Rating: 18+ (sathyama 18+ da chellangala so think twice before going further, also to people who are squeamish about reading physical intimacy can skip this, there is nothing explicit here but everything is there in someway, so choice is yours)
"I am so damn tired, may be we should have just stayed in" Sivaangi whined as she got down from the car.
"Yeah, that was tiring, ethana pose, ethana pics, ethana selfies, inikku night icloud crash aagalana dhaan miracle " Ashwin said in a teasing tone.
"Hey, I am a social media influencer, there was a time when my instagram would be buzzing with my fashion statements, but due to all the chaos in the past few months, I haven't been posting anything, so this is my opportunity to revive my page back " she said walking towards the door.
"Adhukaaga, scalpel pudichavana, camera pudikka vetchuta" he replied following her happily.
"Well, stop acting okay, I knew how much you were admiring me via the lens, your lips may lie Ashwinetta, but your eyes can never" she said hopping towards their cottage.
"He he.. ivalo azhaga irundha admire pannama enna panradhu?" He shouted after her for which she replied with a blushy smile
She saw him not following her, she stopped and looked at him confused.
"nee poma, dinner ready ah kettutu varen" he said moving towards the reception while she nodded her head and entered their cottage.
The moment she entered their room and saw the bed, the idea of what was going to happen next flashed in front of her eyes making her turn red.
She opened her luggage and started rummaging through it to find the special dress she had bought for the night, but some how when she looked at it now, it felt like it wasn't good enough.
"Over ah poitumo, may be I should have bought something less revealing, thappa ninachu paaro, if I wear this and stand in front of him, what if I looked ugly in this, andha model kku pottadha paathu namakku nalla irukkumnu ninachadhu thappu polaye" she thought holding the dress in her hands.
Just then she heard the cottage main door opening, she immediately pushed the lingerie inside the bag and went inside the rest room.
The first thing that caught her attention when she entered the rest room was a red gift wrapped box on the towel rack.
She took it slowly and got surprised to see a hand written note on top.
"To the love of my life, happy honeymoon, my Sivaangi ma" was written in beautiful cursive indicating who wrote it.
Her cheeks turned to the color of the box as she opened it.
Her mouth fell open as she saw what was inside.
It was a beautiful couture dress in lavender color made of satin. She took it out, and let it drop down while holding the noodle sleeve of the dress.
"Wow" she exclaimed looking at it.
"When the hell did he do this? " she exclaimed to herself while putting it safely back and went into the shower.
It took another half an hour for her to get ready, she looked at herself in the mirror in the dress he had given her and she felt like she looked the most prettiest ever, wearing it.
"Oh! you so know how to impress me man, you may not be pathetically romantic, but you are passable" she said with a smirk looking at her reflection and opened the glass door.
It was pitch dark outside and it took some time for her eyes to adjust, when it did she saw her man sitting in front of a table that had been neatly set for two, the entire cottage had been engulfed in darkness except for the beautiful candle in front of him.
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My Beating Heart
RomanceWhen fate entwines the life of two polar opposites in its own sadistic yet magical way, a beautiful love story unfolds. This is the story of Ashwin, a Cardio Vascular Surgeon and Sivaangi, a prominent social media influencer, fashionista cum aspirin...