𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 [𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡]

ＣＨＡＰＴＥＲ 110

What was the best part about being married? The answer would be different for different people but for him, it was just one word, her.

He found it difficult to sleep especially after she left for Delhi without telling him anything. Now the only way he could sleep was knowing that she was right beside him.

At the moment he was not sleeping. Instead, he was doing something happened doing for a very long time, almost since they had gotten married.

He was watching her. He sat in the corner of the room dragging a chair along, before sitting on it and staring at her who was just wrapped in a sheet.

She was his.

Armaan almost scoffed when he thought of what she had been doing recently. She was looking for job opportunities? That was one way to leave him. If she was going to be independent then there would be no second thoughts if she ever decided to leave him and fuck that.

Fuck The option of her ever teasing him. If Armaan had to make her completely dependent on him to get the idea of divorce or separation out of her mind, he was definitely going to do so. He was going to do exactly that.

He sighed before moving his eyes to the phone that his wife used which was being charged on the side table. Slowly, with minimum voice even though it was not required, Alia would never wake up no matter how much noisy it could be.

He unlocked the phone with the password he had seen her put in it too many times. Almost everything was open to him after there.

He did not bother checking the financial statements because that went through him almost daily. It was the messages and social media apps that he checked.

He swiped to the conversations, finding nothing out of the ordinary. It was just exchange of some Memes that went on with her friends and occasional chats but nothing new.

After she had gone to Delhi, she had broken off all contact and Alia had never been the one to socialise much meaning that she did not have many colleagues to catch up on especially not after she had left the job after being married.

Once more it was he that was the centre of her world just like he had always wanted. It was five years too long but at the end he had achieved what he wanted.

Locking the phone, he placed the phone back into the charging before walking over to the other side of the bed and smuggling close to her once he settled in.

Apart from making her completely dependent on him, financially and mentally, one more thing that he could do that would permanently change her down and take her attention off of the job hunting...

His eyes went to her stomach. No time would he better than this.

******

Alia moaned loudly, her hands closing in pleasure and squeezing the sheets. "Arman," she breathed out, "stop.." it was barely A whisper but she knew but how close they were at the moment, it was not difficult for him to hear what she said.

"No," he grunted out from above her. The word alone ended the conversation that they had not even started.

This position that they were currently in made everything much more sensational. She was on her stomach lying on the bed, Aman was on top of her with his chest to her back and something about that made it much more... arousing.

She Seal his chest. The formed made her shower and the rippled muscles that she was very much aware of now brought her to the edge time and again.

"Oh!" She joked forward with the elephant when she felt him trust in her harder than before. That one was particular and she knew what he did it for.

"Attention," he grunted out, continuing with his unrelenting thrusts, "on me."

"Yes.. yes," she muttered and nodded offhandedly.

She clenched around him. The girth making her shiver in pain and pleasure both, as she almost reached the peak of the pleasure.

"With me, Alia," he hissed through his clenched teeth right above her ear, "you climax with me."

She gave out a strangled cry, as if she was in pain. It was difficult to hold back when she was writhing for a release.

"Now.." she breathed out and knowingly clenched her walls around him tighter.

He hissed and she felt him let go. Alia trembled all over as she allowed herself to let go with him. Just as usual, his teeth came down on her back and get into it, definitely leaving a mark behind.

He loved to that and she did too. The pain brought her back to reality from her high and soothing sensation followed by his tongue almost made her come again.

"Good morning baby," he wished before she yelped at the smack on her ass, "do not do that again." He pointed out.

Alia smiled before turning her face and watching him with a lazy smile. Of course, it did not get past him, really anything did.

"Good morning," she wished before going in for a kiss. It was wonderful morning indeed.

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