DAKSHIKA

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HER POV

"Take this off," he said grabbing the chain.

"This is Mangal Sutra, I can't," I answered.

How could he ask me to take it off? It's not supposed to be removed.

"Then I will," he said and my eyes widened.

"Daksh, you can't," I said trying to stop him.

"See me do it," he replied affirmatively, grabbing hold of it.

"No, you'll see me dead if you do anything," I warned looking into his eyes.

He stared into my eyes with seriousness. I looked back with the same intensity. I need to knock some sense into him, he can't continue to behave carelessly just because he doesn't feel things are going his way.

"Why does this matter to you so much?" He asked.

"Because of you. It's a symbol that I'm married to you," I answered, trying to make him understand.

"But you are married to me forever. Either you wear this or not. You don't have to scream with it. You can't keep wearing it all the time. Doesn't it irritate you?" He said, trying to get his points clear.

He lay slightly over my chest in between my legs still holding the chain.

"It does not matter if it irritates me or not. It depicts your love and life for me. For all the next lives we are going to spend together." I said softly.

"But it's very long and heavy. Don't you feel burdened to carry it all day and night?" He said worriedly in a soft tone looking at the chain.

He looked adorable right now. A small smile appeared on my lips looking at his concern and uneasiness for me.

"Be it long and heavy. I love wearing it for you and us all together. Also, the elders at our home won't like it if I don't carry it well." I said placing my palm over his cheek and caressing it.

He put his palm over mine and spoke.

"You don't have to worry about anyone if you don't want to, I'll take care of it," he said and brought his lips closer to mine.

I looked at his raspy lips that were closer to mine and then into his eyes looking at me. He caressed my lower lip smoothly with his thumb and came dangerously closer to them.

He leaned down to them and parted his lips a little and sucked mine. He sucked and nibbled my petals with his soft and wet ones slowly. He sucked again and pulled up to look into my eyes.

"This mangalsutra is the answer to your question, that I belong to you only," I whispered over his lips and he smiled.

"I only desire your heart to belong to me. I don't want to see you in any kind of discomfort," he said and kissed my cheek once, twice and thrice.

I giggled and he was smiling and brooding over me.

"I'm not," I said and caressed my cheek.

"Let's sleep," he said and lay beside me bringing his naked chest closer to my naked back.

And the touch was soothing. I was lying under his bicep, his fingers playing with mine. His other hand was on my stomach under the blanket.

We were tired with the function and wanted to rest well. Also, it was midnight.

Suddenly he pulled me closer to his chest and cuddled with his cheek over mine and his legs entangled with mine. I felt at peace. This is all you need once you have a husband who loves you, talks to you, and understands you. Life feels complete.