Author's pov
A mobile ringing sound pierced in the silent atmosphere which broke Kritika's peaceful slumber. Opening her drowsy eyes, she looked beside her naked figure wrapped in silk sheets to find the space empty.
Her confusion spiked up as it was still pretty much dark outside to be called morning. She picked her phone from nightstand only to place it back after looking at the display showing 5 a.m. She sat on the bed clutching the sheets to her chest and roamed her eyes inside the room to find Rehan.
Her sight fell on the familiar figure sitting in the balcony. His bare muscular shoulders with scratches and bites were the only thing visible to her as his rest of the body was hidden behind the chair he was sitting on.
Draping the sheets properly on her, she climbed down the bed to make her way towards him who had a phone attached to his left ear.
Just as she placed her warm feets on the cold tile, a wince left her mouth feeling the ache between her legs. Squeezing her eyes shut she opened them afterwards with slight anger and glared the man before her. She took a deep breath and managed to make her way to him with wobbly legs.
There he was, sitting just in a towel, in the chilly atmosphere of Delhi's winter. His wet hair locks falling on his forehead and the scent of lavender around him clearly spoke he took a bath sometime ago.
The most stupid thing one could do in such situation.
But that's not what grabbed her attention. The things that shocked her was the cigarette in his left hand that held phone and a glass of alcohol in his right hand. She knew he drinks, thanks to the night when he came home fully wasted.
But smoking????
She had no idea about that. And how she's supposed to even know when he never did it infront of her. She chose to ignore it and walked near him before sitting on his lap sideways.
He's a grown ass man who knows what's good for him and what's not. And besides that, asking him to leave something just because she doesn't like it would be so wrong when she herself isn't ready to sacrifice the things she likes but he doesn't.
She's crazy for spicy food which often leads her to stomach ache. But still she prefers her taste buds over her health. Rehan had told her several times to maintain a healthy diet to ignore such health issues. But does she listens to him??
Nope....... Not at all.......
He's the one who keeps two bottles of water in their room and makes sure she always finishes atleast one of them after having spicy food to avoid acidity. But never for once he restricted her from eating her favourite food.
Couldn't she do the same? Give him the same freedom to choose right and wrong for himself?
Ofcourse she could......
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His Little Monster
Humor"Tumhe maafi mangne par majbur na kr diya to mera naam bhi Rehan Pratap Singh Rathore nhi." "Aur agar usi the great Rehan Pratap Singh Rathore ko main ghutno par na le aayi to mera nam bhi Kritika nhi." ************************ "Tum to sirf ghutno p...