Burning Hearts

125. 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲

Chapter-125

Shiva's POV

" I don't like it!" Paaru huffed throwing the phone aside. I smiled through my teeth not wanting to irk her anger even more.

I tried to maintain my invisible innocence as she pouted.

She was jealous.

Arya and I are busy campaigning. At the last moment, Dada decided that he had enough of politics and wanted to enjoy his days. So he asked me to take over but I didn't want to join politics. So Arya was contesting for the Chief Minister post and I'm campaigning for him.

Arya was hesitant at first but Manvi convinced him. These girls and the power they hold over us!!!

That should be considered illegal.

Arya disliked politics. His far relative uncle was into politics and whenever we talked about him, Arya would roll his eyes in annoyance. Look at him now, all set to become the chief minister of Amaravati.

" I will comment using your ID" Paaru grabbed my phone that was sitting on the bedside table. I chuckled lightly.

The matter was, that she was jealous. And honestly, I haven't seen her getting jealous over me.

It's because I do not entertain other women. I'm not entertaining now but the media was.

Since I've been busy campaigning, the media coverage is vital. We are using all sorts of media to our advantage.

One particular media house has posted my photos alongside Arya, he was on the stage and I was next to him. I was wearing a white shirt on that particular day. Paaru likes it when I wear white.

So many girls have been commenting on that post and it's been viral apparently.

I am in talks with the media house to limit the comments section but right now, I am putting a pause to that plan. Because...my wife was jealous and I was enjoying her possessive behaviour.

Her cheeks were red and her brows were drawn together. She was looking damn cute.

I circled my arms around her. Thankfully Agastya was asleep. He was not interrupting our fuck sessions. The first three months were painful. She was so close yet I couldn't keep my hands on her. My son was smart. He would cry right when my hands were slipping into her wet folds.

I don't know how many cold showers I took in those ninety days. I stopped counting after fifty.

" Look at his veiny hands! Omg!!" Paaru read a comment and then stared at me. I pulled her on my lap and she struggled, putting up an act because she wanted me to react. I'm reacting but not in the way she was expecting. I will but let me enjoy her jealous nature first.

" Seems like you are enjoying the attention" Her brows nearly touched her hairline. I was enjoying it a lot.

I causally lifted a shoulder and adjusted her on my cock. She moaned as my cock sank deeper into her heat.

She's my home.

" Shiva if you don't stop grinning, I swear I'll break your nose" She raised her hands and cupped my face.

Did I say that she's taking self-defence classes? She thinks she will beat me one day!!

" oh look at this comment," she looked at the phone and I wasn't curious about the comments but I was curious about her reaction.

" I want to ride him! Fuck!" the comment said and her face turned red with embarrassment and anger.

I chuckled tracing my hands over her curves.