" 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐡 "
"Tell me Baby did he make you feel the same way I did"
He slowly moved his nose on my cheek and grabbed me by my hips...
I still remember the moment when a sudden plot came crashing down in my thoughts and I was like- Bro. You gotta write about them. I fell for them instantly, it wasn't slowed or gradual. Advait is personal for me, Diya too. Their lives are soo much related to my actual life ❤️
Thank you for the immense amount of love you have given to this book so far, I am blessed and honoured to have you all as my readers.
Ps : Target hi complete nahi karte aap sab🥰 Aaj ka update is 1 years special. Abb Target complete hone par hi milega Update 🥰🔪
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The shittiest husband's award goes to me.
Honeymoon.
Is this the way I take my wife to a honey-fucking-moon?
Take isn't the correct word. Dragging will be more accurate and reasonable.
Because that's what I am doing right now. Dragging her along with myself.
I resist my urge to smile at her expression earlier, when I announced that we are going for our honeymoon.
My lady has been awfully silent since then, she looks at me as if she is seeing a ghost or someone who has lost his brain. I'll take the second assumption as my answer. I asked her to change. She changed into a brown turtle neck crop tee along with beige wide-legs pants and a brown trench coat. Her sunglasses stays up on her hair like a hairband, holding a Louis Vuitton bag, pulling off the old money look in a silky manner. She finally agreed to walk by my side. Her steps are hurried and fast, as if she was trying to walk away from me. I tried to reach to her hand bag so that she could walk freely but she only tugged it out if my hold.
Lastly, I sighed. Diya isn't a type of woman who will throw tantrums or gets angry on someone that easily, her patience is awfully strong and healthy. And if someone really pisses her off, she'd simply ignore that particular person.
Just like right now.
Too bad.
She don't get to hide or pull away from me.
I'll never allow that.
When we walked through the hallway, she glanced at her surroundings as if she was eloping with some stranger and not her husband. My family, more like my crazy family, they all will be over the moon if they get the gist of my last minute plan, if only, they will urge me to extend our break to spend more time with other.
When her silence became annoying for me to bear, I finally reached out to her, intertwining her petite and small hand with my large one and held her firmly. Diya, for a second, was taken aback as she abruptly stood still at her place, her shock stricken expression wasn't concealed, she never fails to express herself or more like, her facial expressions always betrays her brain's words for keeping up with the stoic expression or cold demanor. My wife isn't some who will have mercy on people around her, she still terrifies her employees, she is known for being one of the coldest businesswoman in the country and the only woman who made it into the top 10 for the most followed and admired entrepreneur.
