My Obsession

37-Vihaan

"Will you live in this house with me, please my Prince?" Vania asked me shocked me as hell. I stand freeze at my place. I just looked at her shockingly because this what I'm feeling shocked but love too. I was talking to Mr. Singh and was giving him instructions continuously because today I've taken leave from office as I want a whole day with my blossom. But I can't fully ignore my work if I've taken taken leave from office too. Continuously, I've to monitor my work and staff as we can't take risk and I'm the person who don't even trust my shadow but there some persons whom I can trust with blind folded, My blossom, My bestfriend Rohan, Mr. Singh, My manager.

I'm thinking too much things when I saw Vania's smile faded and her expression becomes like she's regretting her actions. I'm dumbo. I shook my head and smile, I also went on my knees. I hold both of her hands in mine and kissed her hands.

"Yes, My queen." I said kissed her forehead. I pulled her in my embrace she immediately hug me back. I could feel her tears on my neck and her slow breathing. "Shhhh...... don't cry my baby. It's hurt me. You're my love my love" I said and she immediately start kissing me on my lips.
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"Vihhhaaaaaannnnnnn" Vania call me loudly I was in our bedroom and I panicked hearing her loud scream. I think she get hurt and I instantly run in the direction where voice had come. Like as I said I can't ignore my work just for a day. Mr. Singh called that our foreign investors want to talk to me before day end so I've to take meeting immediately while Vania said she wants to explore home more specifically.

"Vaniyu, where are you baby?" I asked for her in worried tone while I heard the instant reply to my question which is given by my baby "here" a voice come from game area and I run there.

When I enter the gaming area I saw Vania was standing near the pool table while holding cue in one of her hand and resting another hand on her slim waist. Till now, Vania had changed her clothes into off white denim shorts and baby pink crop top. Her shorts are such in length that if she bent too much then her ass will be on full display. Usually, my Vania don't wear such clothes, I mean wear western most of the time but she doesn't show her skin unnecessarily and she looks stylish in every clothes she wear, well, she's a fashion designer though this will be obvious that she's stylish, glamourous, hot, beautiful, cute, uffffff, she's my everything.

"Vania, you scared me." I said while approaching her with big steps.

"Why? What did I do?" She asked and I just rolled my eyes 'as if you don't know' I said this with my eyes "I was just missing you so I thought to call you" she said very cutely.

"Awww......my baby" I said with sarcasm

"Actually, I want you to teach me how play billiard." She said

"Okay" I said move towards her. I told her little bit about the game and I stand behind her and her soft body press into my hard chest.

I slipped my on hers sensually put my arm on hers and cover her whole hand with mine. I tangled my fingers over her and guides the cue.

"Bent a little, baby" I said and she obeyed my instructions like good little girl. In this position her ass is rubbing on my dick. I closed my eyes as it's too much to resist. I pulled the cue backwards to strike and then pushed the foot spot with cue ball. Soon, the ball rolling on the side rails and enter the pockets. Two balls of the solids exit from the corner pocket and one of the stripes ball hit pocket point and exit from the side pocket.

"Vihaan, I guess, I can play on my own  now" Vania said and I felt something inside. My dick is painfully erect in my pants. Vania tried to to move but I slid my hand on her bare waist and his my face in crook of her neck and inhale her perfume.

"Vihaan.....ahhh....what are you doing? Let go of me....ahh..." She somehow managed to say this much because I'm sucking hell out of her neck and leaving my fresh art of work and mark her as mine, I leave fresh hickeys and love bites on her neck. She tasted so sweet that I can't even tell. Oh God, why I love her so much?