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Mehrotra's are one of the most influential families in the country with five heirs who look after the empire. Despite being cousins, these...
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Author's POV
The Next morning
It was a Sunday morning, the reason behind the whole family having a lazy day and late for the breakfast. Everyone were in their bedrooms, Nitya was standing in front of the mirror trying to get ready and rid of her dear husband's arms who was not leaving her.
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"Krish, chhodo mujhe. Jaane bhi do ab." Nitya said trying to loosen his hold around her. However, the man unheard her and kissed the crook of her neck, nuzzling it later. She squirmed and moaned softly under his touch, while he tightened his hold on her waist.
Nitya again tried, "Krish, we'll get late for breakfast."
The only response she got was a squeeze on her waist and a bite on her neck. Wincing, Nitya immediately turned around only to be met with a vicious grin he had. She shook her head at him saying, "Tum pakka advocate ho na? Jhooth to nhi bola tha?"
He frowned asking, "Han hun, kyun?"
She smiled sarcastically, "Lgte nhi ho, jab dekho ya to baccho vali harkatein sujhti hai ya romance."
Smirking, he pulled her closer and said, "Banda sirf court mein advocate hai ma'am, yahan hum sirf aapke pati hain. Yahan aap hamari judge hain my lord."
She couldn't help but burst out giggling at his words and shook her head, "You're a charmer."
He raised a single brow and slightly bowed, "You flatter me, milord."
