𝔅𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 #1
𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒
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Shivanya Gupta is a woman who wears her heart on her sleeve. Always going above and beyond to help others, she loves deeply and s...
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It's the least favourite day of the weak. Monday. I wake up snuggled into Vihaan's chest and stumble awake because I am late.
"Vihaan! Wake up!" He sighs sleepily and draws me closer to him and nuzzles my nape. He holds me in his steely grip.
"God I am going to be late!" I say to him trying to pry off his arm off my ribs.
"You can take leave wife. I am granting you permission. Now hush let's sleep." He mumbles sleepily.
"Not happening boss. Now let go." I swat his arm.
"You are awfully bossy this morning." He says and looses his grip. Then I practically fly off to change and get ready.
When I come out he's still sleeping. "I envy you." I say to him and kiss him on his cheek.
"You don't have to. Now come here." He says and tries to pull me towards the bed.
"Bye! See you in the office." I say while he chuckles.
Jay drives me to the office and I think about what happened yesterday.
My body heats at the memory of his fingers inside me. I couldn't control myself, so I basically begged him to make me come. It was new to me. The blinding throes of passion, especially watching Vihaan enjoy my pleasure drew me towards the peak.
The car halts and I get out in haste and crash into someone.
It's him! The bookstore guy. I don't remember his name.
"Hey hi. Shivanya Rajputh." He says noticing me.
I look at him confused. I don't remember telling him my name. "Um yes? How do you know?" I ask looking around.
"How could I not. That day at the bookstore you introduced me your husband or rather he nonchalantly introduced by telling me to fuck off." He laughs and I look at him suspiciously.
"That doesn't explain how you know me?" I offer him a polite smile.
"Everybody knows Vihaan Rajputh so I looked up him in Google and found out your name." He explains to me.
I'm getting very bad vibes from the guy but he seems nice so I say, "Oh. Okay then bye. I am late for work." I wave at him but when I take a step forward he stops me with an arm infront of me.
"Can I have a word with you. Privately. Perhaps we can go to a coffee shop." He says urgently.
"Look I have work. I really don't think it's a wise idea to invite me for coffee when you know I am married." I say to him.
"Oh no you have figured me wrong. Let me introduce myself. I am Rohit Singh. I am a journalist working for 'The Enquirers' news channel. It'd be really good if you give me a chance to speak with you about your husband." He finishes. I gape at him shocked.
