Siya Verma, daughter of a famous business man Abhay verma. She is sweet, innocent, kind and beautiful. A perfect example of beauty. Her father is her world. She can do anything for their loved ones.
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Aaransh Rajvansh, number one buisnesman in...
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The soft morning light filtering through the curtains, I can't help but be captivated by her presence. I already woke up at 6 and since my eyes captured the beauty sleeping beside me, my world just stopped and started revolving around.
In my words, she is my world.
With each gentle rise and fall of her chest as she sleeps, I find myself lost in the delicate rhythm of her breath, a soothing melody that calms my restless soul.
Her beauty, even in slumber, is breathtaking to me. The way her hair cascades across the pillow, a cascade of silk framing her peaceful face.
I trace the curve of her cheek with my eyes, marveling at the subtle grace in every line and contour.
In this quiet moment, I find myself overwhelmed by the depth of my love for her.
It's not just her physical beauty that enchants me, but the essence of her being, the way her laughter fills the room with warmth, the kindness in her eyes that sees straight to my soul.
As I watch her, my chest is filled with a profound sense of gratitude, grateful for the chance to share my life with someone so extraordinary. And so, I lay there, content to simply bask in the glow of her presence, silently promising to cherish her for all the days to come.
Suddenly I felt some movement of her eyes. It's like she is going to wake up.
I instantly shut my eyes. I chuckled in my mind. I'm behaving like a fucking lovesick puppy.
As I pretend to drift back into the realm of sleep, I feel a flutter of anticipation in my chest.
My eyelids, feigning the weight of slumber, hide the sparkle of mischief dancing in my eyes.
And then, as if on cue, I senses the shift in the air, the subtle change in her breathing as she awakens.
With a soft rustle of sheets, she stirs beside me, her movements gentle and unhurried.
I can almost feel the warmth of her gaze as she studies me, her eyes tracing the contours of my face with a tenderness that sends a wave of warmth coursing through me.
And then, in a moment that steals my breath away, she reaches out to me, her hand finding mine with a delicate grace that speaks volumes of her love.
She put her head on my chest seeking warmth, which I'm going to give her at the cost of my life.
I know that, this simple exchange of love in the quiet of dawn, is everything I've ever wanted.
Again I slept while smiling.
I felt kisses on my chest. Slowly I open my eyes only to see my Cherry kissing me near my heart.
"I love you Aaransh. I love you so much." She said while kissing my chest.
