～ꗥ❀ "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐫....𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." ❀ꗥ～
"Strip."
The eyes that had always looked at me with soft admiration were now filled with venom.
"Abhimaan, plea-"
"Strip, Amrita!" He said coldly as his eyes darkened.
A tear fell from...
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Fucking exquisite.
It's exactly how I wanted.
"Is this to your liking, sir?" I heard a curious voice near me, awaiting my response.
But I couldn't move my sight away from this spectacular portrait of my little creature, covering almost an entire wall of mine.
I had secretly taken a lot of photos of her recently; they were the only thing keeping me sane when she was not around. But this one is my favorite, her closeup, catching every striking details of her.
I've ordered for this pic to be in a customized large frame and had it placed in my room.
I raised my hand and gently moved my fingers on it, scared if I scratched the frame by mistake. I dragged my fingers over every beautiful feature of hers. From her eyes to nose to mouth, she's perfect, just like me.
What's more perfect is the engraving on the bottom of it.
Abhimaan's little creature.
I leaned forward and placed my forehead on her photo, my hands never stopped caressing it.
I gave a soft peck on her lips, fuck, how badly I wish, if it were her real lips, if she would be with me right here, in my arms.
But it's okay, good things take time.
I'll wait for you.
"This is perfect," I said, turning to face the man who did it. His expression brightened in response to my compliment.
"Tell me any price you want."
"Sir, it's nothing, you can give me whatever you want. I'm just glad you liked it." He said, bowing down his head, cautious to not look into my eyes.
I turned to Rudra, who was standing in the corner, and said, "Have one crore transferred into his account right now."
His eyes bulged out, but he quickly nodded and took out his phone, leaving the room to get it done.
I returned my attention to the man, who looked stunned. "S-sir?"
"You deserve that."
He clasped his hands together and began expressing his gratitude to me, "Thank you, thank you so much, sir." His face was filled with joy and surprise.
