The Devil and I

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Abhiman's POV

"What is that?" I asked her while she was giggling as I lifted her and headed towards the bedroom.

A red velvet kind of a box, more like a suitcase was kept on the bed. Occupying a lot of space.

As soon as the question left my mouth, her smile melted. The shine which was in her eyes a moment ago got replaced by something, weird, can't figure it out.

I dropped her on her legs softly and held her tight by waist.

I cannot let her go away for a second, I need her close all the time. A touch. Or something or else I could go crazy. And a King going crazy is not good.

"Uhm, nothing. Nothing" she said, a timid smile approached her lips and started moving towards the bed and took the case to keep it somewhere.

"Ouchhhh." She hit the bedside while walking and was about to fell down when held her from her waist again but the red case fell down and I swear to god, I didn't expect these things to appear.

What the actual fucking hell?

Noor's POV

I was not ready for this. No, this is not happening. The toe that just got busted really bad and pain it caused was long gone. I was in misery. Bad bad one. Oh my god he will think I brought all these stuff.

My cheeks turns a shade of scarlet not able to comprehend anything.

Seriously how much do you hate me? At this point my life is just a embarrassing living with 2-3 good memories. Nothing else,

"It's... i.."
"I mean. I- uhm-" i stammer nonsense while my mind mimics me saying, "Aree kehna kya chahate ho?'

Seriously gotta stop seeing reels.

"Vanie?" He asked. I nodded my head really fast. Oh thankgod, smj gya. Good husband

He bent down to pick up one of the ashleel thingy when I blurt our, "I will return it to her, that besharam bitch-"

"Let's make the proper use of it."

"Huh??"

Did he just? No. No it can't be. That weird dildo big thing is not going inside me. Hmm I wonder if his dick will be also that big-

Seriously grow up Noor.

I looked at him. Like really looked at him. Okay, he is serious. He had a glint of smirk hanging on his stupid-ly handsome face and a challenging look in his eyes.

"Scared wife?"

Oh he is so infuriating. I matched his smirk and replied the first thing came to my minf.

"No. Nope. But I never thought The Abhiman Singh Chauhan will allow anything else than his dick to insert in me."

Kya bol rhi h??? Chup hojaaaaa

What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?

His face had a change of expression. His left eye twitched. And He chuckled. The dark one. The sexy husky dark infamous chuckle.
He stood up holding my wrist to raise me up as well. He took a step towards me if it was even possible and blocked out the minimal space which was left between us. He touched our foreheads and looked into my eyes.