Part 2 of the Rajvanshi series.
To write a tale of emotions.
Of hate, of pain, of joy, of love.
What happens when faith plays it game to bring two people together? When the past of one threatens to rain fire on the lives they built together?
Will...
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"Do not say cute shit like that." She is one hell of a responsive woman. And I thrive in it. Her cheeks are all puffed up.
"You look like an angry bird. Why are you acting all jealous?" She huffs again. And glares at me. What have I done?
"Because I am territorial. And you're mine." Stupid fucking butterflies. Why is this happening to me?
"I just asked. It's not like I am going to her. I don't want her, I want you. And that's the beginning and end of everything." I bend forward to kiss her cheek. She is like a child that needs reassurance every two second. And as annoying as it should be. It honestly isn't. I breathe her in and suck another hickey on her neck. She covered all the other ones. Shame. I put in alot of work for them. She puts her hand on my chest to push me away and to stop me from embarrassing her infront of my family but Caden cuts us off before that. Maybe I should fire him. He just isn't cutting it anymore. "You two need to stop."
"This looks disturbing." Aarav joins in and I glare at him keeping witch close to me. He glares back. Is he still pining over her? Is he going to cry now that I stole his crush? Aarav sighs looking at Samaira and Ahaan rubs his back, trying to hold in the laugh. Caden is no better.
"Is there something that I don't know?" The Witch asks, observing us glaring at each other. I look down at her. I am still holding her close to me so lean forward and kiss her temple. For some reason kissing her has become my favorite thing. "Nothing important."
"Look at him, acting all love sick. Ek din mei biwi ne seedha kar diya isko." I knew Aryan chachu will have his fun. Why did I come here again?
(It took his wife one day to bring him on track.)
Samaira gets away from me and smiles at the three men who love irritating me. And I am not talking about my brothers. She walks towards them and hugs my father, Who hugs her back.
Am I missing something? When did she become his favorite child?
She hugs Ayaan and Aryan chachu after that and goes away to greet the ladies, Who are a little far away. And all these great men surround me. Ayaan chachu scrutinizes me for a second before a shit eating grin breaks out on his face.
"You had sex. Didn't you? Congratulations." For fucks sake. Aryan chachu follows behind.
"Fucking finally. It was time." This is an uncomfortable conversation. Sometimes I don't like the fact that my family is so open and forward in terms of all this.
"I am proud of you son." Dad too? Seriously?
"It's concerning how much all of you are invested in my sex life. I also have zero interest in discussing anything with you."
"I am actually happy you're married bhaiya. You two look great together." The only sensible man in this family, I swear.
"I still think she would've looked better with me." Dad and I glare at Aarav, Aryan chachu rolls his eyes and Ayaan chachu hits him on his head.
