𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊
In a world where love can be both. Beautiful or destructive force, the Raghuvanshi brothers hide behind the cold facade guarding their heart from the pain of love.
"Just because you are my wife and we share a bed d...
I saw Avyaana hurry down the stairs. I didn't bother acknowledging her presence and quietly walked like a shadow towards the elevator, taking it up to the third floor. The elevator dinged when it reached my floor. I stepped out, unbuttoned my suit jacket, and made my way into the room. The door was wide open, and what I saw inside fueled an unexpected reaction within me.
That vicious creature was lounging on my bed with my wife. His head was resting comfortably on her lap
“ This dog ”. I gritted cursing under my breath.
Her hands were gently stroking through his fur as she read a book, seemingly unconcerned with his presence on our bed.
"What is he doing in our room?" I asked sternly, finally catching her attention. She glared at me in response.
"Shh, you'll wake my baby," she whispered, protectively.
I looked at her in disbelief, mouth agape.
Her baby?
"He is not your baby," I gritted through clenched teeth as I took a step towards her, causing her to squirm uncomfortably.
"Tell him to get off our bed," I demanded, but her hold on the dog only tightened.
"He's sleeping," she said, and I shot her a stern look.
"I told you he shouldn't even be lounging on the third floor, and you brought him into our room?" I questioned, narrowing my eyes.
"Take him out, or else I'll have to remove him from the mansion myself," I warned, though I didn't truly mean it. But I couldn't bear having that nuisance anywhere near me.
"Khaados," she said firmly, glaring back at me. Getting up, she gently picked up the dog and departed through the door.
I stormed into the closet and gathered fresh sheets, covers, and blankets, determined to rid the space of that creature's scent or hair.
I summoned the housekeepers and instructed them to change the bedding. By the time they finished, Yuvika had returned. She eyed the new indigenous bedsheets and rolled her eyes. I retreated to the closest to freshen up. When I emerged, she was already curled up on her side of the bed.
I made my way to my side, switching off the lamp before settling in. So close, yet so far away, I lay there facing her back. I opened my mouth to speak, but instead, a sneeze escaped. Startled, she looked over at me. As I continued sneezing, I reached for the tissue box on the nearby table. She watched me, her gaze unwavering.
