𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬

• 32 •

"Congratulations, Mr. Roy. You're going to be a father. She's pregnant." the doctor announced.

Aryan and Arya exchanged shocked glances.

Then the doctor said, "Can you excuse me, Mr. Roy? I have to talk with you in private."

Aryan nods and follows the doctor outside. Arya looks in their direction as both of them go out of the room, still shocked.

"Yes, doctor," Aryan said.

Doctor said " Mr.Roy, you need to take care of her. She is quite skinny and weak to handle pregnancy, so you need to take extra care of her personally. In pregnancies, hormones are exchanged inside a woman, so you need to take care of her likes and dislikes, and yes, she might crave something she never liked or things you liked or used to like as her pregnancies progress. You need to come for a regular checkup. One more thing: these days, women go for extra desires like pleasure. They may want more physical affection or intimacy during pregnancy, so it's important to be understanding and supportive in that aspect as well. Additionally, it's crucial to communicate openly with each other about any concerns, changes in her body, or emotions that she may experience throughout the pregnancy. She might not express it or be shy, but she will crave it, so you need to keep fulfilling her desire by actively listening and reassuring her that her needs are valid and important. Remember, pregnancy can bring about a range of physical and emotional changes, so staying attuned to her desires and providing the necessary support will help foster a strong bond between both of you during this special time. and filling her craving; otherwise, she can be stubborn or cry, baby. I'll prescribe some medicine you keep giving her, and please do come for a regular check. Now I'll take my leave."

"Thank you, doctor." Aryan finally said, his voice tinged with a mix of gratitude and uncertainty. He knew he had to step up and take extra care of Arya during her pregnancy, both physically and emotionally.

Aryan returned to the room, looking at him in shock. "Is that true?...... I'm pregnant," she asked, hesitating. He nodded yes. Then she started crying loudly. 

He got nervous and said, "Arya, it was my mistake. I'm sorry, you don't cry." 

but she didn't stop. 

Shaking her head, she cried, "No, it was our mistake, but the pregnancy."

He tried to console but she said, "I'm your fake wife, and soon you will divorce me. You just married me because of some case." 

She wiped her tears and continued, "I don't know if I can handle being a single mother." Aryan held her hand gently and reassured her, "We will figure it out together, Arya. I promise to be there for you and our child, no matter what." 

Arya shakes her head. "No, I am nothing in your life. I don't want to be an unwanted burden on you, you have a long life in front of you to live. you know I started liking you. yes... I may have agreed to marry you for the case, but my feelings for you have grown. I want to be with you, Mr. Roy, but"

He cut off her "No little wifey, I will take care of you; you aren't an unwanted burden on me. I really feel happy with you, I like spending time with you. I'm sorry these days I was avoiding situations like immature, but I promise to fully take care of you and your child. "

He hugs her. 

and She cries in his arms. 

"Now please stop crying. shhhh... shh.." She got silent and hugged him tightly. 

He did get ready to complete his duty towards her but he didn't give an answer to her confession, as if something held him back."He was just trying to fulfill his responsibility of being married without love."

As they held each other, he couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. 

Also, She knew deep down that he had settled for a loveless marriage, and that he was determined to fulfill his responsibilities as a husband and father. 

***
|SOME TIMES LATER, AT MIDNIGHT|

Arya again felt like throwing up. She again moved towards the bathroom to throw up, However, this time, Aryan gently held her hand and guided her to the washroom to help her throw. When she was done throwing, he offered her his hand and led her back to the bed. 

In an attempt to help her regain some strength, Aryan went to the kitchen to prepare some food, but she refused to eat. He gave her medicine. She takes the medicine then with a wet towel he starts wiping her face gently. 

While he was cleaning, she kept staring at his lips. 

Aryan noticed her staring at his lips, her lower lip caught between her teeth. He couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. Sensing the tension between them, Aryan leaned in closer, their faces mere inches apart. 

He asked her frankly, "Do you want to kiss?" Her face flushed, and she then nodded shyly. 

He asked, "Really?" in shock. 

He thought she would say no, but then he remembered what the doctor said: "These days women want more intimacy." 

She then tried to say, "I know it's wrong. I'm sorry, I don't know why I said that. I might be going crazy." trying to hide her desire. 

but Aryan reassured her, "You don't need to hide your desire from me. You can openly express them. Trust me, I will not judge you." his eyes assured a belief to her.

"Really, can I?" she asked. "I want to kiss you and feel you on me," she confessed, her eyes tightly shut. 

Then she opens her eyes and meets with him. 

with little pause, She added, "That's... disgusting, I know."

Without hesitation, Aryan leaned in and delivered a very soft and delicate kiss to her. 

He handled her body with care, warmly rubbing her arms with his thumb pad, and gently caressed her lips as if she were a delicate wax doll.

He then withdrew, his face remaining mere inches from hers. Despite his confusion about the origin of the feeling, there was a pure devotion in his eyes that he hadn't known he possessed. He placed his large hand on her cheek, enveloping her face in his palm. 

With a tender touch, he made small, gentle circles on her cheek using his thumb.

In a whisper, he said, "I'm all yours; you can ask for anything without shame. I'm your husband; you have all rights over me."

She then said, "R-really?" With confidence, she said, "Then I want you to kiss me and do dirty things with me when I am fully in my senses." She blushed, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. 

"But only if you're comfortable with it too," she added, wanting to ensure his consent and mutual desire. 

He nodded and then again placed his lips on hers, this time with a hint of roughness. His kiss was more insistent, filled with a raw intensity that spoke of his deep, conflicting emotions. As his lips pressed against hers, he gripped her face gently but firmly, his thumb brushing against her cheek in a tender and this time almost desperate gesture.