Book #1 of love series
Vivek Malhotra a 28 years old man who thinks true love doesn't exit, because he had seen his favourite person love life getting destroyed. a cold personality with extreme anger issues but have a soft side for his family member...
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My sleep got disturbed by the knock on the door, rubbing my eyes and being sleepy. I opened the door and saw my sister in law Nitya and Saumya Bhabhi standing there.
"Good morning Bhabhi ye aapke liye kapde, badi maa ne bheja hai, aap inko pehen kar niche aa jayiyega" she said and went away not without giving a warm smile.
Grabbing the necessary things from my suitcase I entered the washroom, took a cold shower and after finishing the shower I arranged my sanitary items on the washroom counter. Wearing the bathrobe I entered the closet where I kept the clothes.
Wearing the clothes, I was unable to put on the Jewelleries so I thought to take help from someone, peeking outside the door I noticed Saumya bhabhi so I called her inside "bhabhi please help me to wear the Jewelleries" I said to which she smiled and made me sit in front of dressing table and started putting the jewellery on me.
When she was done with her work, she looked at me from head to toe "hayee kinni Soni lag rahi ho, Vivek dekhega to flat hi ho jayega tum pe" saying that she put kohl behind my ears.
Standing in front of the mirror I looked at myself, I was looking good, the red patiala was looking nice on me, my hair was braided neatly with the paranda, chuda and mehndi was making me look like a married woman. Bhabhi set up the veil on my head properly.
Descending the stairs, my gaze met with the dark brown eyes which I can never forget. My husband was standing there wearing a red kurta which was tight enough to know that he has a great physique. He looked absolutely stunning and handsome. The way he was gazing at me was making me feel a tingling sensation inside my stomach.
I stood beside him whose gaze was still on me but I didn't look towards him, not able to endure the sensation inside my body. When suddenly my brother in law came and took a picture of us. "Bhabhi aap bahut sundar lag rahi ho, bechare bhaiya ka dil garden garden ho gaya hai, isliye to nazar hi nahi hat rahi hai aapse unki" he said with a teasing smile, blood rushes to my cheeks I can feel the warmness on my cheeks.
When I met his gaze who was staring at me, his eyes were soft and radiant. Our eye contact broke when Mummy said us to sit on floor for the rituals "so the first ritual is, you both have to open the Knot of the thread which is tied on your left hand, but you cannot use your both hands, only one hand is allowed" she said making us aware of the rules.
Looking at him, he forwarded his hand to me. I was trying hard to open the Knot because it was difficult to open it with only one hand but after some hard work I was able to open the Knot.
Now it was his turn so I forwarded my hand towards him, when his soft hand touched mine it sent shivers down my spine, grabbing my hand he took it towards his mouth looking straight into my eyes, when his teeth came in contact with my skin goosebumps erupted all over my body. He easily opened the Knot with his teeth.
