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This is the book I never even admired. It was more like a journal for me-just ranting and never meant to be published. I only uploaded it so that my friend could read it, and I never imagined people would actually love it.
So, it's noth...
I saw my world sleeping in my arms like a baby. I was staring at her deeply. She is so beautiful and strong, yet so insecure. I hate the people who made her doubt herself. I made sure her brother never called her again. Now we are in Paris. Today, I will fulfill my fantasy.
"Butterfly, wake up," I said.
She looked at me with a pout.
"Kuku, don't make those cute faces. Otherwise, you'll be so tired." She chuckled.
"Tomorrow, we're leaving for India," I said.
"Hmm, I will always cherish these moments with you, Maan." She kissed my cheek.
I hovered over her. "Being romantic, are we?"
She wrapped her hands around my neck. "Iam tired, Mr. Prince."
I kissed her neck. "Let's take a shower." I said, picking her up in a bridal style and rushing to the bathroom. . . . . Kavya's POV:
We were walking near a river when a man bumped into me. In that moment, Maan pulled me towards him and held my shoulder protectively.
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The protection that my own dad and family never gave me is now provided by this man, or my man. He has taken away all my insecurities. He loves me as I am, despite my trauma and past. I was staring at him, lost in my thoughts, when he pecked my lips. I widened my eyes.
"Maan, don't be shameless in public," I said.
"You are my wife, not a stranger. I can kiss you whenever and wherever I want," he replied with a smirk.
"Shameless creature, as always". I murmured.
"Maan, where are you taking me? We've been walking for an hour," I said, tired.
"Wait a little," he said. "Close your eyes, my love. And don't open till I tell you."
I did what he said, and after a while, I felt him moving away from me. I felt afraid. Then I opened my eyes and witnessed the most breathtaking scene. The Eiffel Tower was on my right, and Maan was on his knees in front of me, holding a rose and a ring. I started tearing up. I spotted rose petals on my shoulder and realized they were dropping from a helicopter. I looked up to see the helicopter showering on us petals.
"I dreamt of this moment 11 years ago," he said.
I knelt down to his height, took his face in my hands, and kissed his cheeks. I saw tears in his eyes.
"So, my love, butterfly, sweet nemesis, amore, Kuku, I love you so, so, so much. This lifetime is not enough for us. Whenever we take birth in this world, we will be each other's love. I want you as my forever."
