Aryan is here now . All your talking wasted my time." She accused him showing the spatula .
" Sir , I did not even do anything !" He looked at me asking for help. It was getting hard to hide the ghost of smile appearing on my face.
" Are you laughing sir ?"
"What ? Me ? No , not at all ."
" I can see it ." He said .
" You can go Prabhat , I'll handle it ." I tell him and he sighs .
" God save my kitchen ." He mutters and rushes out.
"What are you making for me ?" I ask her as I move near her and place a feathery kiss on her forehead.
" I am trying to cook pancakes but Prabhat won't let me ." She says pouting her lips and turns to the pan which has the poured batter. I kiss the nape of her neck and switch on the gas knob and her eyes widen in shock .
" I forgot to switch on the gas knob , didn't I ?"" So what , I did that for you ."
" That is why Prabhat was asking me to leave the kitchen right ?"
" No , baby . Forget about him , he's an idiot ."
" I am so worthless , I can't even make food for you without avoiding a mishap." She turned to walk away . I held her wrist and pulled her to me. Taking her tiny palm I place small kisses all over it .
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RomansThis is an Indian story Aryan Malhotra ♂️ A 28 years old businessman . Arrogant, self centred, rude and flawlessly handsome. He came back to India after his parents passed away in a car crash. He is now living with his grandmother. Aryan has a past...