"What was the need" she shouted, "why did you bought me ? Was I a mere commodity to you to own and ruin?"
These words shattered him to the core, he never expected to hear this from her.
"The truth is far away from what you think, and the truth will...
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VIHAAN'S POV:-
She was still in my arms sleeping in the very same position in which she kissed me. She will surely sprain her back like this. I slowly stood up picking her up in my arms and then changed her position moving her now in my arms in bridal style. I again sat on the couch, this time her hands encircling around my neck and her face hidden in the crook of my neck, while her legs kept on the couch comfortably. I slowly removed her sandles and massaged her feet and she sighed with relief.
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I can’t help but think about the moment when she introduced herself as SHRI VIHAAN AGNIHOTRI. For the first time after our marriage she introduced herself with my name in hers. And the unwavering trust she holds for me, she didn't even question me once. And how can I forget the way she broke that vase on that bitch's head, my tigress. Her training is going great, it is very clear by the impact of her slap on her face. And the way she kissed me, the mere thought of it is making me blush since then. I can't help but admire her courage, her possessive side, her aggressive side and every other aspect of her. I can't help but fell for her harder with every passing moment.
I was in my thought when the doctor arrived to do her first aid. She came forward and bowed down instantly as neither was me nor my wife were in the best position possible. Although she was a female doctor and I was comfortable enough to let her treat my woman who was in so disheveled condition, but her simple gesture was really thoughtful.
"Please treat her wounds. She's not going to bulge till she's awake." I said and she looked up and nodded with a smile.
She came forward and cleaned her wounds with antiseptic. She winced in her sleep and tightly clutched my shirt everytime the wound hurt her. I rubbed her back and mumbled sweet nothings to keep her calm. The doctor was gentle and she carefully did her first aid. She forwarded me some disinfectant wipes to clean the blood marks on my lips and face and from her body as well.
"Madam will be completely fine sir. Are you hurt anywhere? Do you need first aid?" She asked in a really polite manner and I just shook my head in denial and gestured her to leave.
She bowed down and turned around and walked towards the gate. But just before exiting she turned around and said "I'm sorry sir, if I'm talking to you out of my authority but after knowing what happened today, I can't help but admire her love for you. I don't have any child of my own but I can't help but bless you both the best life ahead."
I can't help but nod with a smile. She did the same and left. I felt grateful of her words, her blessings. She's an elderly women in her late 50's already and her words meant a lot to me.
