They both came back home after shopping. Ruhi was now getting ready. Their parents have already left with Riya. They came a bit late so they already left. Veer was patiently waiting for rooh to get ready.
Ruhi was wearing a ravishing black color saree which hugged her curves like a second skin. Even in such a sexy saree she managed to pull an innocent look. She kept her makeup minimal. And her hairs open till her waist. She wore her kamarbandh neatly around her waist. Fixing her small bindi she looked at herself finally. She smiled slightly. She felt beautiful. Her face was glowing and she knew who was the reason. she wore her bangles heavily like a newly wed. Veer said he was going to introduce her as his wife. So it was necessary to look like one.
"Rooh, are you done?" Veer asked as he opened the door. His breathe stuck in his throat. Such a breathtaking sight it was. He felt his heart pounding. Mannn she was a goddess walking on earth. Her beauty held power to turn heads. He felt his heart bloom with pride. She was his all his. The black saree complimented her skin tone very well. He took long strides towards her. In a blink of eyes he was standing infront of her. Looking at her like she was the only beautiful creation in this whole world.
"Jaan lene ka irada hai kya aapka?" He muttered huskily in a low voice. Ruhi blushed feeling shy under his gaze. And timidly shook her head. (Are you planning to take my life)
He gently took her hand which had their wedding ring. And placed it over his heart slowly. Making her feel his heartbeat.
"You feel that rooh? Every fucking time you are near me this goes crazy" he told her.
She went utterly why at that.
"H-hame der ho jayegi veer" she nervously spoke. (We will get late veer)
"Fuck it. I don't even wanna leave the room" he told kissing her forehead.
"Hey nooo..I did so much effort to get ready. You can't do that" she complained like a child.
"Huh" he asked confused.
"I wanted to look the best. Like I can be your wife" she spoke slowly playing with her fingers.
"You always look like my wife. You know why? Because god has made you for me and me only" he told her possessively.
"You are so cheesy" she said chuckling.
"You bring this side out of me. Which I never knew I had In me" he told her
"Koi madad kar du aapki?" He asked. (Should I help you with something)
"U-uh no i am done. Just wait I will wear my heels then we can leave" she told him hurriedly and moved to take her heels..but he held her hand. Pulling her back slightly.
"Where are they kept" he asked. She pointed it out. He went towards it picking her heels he came back with them and crouched down in front of her.
"Lao" he said (give)
"V-veer I can do that" she stuttered.
But he stubbornly yet gently held her foot and made her wear the heels. Clicking the hook softly. He kissed her feets. Making her shocked.
"V-veer kya kar rhe hai. Hame paap lagega. Pati aise patni ka pair nhi chu sakte" she uttered. (Veer what are you doing. I will get cursed. Husband shouldn't touch his wife's leg)
"Does a man not touch a godess feets?" He asked. Starting deep in her eyes. She was shocked for a second but then blushed like a tomato..
"We will get late chliye bi" she urged him.
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Illegal Temptation
RomanceShe was broken He mend her She was scared to fall He was head over heels for her. She was a prostitute working in brothel He was a Ruthless Mafia Boss She was his illegal Temptation Ever wondered how the life of prostitute felt like? what it feel...