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Author's Pov
Mahir entered his no, their room, with a charming smile on his face. His gaze fell at his empty bed that was supposed to be occupied by his wife. Disappointment coursed through him as he had expected to see his beautiful wife on his bed with her face covered and waiting for him. What was he thinking? Bela would never behave like a typical shy Indian bride.
But soon his disappointment was replaced by happiness when he saw her standing a little away facing the window. The pale moonlight was beautifully outlining her body. With slow steps he walked towards her.
Bela stood near the window lost in her thoughts when she felt a pair of warm hands slithering on her waist. With a gasp she turned around only to find her husband standing behind her with a smirk on his handsome face. He moved more closer to her in a way trapping her in between himself and the window.
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"You scared me, Mahirji." She said as she untangled herself from his grip.
"Where are you going, Bela?" Mahir groaned as Bela moved away from him.
"You want me to help you sweet heart?" Mahir asked with a smirk.
"No thank you, patidev. I can manage myself." She smiled sarcastically.
Mahir pouted before an evil plan crossed his mind. Grinning evilly he walked towards Bela.
With a sudden jerk she found herself trapped by her husband who looked extremely breath taking. He nuzzled his head on her neck and started placing wet kisses on her neck and slightly exposed shoulder.
"Mahirji." A moan escaped her mouth. She hugged him tightly making halt in his actions.
Breaking the hug he looked and looked at her. He cupped her face in his hand and slowly caressed her cheek making her look at him.
"Bela, if you are not comfortable we will stop now. I won't force you. I am willing to wait for you. Moreover we have our whole life ahead of us." Mahir said kissing her forehead.
Bela kept her hands above his on her cheeks, "Mahirji, I am ready. Its just that I am nervous as its my first time. I trust you with my whole heart and I love you. I want to be yours in every means."
"Are you sure Bela? I don't want you to regret later." He asked looking into her eyes.
"I am sure in a way more than my life. I will never regret becoming yours Mahirji." Bela said looking into his eyes.
Mahir leaned forward and kissed her forehead. She closed her eyes feeling it. He kissed her closed eyes and then both her cheeks which were coloured red. She opened her eyes and looked at him with a small smile. He captured her lips into a passionate kiss. He kissed her till she was out of breath.
