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HIS POV
I walked down the stage angrily bypassing both of them behind. I walked further and Samrit came up to me with a dignified businessman and started discussing office matters. I was conversing with them over important deals but my heart irked to look at her. I was curious to know if she agreed with his proposal or not. Also, I did not want to make it obvious here to them.
But again I thought of letting her decide for herself. I was still angry about how she left me alone yesterday for the whole night. She did not feel how I would spend the night alone and neither did she ask me if I was fine without her being in my arms. I'm not obsessed with her but after our wedding, I cannot spend my time without her even for a minute. It saddens me to live alone in a room knowing your wife is having fun without you among her friends. Not even once did she come back and check, forget to ask for me.
I slept after midnight waiting for her and neither did I ask for her from anyone. If she missed me enough she would come back but she didn't.
I had to restrain myself from pulling Shaurya by his collar and throwing him away for asking for a dance from my wife. I did not like him at all. Not even a little bit. But I was too burdened by my outrage that I left angrily leaving her to make her decision.
But it was killing me now. Just the mere thought of her being in the arms of any other man dancing was making me worried. And that man here was Shaurya, who would not leave any chance just to be with my wife.
"So let's meet next week and decide further," I heard Samrit.
I came out of my thoughts and focused on listening to what they were talking about.
"I'll send you the documents further Mr. Rathore," he said and I nodded.
This wait was killing me. I couldn't help but look at the stage and my blood boiled looking at them.
They were laughing together, enjoying their time. Later Shaurya got down a stair and forwarded his hand to her helping her get down. She took his hand and anger rushed my cheeks. Their hands adjoined were not settling well with me. It was irking me. I could not help but stare at them walking down hand in hand.
I could not explain the rage building in me right now. I couldn't t help clenching my jaw. They got down and walked further talking and smiling at each other. Their hands are still intact.
I couldn't refrain myself from walking to them. I heard Samrit calling me but I didn't care.
She was my wife, my woman. No man had any right over her in any way. Seeing a man this close to her was burning me up.
I walked further, taking long steps. They were indulged in talking and didn't notice me at all coming. How could I get ignored that bad? This too raised my fury. I wanted him to leave her hand as quickly as possible. There was no reason for him to hold it for so long.
I walked a few more steps and stood between them, immediately grabbing their wrists with my palms and detaching his hand, pushing it away from her.
"Daksh!" I heard my wife astonished.
I looked at him piercing my gaze and he was giving me a surprising look. As if doesn't know what he did.
"Keep your hands off my wife," I warned him, holding my jaw tight.
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DAKSHIKA
Romance"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed...