Love In Contrasts

chapter 3

Authors POV.

Getting inside the dim lighted room, Aanya scanned the room with her thin almond eyes, lastly her eyes settled on the king size bed which is in the middle of the room, decorated with rose petals, her eyes diverted towards the window which is in front of her, walking towards their she saw breathtaking view in front of her, this room has a balcony.

The balcony was empty with nothing but a carpet and a recliner accompanied with a bean bag. Going back inside she went back and she can see two doors at the side of the room, guessing one is wardrobe and another one is washroom.

The room is beige color with a king size bed in the middle of the room. In the right side she noticed similar recliner chair she saw in the balcony, the room was pretty much empty with wall decorated with a painting or two.

She went towards the two doors in the room to check, opening the first door she came in front of the walking in closet, even tho she is rich but he's richie rich, closing her mouth she went inside and noticed all his clothes are at one side leaving another empty, for me , she thought, she went inside and saw shoes collection, she felt like she's in shoes showroom, he had every brand and every type of shoes.

Taking her suitcase which was in the side of the room, she took out her night clothes which consist of a loose T-shirt and shorts.

Getting inside she was shocked to see jacuzzi inside their bathroom, Richie rich indeed, she thought and started taking off her jeweleries one by one.

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Coming inside the room and finding no one riaan got confused as his mother told ananya bhabhi to take her to his room, then where can she go, his confusing turned into realization as he heard the shower turning on. Oh she's taking a shower.

You overthink too much.

Looking at his ring finger, he signed, he didnt appreciate how he god married, without knowing who he's marrying but he isn't cruel to not treat her right, even though he didn't like the way his parents emotionally blackmailed him, she did nothing wrong and she is forced in this as much as he is. He knows he need time to adjust to all this and he also knows he will, he has too, he's married now.

When he first saw her in mandap, he was flabbergasted by her. She looked so delicate yet alluring he couldn't keep his eyes to himself.

Hearing a clink noice he look towards the bathroom door where she was standing in a T-shirt and a ice cream printed pajamas and she still looked as beautiful as an apsara. when he realized what he's thinking, shaking his head to get rid of those thoughts.

Ahem

He heard her clear her throat.

Waise to kabhi chup nhi rehti, abb bolti kyu band hai? her conscious mocked her and knowing how correct it is.

"Umm...you need any help?" He asked and frowned when he realized how deep his voice sounded. She frowned not knowing what he talking about, he motioned towards her hand, which was holding her wedding lehnga and by the look of it he knows, its very heavy.

"Yeah a little help will do." She said quietly, but it still was loud as the room was silent.

Coming towards her he took her lehnga and his guessed came true, it was really very heavy, he put the lehnga on the middle table in their closet. She followed him with her jeweleries. He noticed how she still have her chuda and mangalsutra on.

"You should go change" she voiced out thinking it would be uncomfortable staying in a sherwani.

He nodded and went towards where his clothes are their, reaching their he took black T-shirt and Grey sweatpants.

After coming back to his room he found her in front of the mirror, applying something on her face, thinking she's doing her night skin care routine, thinking she didnt noticed him, he didnt said anything and silently sat on recliner, which was on the corner of the room. Glancing at her from the corner of his eyes.

He thought hes being slick and she'll not notice him but how can she not when he's looking at her from time to time.

he was wearing black T-shirt which was working as a second skin for him as it stick to his chest and his biceps are to die for. He isn't bulky like abhimanyu, he's more towards the leaner side, she didnt have any issues with it as she prefers lean over bulky guys.

"Staring are we?" Riaan said with a smirk and she came out of her dream land. her cheeks went hue pink knowing he caught her, but she isn't the one to back down.

"nope." She said popping out the 'p' And took a step towards him until she was in front of him, and look down at him "I was just admiring the beauty who's my husband now." She said and it was his turn to blush. She smirked victoriously when she saw him blushing.
Ahem. He cleared his throat and looked at her. Having fun she tries to tease him more.

"Blushing are we?" she said with a teasing smile and his eyes went wide, his mouth opening and closing like a fish, he's cute, she thought.

"your eyes are playing with you, i don't blush." he says, he's voice firm and yet his eyes not looking at her.

"Really? then what it is?" She said her eyes glinting with mischievs, pointing her index finger towards his cheek which only became more pink as she is just an inch away from him.

"Shut up, aren't you tired? go and sleep." He said with a pout and shoo her away. she laughed at his cute sulking face, and said "you're soo cute." Pinching his cheeks, he's full red now.

swatting her hands away he said "im. Not. Cute." Very slowly trying to make her understand.

She laughed looking at his cute face and said "its gonna be fun living with you."

Her words werent meant to be so deep but it did went as deep. Living with you.
That thought make him smile a little but he hide it.

"just sleep." He pushed her towards the bed but not with too much force.

"Okok no more jokes, meri muh dikhai doa." she said with her palm in front of him, for him to give her, which he don't have any clue about. She looked at his confused face and raised her right brow at him.

"Isn't it what those aunty will give you tomorrow, why you asking me?" he asked genuinely clueless and confused.

"Its a tradition that on a wedding night husband gives her wife a gift as muh dikhai." With a sign she explained to him what it is. His expression changes from confused to guilty as he didn't prepared any gift for him, his ears turning red from embarrassment.

"No worries I also don't have anything for you." she said with a small smile and looked towards the bed then at him.

"Right or left?" She asked hinting through her head towards bed.

"Right." He said still in daze of how she is so free and talking to him like they have been friends from years.
She went and took left side, with a sign.

"i realize now how tired I am." She whispered out but he heard her clearly, switched of room light and went to slept on right side.

Their was enough space for them and the distance between them can fit another person in between.

Their was silence for some time.

"Im trying, I can't promise you anything right now but I'll be loyal towards you and give my hundred percent in this marriage." he whispered out, after sometime when he didnt heard anything he looked towards her and saw her sleeping.

With a smile he too went to sleep as he was also tired.

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