Nandini's Fortune Hunter: Curvy Girl Romance( Published on Amazon kindle)

Chapter 1

Three years later,

I open the door to my mansion and enter the gloomy yet cozy living room. I shut the door behind me without turning on the lights. I feel relieved after locking it like a weight has been taken off my body. Leaving all work-related issues at the door and dealing with them afterward is bliss.

After leaning against the door briefly, I stood up and took off my block heels, which had been killing me all day. I trudged with my weary feet to the kitchen, where I retrieved a bottle of cold water from the refrigerator. I pour a full glass for myself and then put the bottle back in the fridge using the light inside as an illumination source.

I'm sipping on some cool water while I try to block out any thoughts of Work. My phone is buzzing in the background. I go past the phone and into the bathroom instead of picking it up assuming that the call is from Work. I give myself a soothing bath and try to forget about Work. I feel relaxed just from the smell of the water after adding a few drops of lavender oil.

I look at myself in the mirror before me as the bath water runs and realize that the black circles under my eyes are starting to show. I apply patches to combat the dark circles beneath my eyes, but it is plainly insufficient.

When the bath is filled, I turn on the soft music. The finest feeling is constantly entering a hot bath, followed by a relaxing evening spent soaking in the tub with my eyes closed and allowing my body to unwind.

I'm relaxing even more by taking long, deep breaths in and out. I open my eyes and enjoy the pleasant music as my body and mind unwind. I step outside and into the shower right away.

I finish using the bathroom, put on my bathrobe, and head back towards the kitchen. I hear my phone vibrating again and before I pick it up, its gets disconnected. After removing the phone from the bag and setting it on the kitchen island, I scrolled through the texts. When I see the name on the caller ID, I grin and dial the number.

I ask her, "My sweet, lovely mother, how are you?"

She replies, "I'm good baby, how about you?"

I smile and add, "Mom, I'm wonderful and always as bright as the sun."

She asks me, "How is work?"

I remark, going to my bedroom and sitting on the bed, "Work is good, but a little hectic nowadays. You know I always loved teaching kids, but lately, we are given so much documentation work and clerical Work, it becomes difficult, but all in all, it's good."

She asks me, "How are your mother-in-law and sisters-in-law?"

I say, "As usual, very bitchy," and hear my mother giggling loudly.

She tries to hold back her laughter as she says, "Nandini, you need a mouth filter, Beta?"

I answer, picking up the lotion from the table and rubbing it on my skin, "No, Mother, everyone knows that; it's just that I'm being loud."

"Where are they now? Are you alone at home?" she questions me.

"My mother-in-law and sister-in-law have developed into social butterflies, so they frequently attend parties in the evenings," I remarked.

She asks, "How is your husband?" and I stop what I'm doing. How do I respond to her query? I am still determining how he is personally. Besides the usual sex, we don't communicate much. Even when he texts me, it only has one word.

"Good," I reply.

"Is grandfather covering your and Leena's expenses?" I question her.

"Yes, beta, he is looking after us," she replied.