"To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides."
Ruhanika
I slowly opened my eyes, feeling as though someone were gently caressing my cheek and pecking my forehead every few seconds. The warmth of the touch felt intimate, stirring my senses awake.
My gaze was drawn to my husband, Dev, who was hovering over me with a tender smile that lit up his face. His deep, dark eyes held an unspoken promise, brimming with admiration and love. My heart fluttered, and I couldn't help but smile back at him, feeling the intimacy of the moment wash over me.
"Good morning, darling," he murmured in his deep, ocean-like morning voice, rough yet soothing. The sound of it sent a pleasant shiver through me, and I swallowed nervously, my thoughts wandering to the previous night.
"Good morning, Dev," I whispered shyly, my cheeks flushing under the intensity of his stare. Memories of last night flitted through my mind, making my heart race.
He chuckled softly, his amusement evident as he noticed my reaction. His laughter made my blush deepen, and I instinctively averted my gaze, burying my face in his chest. He responded by wrapping his arms around me tightly, pressing me closer to him.
"Why does my baby seem so shy this morning?" he asked, his tone laced with playful mischief.
I whined softly in response, unwilling to meet his teasing eyes. But his next words made my jaw drop.
"Darling, I wasn’t the only one who saw you naked last night—you saw me too. Look at me, am I shy?" he teased, a wicked grin spreading across his face.
"Devvvvvv!" I exclaimed, mortified by his audacity. I began slapping his chest in frustration, my embarrassment only growing as he laughed openly at my reaction.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry! Stop now, Rooh," he said between chuckles, trying to sidestep my playful attacks. But when I refused to relent, he grabbed my wrists, gently pinning them above my head, and hovered over me with a mischievous grin.
I squirmed under him, his proximity setting my nerves on edge. He freed one hand to trace soft, featherlight touches across my face, making me shiver.
"You’re hitting your husband the morning after our wedding, Rooh. You’re a very bad girl. Don’t you think you deserve to be punished for this offense?" he asked, his voice dropping an octave, each word dripping with seduction. He leaned in, blowing warm air against my ear, and I shivered under his touch.
I bit my lip to suppress a moan as he began kissing my jaw, his lips brushing my sensitive skin. But my small gesture didn’t escape his sharp gaze. His eyes darkened as they dropped to my lips, and he leaned in closer, his intent clear. Just as he was about to capture my lips, a voice interrupted us, breaking the spell.
His frustrated groan made me laugh, and I couldn’t resist teasing him with a grin. In retaliation, he pinched my cheek, making me pout before I stuck my tongue out at him.
"What is it?" he called out, flicking my forehead lightly as he turned to address the attendant.
"Queen Anamika has asked for Baisa to get ready for the rituals," the attendant replied respectfully.
The words jolted my memory, and I suddenly recalled Rani Maa’s instructions from the day before. I had to wake up early for the temple puja and then prepare food for the family—it was my pehli rasoi, a significant post-wedding ritual.
Anxiety gripped me as the realization set in. Cooking for everyone? The thought made my stomach churn. I’d been so distracted yesterday that I hadn’t given it much thought, but now it felt daunting.
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Beyond Destiny ~ A Saga Of Timeless Love
Random"We shouldn't play with fire, Rooh," He spoke near my ears, pecking my jawline. I was breathing erratically unable to encompass my perturbation. "What if I want to play with it?" I said, my voice sensual, subduing my thudding heart. His hand went t...
