𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐧 : 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝟐𝟏| 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓

Hello Butterflies,

I initially wasn't planning to update this chapter this soon. But you guys are lucky because I love authorseraaa , and today is her birthday and that cunning little girl have request very cutely for chapter -21. And as I cannot ignore her puppy eyes, here is the chapter for you guys. And every one better wish my girl happy birthday.

Now read and enjoy ❤️‍🩹

Arthur Sinclair is making a place for himself in my heart. He is making me feel things that are forbidden for me. He is making me want to have a life with him.

These thoughts are scaring me to an extent where I don't know what to do anymore. I shouldn't be thinking or even dreaming about these kinds of things about a man who has forced me to marry him and tricked me by threatening my family. It is wrong, but nothing feels more right than being with him.

It's been two days since he gave me the mobile phone and gifted me the beautiful statue of my Mahadev. Each time I think about the moments, my heart flutters with joy. I don't know what I am feeling; maybe I do know, but I'm not ready to acknowledge it, not yet.

Placing the bindi on my forehead and adjusting the dupatta on my neck, I walked out of the walk-in closet towards the bedroom, where a bunch of red roses waited for me on the bed. I walked towards the bed and picked up the flowers, which had a small note attached to them.

"You are looking absolutely breathtaking as always, my love," the note said, and my heart started to beat at an abnormal pace. When I first started receiving the flowers with the notes, I thought he would be saying sorry for his deeds. Instead, he writes about how beautiful I look and how much he loves me. And my stupid heart flutters at the different nicknames he uses for me.

For a girl who has never been admired by a man or anybody, in my case, these notes are special.

Clutching the note close to my heart, I sniffed the fragrance of the fresh roses. It somehow calms the storm in my heart. After placing the note safely with the other notes, I replaced the tulips from yesterday with the fresh roses. Taking two roses with me, I went out of the room, knowing that everyone must be in the living room.

As expected, everyone was present in the living room except Angelina. Even before I could notice his presence, I felt his gaze on me. Whenever I walk into a room or anywhere, I could feel his heated gaze on me. Everyone smiled at me as they noticed my presence; even his brother Damian greeted me, to which I replied hesitantly.

Greeting everyone, I walked towards the small area in the corner of the living room where a new shelf was made by the man walking beside me. Even though I try to ignore his presence, he's someone who barges into your mind and life. Placing my sandals away from the shelf, I stood in front of the shelf where now the Murti of my Mahadev is placed. I stood on my tiptoes and placed the rose petals in front of the murti and closed my eyes while joining my hands in front of my Shiv Ji.