🕯️DIVINE JOY-CHAPTER-42

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Happy Vinayagr chathurthi guys! May Lord Ganesha bring you all happiness, prosperity, and success!

Adrian pov:

A month had flown by since Meera and I got back from our honeymoon. After that, I jumped straight into work, and within a week, Meera's company officially opened its Madrid branch. Watching her step into her role as CEO of MN Imports and Exports? Damn, I've never been prouder. My wife—running an empire by day, stealing my heart every night.

This past month? Every single morning, I woke up with her in my arms. Honestly, I never get tired of her. She balances everything—the business, the home, and still manages to spoil me with all that love. If there's one thing I've learned, it's that when you do something with love, it never feels like a job. That's Meera.

Every morning, she insists on tying my tie before I leave for work. It's become our little ritual. She stands there with that smile, gently adjusting the knot while I can't keep my eyes off her.

And of course, the vermilion. Every single day, I'm the one who places it on her forehead, just like she loves. It's our thing, something that ties us together in more ways than one. I can't explain it, but seeing that small red mark reminds me she's mine, and I'm hers.

Her cooking? Don't even get me started. I never thought I'd fall in love with comida casera—homemade food—but the way she makes it, damn. I've caught myself lingering in the kitchen just to watch her, smelling the spices and admiring her focus.

Every morning, she gets up early to prepare breakfast while Rosie help her, whether it's something simple or a full meal. It's those little gestures—how she makes sure I never leave the house without eating, or how she packs me lunch with a note tucked inside. I don't know how I got so lucky! I've told her, "Mi amor, you don't have to stress yourself cooking every morning,You have an office to go" but she just gives me that fiery look and says, "That's my right, and my way of showing love to you."

What am I supposed to say to that? I smile because I know there's no winning with her when she's set on something.

My father, Carlos, couldn't be happier seeing us like this. He smiles, especially about how things are going for Camila. She's been much brighter lately, treating Meera like her own sister. 

In the meantime, Meera's gotten closer to Pedro and Rosie, our mansion's head cook. The woman's a gem in the kitchen, no lie. Every week, Meera FaceTimes her family, and no matter how busy we get, I make sure to take her out somewhere special. A little adventure, just the two of us.

Now, about that villa my father gifted us as a wedding present—it's beautiful, but Meera, she didn't want to leave Carlos all alone in the big mansion. She's got a heart of gold. So, we decided to stay at the mansion but use the villa for weekend getaways. Just me and her, away from the world.

I've been tired lately. Last week, a major contract came in from some Russian delegates—game-changer. It's a new data creation software with incredible benefits. The best part? Nearly impossible to hack. The security on this thing is top-notch, which means it's going to be a huge win, especially for freshers who need something safe and reliable to work with.

We've been putting in serious hours on this project, making sure it's perfect. And after we're done, a percentage of the profits will go to various charities across the world. That's the part I'm proud of.

My thoughts were cut short by Paula's voice, steady and professional as always. "Señor Hernández, your friends Señor Diego Ford and Señor Luis are here."

"Let them in, Miss Paula," I said, my voice calm but my mind already on the task ahead. In moments, Diego and Luis stepped inside. I stood, a grin spreading across my face. "¡Hey, amigos!"

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