REGAL DESTINY

20. MY WIFE

VEER'S POV :-

Upon entering our room, I spotted my wife sitting in front of the mirror, her hands moving from her neck to her hair, likely trying to remove her jewelry.

" Ouch ! " , she winches .

I caught her wincing in pain, prompting a hiss of discomfort. Our eyes met in the mirror, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration and love for her.

" You need help ? " ,  I asked her as i approached her.

" No-  i mean yes ! " , she huffed clearly exhausted and eager to shed the weight of her adornments.

" How can i help you ? " , i asked her , standing behind her and locking eyes with hers through the mirror.

She finally averted her gaze and points at the necklace that is stucked in her hairs .

" It stucked , in my hair's ." , she said slowly. I examined it for a while and with utmost care I finally entangled the piece of jewellery from her hairs.

I delicately took off her earrings, and as our eyes locked, a surge of electricity coursed through me. Now that the wedding day's chaos was over, we were finally alone, and I eagerly anticipated beginning our new life together.

Her hands quivered slightly as I assisted her in removing the kangans, leaving only the ornate bangles & the bracelet with my initial on her wrists. The soft clinking of the bangles was like sweet music, reminding me of the vows we had exchanged.

I gently removed the flowers and pins from her hair, my fingers tracing the hairline adorned with the sindoor bearing my name. She closed her eyes, and I sensed her relaxation and trust in me.

As her hair cascaded freely, her smile captivated me, and I felt an overwhelming surge of love and admiration.

I am still in awe that this beautiful woman is now my wife, and I am grateful for the opportunity to spend a lifetime bringing joy and happiness to her life.

" And it's done , tulip ." , I smiled at Tulip as she finally stood before me.

" Thank you ." , she said softly, looking at me.

"What are you thanking me for, Mrs. Shekhawat ?" , I raised an eyebrow, asking her .

"For helping me.",   She murmured

"Never say that again." , I told her firmly

"Why not ?", She asked, puzzled .

"As Veer Meera Singh Shekhawat, it's my duty and responsibility to care for my beautiful wife, so, Mrs. Meera Veer Singh Shekhawat, never thank or apologize to anyone, not even me." , I explain this to her

" But Vee- ”she  was about to speak when I interrupted,

"I hope we are clear,wifey. Now, go change into something comfortable, or if you'd like, I can assist you." , As I moved closer, her eyes widened in surprise, and she hastily grabbed her lehenga, rushing towards the closet, which made me laugh.

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MEERA'S POV :-

As soon as he uttered those words, my eyes widened in shock at his audacity. I felt a lump in my throat as I locked eyes with him, noticing the mischievous glint in his.

I hastily grabbed my lehenga and rushed to the closet, closing the door behind me.

I then opened my bag, pulled out a simple cotton kurta and pants, and after a quick shower, changed into them, feeling utterly relieved.