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 has been nearly a week since Vihaan talked to me properly. It's like a never ending cycle. We have been married nearly 5 months but still when both of us are happy there's some drama that rips us apart.
But no matter what, at the end of the day we end up sleeping in eachother's arms without our knowledge. It's the only thing that is keeping me sane.
Strong arms sorround me from behind and I have never felt so warm and safe. Vihaan is still sleeping.
Although he gave me his silence throughout the night, however he has moved closer after he fell asleep. Now he has completely wrapped me into his cocoon and I can't say I am complaining.
I watch as he sleeps. I can't stop thinking about how much he went through these 18 years since his sister died. To loose his parents love. To build an empire all on his own. He has molded his self into a powerful man not loosing himself as a human.
He is really a Superman.
He has a small furrow in between his eyebrows and I smooth it by my fingers but he wakes up suddenly, pushing me to the mattress and hovers above me.
He holds my throat, I yelp, "It's me!" But he isn't listening so I gently touch his arm and say in a soft voice, "Vihaan. It's me."
He comes out of his stance and realizes that he's holding by my throat. Horror flashes in his eyes. "Fuck. Did I hurt you?" He whispers inspecting me from top to bottom.
I give him a grin, "Nope. You didn't. In fact I was turned on by that hold on my throat. The next time we fu-"
He covers my mouth before I finish my sentence. "Careful how you finish that sentence because I might even consider doing it right now." He says huskily and my eyes widen.
He sighs and narrows his eyes at me understanding my intentions to get him to talk to me.
"I have to go to work." He says and wakes up from the bed.
I hold his arm stopping him, "I know what I did is unfor-" but he cuts me off "We're going to get late." He says and walks away.
I watch his back and sigh. This sucks. My day always starts and ends with Vihaan.
