Hawaii.the thought alone was very exciting .I always wanted yo visit Hawaii as a child. Today finally I feel that my dreams are coming true.
Mayank wrapped his hand around my waist and held me close on our way to hotelOne hour later
The ride to the hotel was quite.I was busy admiring the scenic beauty out of the window while mayank sat there talking on his phone and rubbing soothing circles on my hand.
I had decided I would not think of my recent condition now. I will just go with the flow. Happily intake everything that god is shoving my way and enjoy this trip.
Soon we arrived at the hotel
The butlers were standing there with those floral garlands in their hands and were playing the drums.
The atmosphere was so rejoicing.
The manager came forward and slide a garland on mayank s neck and then he came forward up to me and he was about to put it over my neck when mayank came forward almost snatched the Garland from the manager s hands and slid it down himself . I stood there watching in awe. Clearly shocked to say a word ( in Indian rituals when a man slides a Garland down a woman's neck they are considered married . well at least to some extent )
I glared at mayank. Well he just smirked at that .that bastard!!We entered the hotel. Our luggage being taken away . we went to the reception to check in. The receptionist oogled mayank all the while. Like seriously ? I thought . big audacity considering his wife stood beside him.
Ahem wait!!!
His wife ??
Where did that acceptance come from.
I surely blushed.
"Yes sir. Your name please" the receptionist batted her eyelashes and asked.
"He is Mr maheshwari" the manager put forward and gave the receptionist a glare .
"And who are you?" She asked me.
Great audacity I thought.
"I am Asmaara Singjaniya' I replied quite coolly .
"Maheshwari" mayank smirked at me " Asmaara Mayank Maheshwari. My wife. Now please hand over the key to my beautiful wife here; will you?" he said as he put his arm around my waist and pulled me close..
The receptionist defeatedly handed me the keys.
I took it and we entered the elevator.
Our suite was on the 60th floor.
Yea great I know ~note sarcasm~
Well I am not complainingI just playfully glared at him. He simply shrugged. He held me around him tighter . "your bodyguards are here Mr.maheshwari" I whispered in his ears.
He pulled his mouth down to my ears .I could feel his minty breath that sent heavenly shivers down my whole being. "I don't care Mrs maheshwari" he purred in my ears
I just playfully elbowed him.
I don't know it was right or wrong but I was loving it. The feeling of being loved...of having someone to take caare of you..protect you..I was loving every moment of it...The elevator bell rang indicating that we have reached..I snapped out of my thoughts..only to find a magnificent view in front of me.
The suite was magnificient. I am not good with description so I am gonna spare the details..but it was amazing..
In the middle by the fireplace was a couch..in front of it was a huge led TV that hung from the wall..
The place was just wowww...
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Hey guys i m back. Sorry fr being thaaaaat late..I will do hundred sit ups right away..
I will update soon.I promise..
Send me your love babies..:*
- yours
aana
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