𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒖𝒍 𝒀𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒗 ~She is the light, the luminary divine. Her presence brought solace to many. She is a like a radiant star.
𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒗𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒋 𝑨𝒓𝒂𝒔~ in the realm of shadows, where secrets resides, there lurks a figure with Darkness as his g...
A tiring sigh escaped her lips as she looked at the now-organised wardrobe.
It's been four days since she came into his house but she had no time to arrange her things.
Shiva asked the maids to help Parul but she was adamant about doing it herself.
He wouldn't let her pick up a glass. Apart from body and mind-shattering sex, she had nothing to do.
Talking to Aditi and her grandparents would kill the time but not entirely. She was bored and he wouldn't be home all day. She had to find something to do, to kill the boredom.
Yesterday Shiva was quite angry and the sex drained her energy. When she opened her eyes it was morning already. Shiva had prepared breakfast and was waiting for her to wake up.
He had turned into a loving husband and she couldn't help but admire him and his undeniable efforts.
He even got her name tattooed on his chest. Parul almost cried looking at the tattoo.
She was playing with the pen, doodling on her hands. Shiva was reading the mail update sent by Mansoor and he found her cute. Putting a break to the work, he joined her.
Parul thought he was going to sign on her like he always did instead he took her by surprise by asking her to draw anything on him.
She thought about it for a while before writing her name on his chest. The last time she signed on it, she found it beautiful.
She was happy looking at her name on his chest. And Shiva wanted to see that happiness again and forever. So he got it tattooed the same day and surprised her at night. Parul was overwhelmed. Her heart swelled with love and happiness. This man was leaving no stone unturned to make her fall for him.
He was successfully warming her heart and Parul acknowledged it, finally.
Within these three days, she had seen the side of Shiva which no one had seen and would see either.
He was being caring, gentle and extremely loving.
Shiva was happy that she wasn't denying him or his efforts.
They were behaving like a loving husband and wife.
Shiva knew that she liked him and probably even loved him but he didn't know something else. Something that would make him happy.
Parul looked at the blue velvety box in her hand and looked around for her husband.
" Shiva... Shiva..." She called looking at the box in her hand and then at herself in the full-length mirror.
She was wearing a dark blue floral design kurta.
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