Love Uncharted : Unknown Territories Of Love

🤍 CHAPTER 13 🤍

Ekansh's pov

Damn she looks hot.
Offcourse she will .... remember she is your very own wife?

' what happened?' Breaking my link of thoughts, her eyes stare me. That innocent look.
Coming back to home, we are sitting and enjoying a very romantic movie. More like she is enjoying movie because in my mind I can only imagine another movie named " 50 ways to make love to your wife"

"Nothing" before she can understand anything else I pulled her more closer. Now she is almost sitting on my lap while my hands around her stomach.

"Mishti"

"Hmm"

Sliding her night wear from shoulder I dropped kisses. Moving towards her neck. I like this position. Noted

The only sound I can hear is of her heavy breathing. Her beautiful chest makes movement with each breathe.
Though this process is very common in human beings I still found this fascinating. I never thought even normal things can appear this beautiful.
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It started with few kisses and now we are both naked under blanket...while my baby already slept. I wrapped my hand under her waist and pulled her closer. Kissing her frequently I didn't knew when my eyes closed and I drifted in lands of dreams.

Mishti' s pov

Can life be more beautiful??? When I wake up I could feel warm body closed to me. Not close but attached. Otherwise I always complain about my cold skin.

His eyelashes are so long....why boys have long eyelashes? I am jealous. Huff

I kissed his forehead and slowly made my way out of bed. Isse kehte hai maut ko chukar Tak se bahar nikalna.
God even rescuing lion's Den is more easy.

Anyways .....let's go and get ready.
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What should I wear? Pink. No orange.no purple. Yes purple frock

What should I make for breakfast?
God my brain has more questions than question banks.

Hmmm let me think. Socho socho
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Ekansh's pov

Decked up in purple frock she looks like an angel from heaven. Her long hairs are tied in pony with few strand out as usual. Cherry red lips and pinkish fluffy cheeks. She looks like a purple cotton candy.

Seriously ekansh? Purple cotton candy?
Can my brain leave me alone?
Brain be like: are you sure you want to leave me alone? You are a doctor? Remember I helped you in exams. Biwi kya aagayi meri to koi izzat hi nahi rahi.

"Mishti"
What the hell is she thinking? Maybe about me.

"Mishtiiiiii"

Making my way to her I shaked her a bit from arms.

" sochliaaaa" she said.

"Kya soch lia?"

" kachori"

"Kya?" I asked

"Kya kya?"
She is blank

"I will make kachori for breakfast "

Ohh.
"You know I called you so many times but you didn't hear me"

"Sorry, I was thinking about what to make." She sound sorry genuinely but that was not even a mistake.

Uff this kiddo takes everything to heart.

Pulling her more closer I slided my arms around her waist. She is so small. Perfect.

"Relax and chill baby girl I was not scolding you"

She is still avoiding eye contact and is still shy. A part of me loves this.

" can I go? I have to make breakfast"

Here goes mission escaping from ekansh. I have to make her bit bold.

"Why? You don't like to be in my arms? Hh already resisting. Look at me."

The movement her eyes met mine I feel sparks ...deep black orbs like black ocean.

"No. I have to make breakfast"

" we can have breakfast late" I don't care about breakfast. Atleast not right now.

"No we can't. You have to go for work"

"I can go without breakfast "

" I can't....I mean I want to make breakfast. Please "

I seriously now hate this word.

"Ok go" My mood is off . This morning is not good.

I left her and went away to take shower....but

"Ansh??"

"Hmm" . Now what happened?

She came closer . Before I can comprehend she gave me a kiss on cheeks and ran away leaving me as statue of smiling man.

C' mon now that was not even bad morning. My mistake. This is seriously surprising minutes before I was cursing this morning and just with her small action she changed my mood.

I am officially whipped. God knows why people say men's should not marry.

Fuck them . I am not one of them.
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I attended some calls...got ready and went for breakfast. My eyes was enjoying a beauty who was busy making kachoris in kitchen. Her frock giving view of her calves. Her bare feets and cute expressions.

What if she wears my shirt? She looks like a princess.

A princess working in kitchen?? I am planning to hire a maid. I really don't like her working.

Mishti' s pov

Hot kachoris with ginger tea. It's my favourite.

"Mishti I think we should hire maid" he said taking bite.

"Why?"

"why not? We can afford"

"But I think I can do work. I mean we already have washing machine for clothes. There is no more chores remaining that I can't do"

" how about we hire maid for everything other than cooking" . I swear this man is so stubborn.

"Ansh I seriously don't need that....I think I can exercise in this way"

"No , you don't need exercise. And I already heard you previously. As I said we will hire a maid." "Ok????"

"Ok as you wish". There is no choice. If he like this and let it be. I don't think it's a big think.

"this kachoris are delicious", he said looking at me and I smiled.

"Shall I pack some? You won't come back for lunch. Won't you feel hungry?" Please say yes

He was staring as if I am a ghost asking his life.

"Ok"

After finishing breakfast I packed a small lunchbox for him with kachories ....a small bowl of pomegranate.

I went to give him that at door while he was leaving. He didn't said anything but cupped my cheeks and kissed my forehead.

I swear this looks like a fairy tale.

Author note

Hello people . I am so sorry for late updates but you know what sometimes I think I am not good enough as a writer. I want to write but it's just I lack words . Specially when comes to intimate scenes. The thing is I don't want to write a book with just smut scene...I want my story different something with difference and something which touch hearts and give some message.
Hope you all are doing well. Do comment it helps me alot.
♥️ have a good day.
Also tell me if made any mistake bcoz I want to improve myself.