His Mrs Rathore

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Abhi's Pov

Three days. Twelve hours. Thirty minutes. And Forty five seconds.

This is the time, my wife is giving me a silent treatment. This much time, I touched her. This much time I held her close. I asked her to forgive me. But no. She won't. She won't look at me. I can't even sleep with her away from me. I never pushed her to hug me, after the day she didn't return my hug. I gave her space. So much space. But...... That space is fucking suffocating me. When I spoke to V, he said,

"You really deserves it. Now pay off to what you did. Asshole"

Bhaiyya just sighs and pats my shoulder but says nothing. I mean, what the fuck? Then I went to papa, he literally was going to hit me. But stopped. Now, he is saying that,

"Jo Kiya, tune Kiya. Ab uske results bhi tumhe hi sehna padega"

Maa, amma, achan and even my sisters can't help me. But not today. I have determined to talk to her. I will talk to her. Apologize. And beg, if needed.

Currently I am waiting in my room for my wife to come out of the washroom. Today I am not letting her go. I will make her listen to me. Just then, the door opened and Amu came out. Her hair tied in a messy bun. No ornaments. Only her mangalsutra and sindhoor and anklets. Wearing a loose pair of PJs. She raised her hands to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ears and I saw her shirt raise a little making my junior jump in excitement.

Not now
Pervert

"Amu"

I called but she chose to ignore me again and walked to the side of the bed, but before she could sit down, I pulled her to me by her wrists. The sudden pull make her gasp as she fell onto my hard chest. Her soft breasts gracing my chest. She wiggled but didn't speak anything. Then glared at me indicating me to stop, whatever I am doing.

"Talk to me amu. You know well, that I don't like you silent" I said

"Tch" she tsked and tried to get off my grip

"Don't make me angry amu" I said darkly because I am getting angry

"Or what?" She snapped and I gritted my teeth

"You won't like the consequences wifey" I whispered huskily near her mouth

"Leave me Mr Rathore" she scoffed and wiggled more

"Stop struggling amu and listen to me for fucks sake" I demanded

"Why? Why should I listen to you, so that you can fucking blame me again? For addressing Inu as your daughter. Huh? Or to compare me with others" she seethed

"I am sorry Amu" I whispered, cupping her cheek with my left hand

"No, I don't want to hear your apology leave me Mr Rathore" she wriggled and tried to push me

"Don't call me that" I hissed and held her jaw

"What? Mr Rathore?" She asked scoffing

"Stop fighting me Amu. It hurts" I said in a failed tone

"Oh? Is it? You know it must hurt. You also hurt me. And it hurts like fucking hell" she seethed a bit loudly and Princess stirred in her sleep

"Shh..... Lower your voice. Princess is sleeping" I said in a hushed tone

"Yeah, thank you for the information" with that she pushed me

She was going to the balcony but I blocked her way and pulled her to me again, now by ther waist. My back facing the balcony. Her hands on my chest and our bodies flushed against each other. She is wriggling and pushing me, but I didn't let go.