My Ardhangini is looking so gorgeous, attractive and abso-fucking-lutely addictive.
Only I know how I wish every single day to hide her somewhere only I have access to.
I can never take my eyes away from this woman. The woman who is soon going to become my wife.
My Wife. The word sends tingles in each of my bones.
She is pretty but not like those girls with makeup in the magazines, series or movies.
She is pretty for the sparkle in her dazzling blue eyes that are as deep as an ocean.
Her eyes seem like a curse to me because whenever I look at them, I realise that I finally found a home.
And now I'm afraid to be a homeless guy without them in my life.
She is not only pretty but the most beautiful for the way she thinks herself as.
The way she smiles, the way she laughs, the way she speaks, the way she walks, the way she sits, the way she sleeps, the way she breaths, the way she exists, all the ways about her are just majestic.
And I hate to share all of these parts of her and her with anyone.
There is no doubt I became aggressive when I tracked her location, only to make sure she is safe, and saw her visiting that cafe with Ishir.
But the anger subsided as fast as it took over me when she took my nickname in the voice she uses only for me.
She may have not realised it but I do. I fucking notice every move of her and will never get bored while observing her.
Her eyelashes slowly moved in a blink, still contemplating the fact that I suddenly became childish.
"You heard it, woo me now because I'm angry." I can't help myself repeating again.
"More like jealous." She added while wrapping her arms around my neck.
The touch of her hands on me does something in my body I could never understand.
"I was jealous when you weren't officially mine but now that you are, I have become dangerously territorial, Ms Rathore."
"Ohh?" Her lips parted, on purpose I will say to allure me.
Little did she know she doesn't have to do anything to allure me because I'm already entangled with her to the extent I can't go against her.
Fuck, I can hurt myself a million times instead of hurting her just once.
"I'm not Ms Rathore yet." She traced her fingers in a circular motion on my shoulders.
"You became my Ms Rathore from the day your voice broke the principle of my life and I sat my eyes on you." I whispered in her ear, making her blush.
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