Anklet - Billionaire × Sunshine

Ch~20 Henna on hand with a kiss

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" Ansh why are you not doing it!! See do it like this!! " She scolded him this time making him repeat her action like a obedient student.

As the fight finished she jumped being happy. " Victory!!!! " She did tiny dance by shaking her hips sideways a bit.

Divyansh was silently admiring her craziness. Only God knows why he is head over heels for this girl, she always makes him do stuffs which is beyond of his wildest dreams.
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They were seated in the living room. Divyansh was occupied in his office work moving his fingers over laptop keys meanwhile Innayat was getting bored on the other side of the sofa since she had previously watched Old episodes of Shinchan.

Then her thoughts stumbled on the idea maybe she should design to relieve her boredom.

She took her tablet and begans doing the same however after some hour she didn't felt like continuing. It was her fifth day of period and Ansh shall be joining his workplace the next day.

Innayat just ate lot of chocolate and Ice cream few minutes ago so eating is not an option to deal with her boredom. Suddenly a idea struck inside her head and she hurried inside their bedroom to find something.

As she entered inside the room, her gaze darted on the dressing table. Innayat reached for it and pulled the third drawer and rummage out a henna cone.

She smiled in enthusiasm and again returned downstairs, sat on the same spot she was sitting before. Innayat wants to apply henna but not on her head and the only person in front of her were Divyansh.

" Ansh I really want to draw with henna " She chirped it out to Divyansh whose attention got equivalently divided between work and his wife.

" Okay Sugar, Shall I ask some guard to bring it for you? " He asked without letting his eyes averting from laptop screen.

" No Ansh, I've it with me. But I don't feel like putting henna on my hand " She explained him concealing the main portion of her scheme

" Then where you are going to apply it Baccha? " Divyansh inquired with a tiny Chuckle captivate by her cute antics

" On your hands " She finally dropped the bomb on his head

Divyansh stopped typing and his face instantly swung towards her in reflex,
being shocked acknowledging her plot.

" I c- " Divyansh was about to refuse but before he could, she interrupted him.

" Can I? Please Mr Tyrant " She implored him innocently with her melodious voice and puppy eyes.

He inhaled a deep breath of air and then simply nodded his head being defeated before his wife. She got happy and gestured him to take a seat next to her on sofa.

Divyansh got up from his seat, followed her command, taking the seat beside her. He was internally Cussing his heart for being such a simp for his wife.

Divyansh never thought after successfully avoiding henna in his wedding, one day his own wife would be demonstrating her drawing skills on his Hand.

The amusing aspect is that this time he cannot make an excuse or hide somewhere.

Innayat took cushion on her lap and grabbed his right hand leading it to rest on cushion with his palm facing upwards.

She removed the sealing from the nib of henna cone. Squeezing the henna from cone, she cleaned the tip with tissue.