My Purchased Bride🔞

24. The Confession 🔞

AUTHOR'S NOTE :-

Hello everyone, this is your author Shridhara.

I want you guys to be humble while responding. This story may contain various grammatical mistakes so please ignore them. Enjoy the story. Please don't do abusive comments. Giving opinions respectfully be welcomed.

First of all happy Navratri to everyone and also a very happy Dussehra. Also apologies for the short chapter. This week was joyous as well as tiring for me, as obviously I was busy celebrating Navratri as all of you. Again happy Dussehra everyone.

VIHAAN'S POV :-

"Trying to seduce me husband?" I heard her. I turned around only to find her looking at me with a known mischievous smirk, dressed up in my black hoodie.

"Your actions in the shower implied otherwise precious." I teased, and her cheeks instantly turned red. Her in my hoodie, and that red hue while those black magestic locks tied in a bun and some free strands falling over her face, can't even imagine of any better sight I could ever witness.

Her boldness really shocked me today. I am happy witnessing her comfort with me. Her touch soothed my every nerve. From the way she looked at me when I woke up to her gaze on me in the shower, each and every moment felt euphoric.

I slowly walked towards her taking small steps and her already red cheeks became more vibrant.

"It's not like I have any different intentions than that. But depends..." I teased her even more, and her now red cheeks turned into a fully ripen tomato, of which I would really love to take a bite.

"O..on...on what?" She fumbled, but managed to utter it out loud. I was mere inches away from her now.

"Well on the fact that, would you let me wear something, or will you remove this last piece of clothing from my body?" I whispered teasingly bending down to her ear and slowly taking her hand in mine and slowly guiding it from my abs to my waist. Her breath hitched but she composed herself somehow.

This is when her eyes turned from shy to mischief, and somehow I knew what was coming next. I tried to stop her but it was too late. She literally grabbed the towel and removed it from my waist and ran towards the very opposite direction without even looking. The tragedy quite really happened. I can't help but run inside the closet. I was able to hear her giggles from outside. This woman. Kya karu mein iss ladki ka, kucch bol bhi to nahi sakta, pyar jo karta hu.

"So now you know Mr. Agnihotri, I am someone you should not mess with." She mocked me while still laughing and giggling continuously. This little hoodie thief.

"Youuuuuu shameless woman. Apne pati ki izzat ke piche padi rehti ho, kucch to rehem karo mujh par. Even I'm concerned about my dignity now." I shouted and she giggled even more.

To be honest, it was not like I was shy about the fact of reveling myself to her, I would actually love to. But the fact is she would have been uncomfortable looking at my erection.

"Yes you should be husband. I've long list of ways to take your dignity away. Bahut shok tha na shadi karne ka, ab jhelo." She replied in her queen like attitude. Well obviously this is who she is, a queen, my queen. Maine hi sar par baithaya hai, ab apni rani sa ke nakhre mein nahi uthaunga to aur kon uthaega?

I just sighed and wore grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt and came out only to witness her heating the food in the kitchen. She looked at me and smiled ear to ear.

"Looking hot husband." She complimented in her infamous teasing tone. Rani sa and her famous dialogues.

"You should've called me precious. Go and sit there, I'll bring the food. Also you're injured so go and rest." I insisted but this stubborn woman just shook her head. Luckily her dressing were waterproof so shower didn't affect it but still this doesn't mean she can work in the kitchen like this.