Accidentally Yours

Chapter 25 (Edited)

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"Where is my phone?" I asked him.

"Safe."

"What? Give it to me."

"What will I get in return?" he finally turned to looked at me, giving me all his attention.

"W-What do you mean? It's my phone. Why will I give you something to take which is mine?" I flown.

"You are mine. Should I.." he left his word hanging and looked down on my breast.

My mouth hung open realising his words.

"Pervert." I said and cross my arms hiding my breast.

He was about to say something but stopped when his phone buzzed. He picked it up and started to talk.

Without realising I was playing with his shirt button.

I accidently tugged a bit hard and it come out in my hand. My eyes widen looking at the broken button.

I looked at him, his whole focus on his phone and typing on his laptop.

I slowly slide my hand and throw the button under the table carefully, without making any noise.

He turned to me, making me alert.

I started playing with my saree pallu, trying not to look suspicious.

He raised his eyebrows at me and in return I gave him an innocent look by tilting my head a bid.

Shaking his head, he went back to typing. I sigh in relief when he didn't notice his shirt button.

I looked at his desk. Not a single picture of his family, neither in his office.

Is my family okay? They must be worried sick for me.

I want to talk to them. But how?

My hands again unconsciously went to another button of his shirt.

"I want to talk to my mom and dad." I said looking at his side face.

"Not yet." He gritted.

"What?" I scream and accidently tugged out another button.

I again throw the button under the table.

"Wha....AAAA" I screamed again when he suddenly stands with me in his arms.

"What are you doing?" I asked in panic.

He started to walk out of his office towards his room.

"Open the door." He ordered standing in front of his bedroom.

"NO. First put me down." I said.

"I can stand here with you in my arms forever, wife." He said in challenging tone.

I huffed and opened the door.

He moves inside and put me on the bed.

He laid beside me, putting his face on my cleavage.

I tried to turn but his hold got tighter.

"It was my favourite shirt." He said and I stiffen.

He knows.

"Sleep Wife, you can broke as much shirt you want." He said rubbed his nose on my cleavage.

My breath ragged feeling his touch on mine.

His hand wrapped around my waist. He started to caressing his thumb on the naked skin on my waist.

Soon my head started to feel heavy. I don't know when but I fall asleep.