ʙᴏᴏᴋ 𝟷 ɪɴ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ sᴇʀɪᴇs
Tia ᥫ᭡ Saransh
"I like you. Saransh ji, I truly do a lot, but I'm not sure what love is because I've never felt it."
"Then let me show you what love feels like by painting you in the color of my love, sona.
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With sunshine peeping through the drapes, birds began chirping. I was by myself on the bed when I awoke from a sound sleep. He is not to be found anywhere. It is six o'clock in the morning when you look at the clock. I changed into a straightforward silver organza saree after taking a warm shower. I started my day by putting on some simple makeup, going downstairs, and visiting the temple to light diyas and seek Shivji for blessings. When I went to the kitchen to cook breakfast, it was already done by maa and the helpers.
"Good morning maa" i said to maa.
"Good morning baccha" giving me a cup of coffee, we headed to the garden and had a rambling cconversation
"Baccha you know na today is your muh dikhai" I give maa nod.
"Be ready at 11AM and i kept your outfit and jewellery in ashii room she'll gonna help in get ready" maa said and went her room.
While I was looking for saransh ji in the hallways, the housekeeper, hari kaka, came by, gave me a protein shake, and informed me that saransh ji was at the gym.
I enquired, "Kaka, where is the gym?"
"Go to the second floor and turn left and again turn right you will find gym betiya." I muttered, "Thank you," and sprinted in the direction of the gym.
When I got to the gym, Saransh Ji was lifting big plates for a bench press. I was astounded by the sight.
I gasped as I realized he was half naked and covered in sweatbeads. I looked at him and noticed that he had bunch tattoos covering his left shoulder and left biscep in addition to his broad shoulder, hard, chiseled chest, and well-built abs. I was gawking shamelessly at him when I felt a sudden, intense heat rush through my veins, making me feel extremely hot. I then swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat.
"Hayee" I murmured gawking at my dear husband.
"Like what you see, Mrs. Sharma," he whispered, smirking, next to my ear. I didn't notice him when he approached and stood close to me, our noses brushing.
"Yes", I blurted while continuing to stare at his abs.
He took my hand and pressed it against his toned abs.
When it dawned on me what I had blurted out to him, my eyes widened and my cheeks flushed with shame.
"Your's protein shake" as I clear my throat. I gave him his shake made of protein. As I turned to go, he pushed me to the wall and wrapped his bare left hand around my waist.
"Look at me sona," He traced his thumb over my jawline while whispering and holding my chin. In denial, I shook my head.
"Look at me while I'm talking to you, Mrs. Sharma, or the consequences will not be good." I looked at him as he rubbed the tip of his nose on my cheeks and said.
