Mr. and Mrs. Trehan Chronicles

Misson Mumbai

Author's note: steamy update ahead. :)

Three cars were lined up to take them to the airport.

Kavya didn't understand why they couldn't just take an early morning flight or late flight quietly

What was the need to go in the middle of the day with an entourage ?"

According to her detail oriented husband, this was safer. It would show their power and confidence to the rest of the world.

She was feeling better today. But she worried about hiding the truth to their family.

Her father thought they were going on work trip plus look at universities for her PHD. Mandhira her mother in law thought they were going on a getaway to Manali. She had picked out some cozy cardiagans for Kavya to take with her.

Ananya and Jahaan asked her to convince Viraj for some decent pictures from their trip.

She broke out of her reverie when she felt Viraj's arm come around her waist.

" Relax, we have to pretend we are going on a casual trip," he said in his sarcastic manner when he was tensed or concerned about something going on.

" Theek hai, but if they find out some other way?"

He quickly directed to her to one of the vehicles and then had them close the divider.

" I will handle everything Kavya. You need to relax for me," he said firmly.

The last bag was placed in the trunk.

" We can proceed to the airport," Viraj spoke into the intercom.

The driver acquiesced and they started moving.

Viraj suddenly grabbed Kavya and she landed in his lab.

She tried to get up, but he held her close.

He moved her hair off her shoulder and kissed her shoulder, he slowly kissed up her neck and soon met her lips.

She responded.

A few moments later, he sat back and rubbed her back.

" Feel better?"

"Definitely ," she quipped.

She slid off his lap but he held her wrist with a strong grip.

He kissed her hand.

She leaned in and kissed his cheek.

He placed a gentle hand on her stomach.

"No more cramps?"

She smiled and how tenderly he was touching her.

" I am fine. It's over for now," she said with relief.

He gave her a steamy look.

" What are you thinking Viraj," she said feeling a bit nervous.

" You will find out." He said as he started typing in his phone.

Kavya tried not to blush thinking about what probably transpired in his mind just a moment ago.

They arrived in a cozy penthouse in an upscale neighborhood in Mumbai .

Kavya stepped into the bedroom to get freshened up.

It was warmer here than Delhi.

She took off her jean jacket and went into the suite.

There were rose petals on their bed, Candles were lit up in the bathroom.

Looked like someone was just here.

She felt a intense glare at her back.

"Viraj," she said as she turned to meet his smoldering gaze.

How did he always know how to make her tremble in his intense depth of feelings towards her since the first time they met about three months ago?

She still cannot believe she is his, and he is hers for the rest of their lives.

"I believe you owe me a massage and you are owed a romantic night ," he quipped.

She grinned.

She pulled him by his collar.

"Then I guess we should get started then," she declared as she initiated a kiss.

Sometime later...

" Let's have dinner now Viraj. I am starving," she stated.

He threw her one of his shirts and she slipped it on over her nightgown.

Kavya squeezed some water out of her hair .

He had started to know her well.

She always felt a bit cold after a bath or shower, even if the place was well heated or ventilated.

Obviously the other reason was he didn't like anyone gawking at his wife in her nightgown.

The staff had left the food out as per their wishes. They reheated it and served each other.

Kavya took the last sip of her wine as they finished dinner. She was about to get up and clean up, when he stopped her.

" Wait there is dessert too," he quipped.

"Oh really what is it?," she asked.

She had half hoped there was dessert. Although she was thin, she loved her sweets every now and then.

Viraj removed the cover of the plate, and there was double fudge brownies topped with whipped cream.

"This will take a lot to work off, especially if we were to devour the whole plate," she said contemplating how much she could afford to eat.

" Think about it Kavya. Tomorrow we have to get to work and you also need to start your admission process for the PHD program. You should have a romantic experience with your husband with this dessert," he teased her.

She took the plate with her and indicated for him to follow her into their bedroom.

"Let's play poker. Each time someone loses they have to eat a brownie," she said.

"From a different location , each time," Viraj stated.

"What do you mean?"

"I will show you soon enough. I know for a fact you can't play poker," he quipped.

"Who told you? Ananya, Jahaan or was it PG?"

He gave her a look.

"No seriously?"

" I got him drunk before I had shipped off to London," Viraj admitted.

"He told you I couldn't play poker?"

"Ugh good thing I am not with him."

"Exactly you are only mine Kavya," he declared.

Before she could stop him, he had lifted her bridal style and he carried her back to their bedroom.