✨ Abhimaan Maheshwari ( ML)
A Delhi based ,28 year old businesses man . Luxury Chain of hotels and restaurant , owner of many automobile companies and many more Who is also the mafia boss of the underworld . Handsome , tall , most eligible bache...
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Abhimaan pov
It's evening now, and my little tigress gave me the cold shoulder the whole day. I called and texted her while she was in college, but she answered none. I know it was my fault; I shouldn’t have taunted her like that, especially when I promised to give her some space and time. I’m going to apologize for it. I’ll never taunt her in this regard again. I really felt bad when I put myself in her shoes.
As I can’t take a risk when it comes to her safety, I appointed my friend, who doubles as her bodyguard. He will follow her in the shadows until I introduce him to her. He informed me that she is back home and took a cab while returning, not with that boy.
Regarding that boy’s case, I’ll wait for my little tigress’s side . I trust she will tell me the truth. If she loves him or any other guy, I’ll help her get back. There’s no chance I’ll lock her away. Not everyone gets their love back, and if my love is happy and safe, I’m alive to see that smile. Even if that smile costs my tears, I’m up for it. I am up for the unrequited love . Just as long as my love is happy. For now, I still have a chance until she tells me everything. I trust her.
I walked up and gave a knock on her door as I’m taking her on our first bike date. When I didn’t get a reply, I opened the door and realized she was talking on the phone with her earpods in. That’s why she didn’t hear my knock, lost in staring at the night through the big balcony window with her little bitch, Isabella, snuggled into her arms and resting her head on her breast .
Being her husband, I haven’t had a chance to hug her properly, and this Isabella is snuggling there. I can’t take this. Today I’m going to get my hug, a bone-crushing one.
“Take care, Papa, love you,” she ended the call when she noticed me. Without any words, she lifted her left brow and chin, asking me what I was doing here.
“Avya, get ready; we are going out,” I said, collecting all my courage. I can shoot anyone anytime without flinching, but I’m shaking in front of my little tigress.
“I don’t want to-“ I knew this would be coming.
“I am not asking you, my tigress. I am telling you,” I quip. There, I got a slight devilish smile on her face, which she quickly masked. Okay, she’s not mad at me anymore; my drama queen is here, people.
