BEWITCHED

Chapter 9th

DAKSH'S POV

If this was what they meant by happy married life, then I am having the best married life.

Being in her arms was the best feeling I've ever had. I loved how her soft, small self fitted to mine big, muscular one.
She was definitely 5'5 but still looked so small compared to my 6'1.

She didn't had a body of model, but I loved her cubby cheeks, her small round belly when she was full, and her peaky round breasts. I prefered her being this way. And the best thing I loved about her was her self confidence.
I never once saw her being insecure about her body or the way she looked.

Most girl I've met was busy maintaining their figures, that's why they ate salad even on dates.
And here was my woman, not caring about what people think about or how people look at her. She was just herself.

And why would she, starving yourself doesn't make you beautiful. If eating salads, dieting and drinking organic drink makes oneself beautiful then it's better to be ugly.
Having a model shaped body doesn't make one look beautiful, rather it defines how they see the society.

I snuggled more into her boobs making her giggle as she run her fingers in my hair.
We were cuddling in the bed, sleep far away from our eyes.

*no they haven't done anything, if they will I'm here to explain it all*

"Oh!! I have something to give you."

She freed herself from myself running to the closet. Why is this woman always in hurry.

I will grip her more tightly next time.

She came towards the bed, mumbling to herself. Standing in front me she cleared her throat.
She then bent her knees but stood up again making me wonder what she is doing.

"Kya-"

"Rukea, pehle mai bolo ge."
Her voice was full of determination as she stood straight and pulled out a small velvet box.
I smiled thinking if she goona propose me.

"I- Well I didn't expected that I will be a wife this early, I don't even knew what are the duties to be a proper wife. Because my mom died when I was early and I didn't have a grandmother so I never knew what it's like to be a proper wife, my nanny also never taught me about it.

You told me that you will try your best to be a good husband, I will also do my best to exceed your expectations of a wife. And I will never give you a chance to regret your decision of marryi-"

I evolved her into a tight hug making her quite her babelling.

"I will never regret marrying you. Marrying you was the best decision I've ever made."

I pulled away looking deep into her which was filled with unshead tears.

"You gonna put it for me, or you want to do it myself."
She smiled and took my hand pushing the ring in my finger.

"I tried to match it with mine. Wanted it to look like a couple ring."
She smiled eye to eye as I pulled her up to cuddle her again, this time remembering to hold her tight.

This time she was upon me, her head on my chest and our legs tangling to each other's.
I was playing with her wavy hair as she was drawing different patterns on my bare chest.
Her hands slowed down coming to a stop. I peeked tilting my head a little, as expected she was fast asleep.
I kissed the crown of her head slowly drifting into deep slumber.

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AARNA'S POV

Rays of sunlight hits my face waking me up from my peaceful sleep. I opened my eyes slowly, soon to get closed by the bright sun peeking through the window.