EKANSH'S POV
Ring. Ring. Ring
I cursed the alarm in my mind but still woke up . It's 5 o'clock in the morning. I always wake up early.
It's a routine. First I got freshed up then go to the gym in my house , then gets bath and last her ready for the office. Till then everyone also wakes up .
I went downstairs to have my breakfast . It's my duty to call everyone for breakfast. I know I have a unique family and this proves it . But this time I was not alone , first time in my life I saw someone already near the table placing breakfast. My heart filled with happiness.
" Shivya , what are you doing here ?" I called her
She turned to look at me , and then I noticed her , looking so damn perfect. As if she came from heaven . She was wearing Vedika's dress. She put on a white suit with embroidered white dupatta enhancing her look and simple pearl jewelries for touch up.
But why Vedika's?
I frown and went near her . I pulled her by her shoulder so she can face me now . We were so close that I hear her heartbeat skipping beats .
" Why are you wearing Vedika's dress ? "
" Doesn't it looks good? " She pouted . Uff ... Not in the morning, Jaan.
" No you are looking breath taking " She widened her eyes and I chuckled inside mind then continued " But why Vedika's?"
" I think you are getting old Ekansh Mittal. If you not remember then let me tell you that I ran from my house without a suitcase. So....You know you know " She said with a sarcastic smile .
Ugh ... Woman you are fucking awesome.
" I know. Tell me something I don't know darling"
Did I said aloud?
" Yes you did ."
Not again. But wait did she said me d.. Darling.
" What did you call me just now ?"
" Umm.. nothing"
" Stop lying Jaan " I said while smirking
" Yeah okay . I said you darling. So what ? You are calling me baby, j.. Jaan and what not . So I too have a right to call you by names"
" Ofcourse you have , Jaan. You have every right on me . Do whatever you wish with me . Call me by names , or do anything, I'll not say a word " I said taking her face in my palm.
She's so soft . She immediately leant in my palm , feeling the warmth . You are custom made for me , sweetheart.
" Anything? Really ?" I nodded and she smiled.
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