In your eyes , I see my future and it's fucking gorgeous.
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↺ Varahi Khurana
❛❛ You don't care what I think or feel ❜❜
↺ Avyaan Singhania
❛❛ Trust me , I don't ❜❜
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Varahi and Avyaan had been married for...
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Avyaan looked around to find Varahi nowhere . Meeting his bestfriends gaze he looked away almost immediately as he searched for his wife.
"Fuck" He cursed regretting his life decisions of ignoring her and playing holi with his friends and few colleagues.
"Ab kya pachtana jab biwi hogyi naraz" Aryan said , sliding his arm around his shoulders before popping a balloon full of water on his head. Avyaan's brows knitted together at the sudden attack as colour water ran down his scalp. He glared at his friend who was grinning.
"Jaiye jaiye , raat kali na ho jaye apki" Aryan mocked , stepping back and chuckling , looking at his friend.
"Only if I wasn't in an urgent need to talk to her , then you would have seen. Even Natasha wouldn't have recognised you' Aryan's lips formed an 'o' as he nodded , mockingly. Avyaaan cursed him, causing him to laugh as he made his way inside the house to find his wife.
Avyaan looked around the drawing hall to find it empty as everyone was in the garden , playing holi and chilling. He turned to walk upstairs but stopped when he heard some voice reaching him from the kitchen. Turning on his heels he walked towards the kitchen. His lips lifted in a small smile as he found her sitting on the stool and eating snacks. He remembered how she told him that she was really hungry and didn't had anything since morning.
"Wasn't my wife someone who always eats with her husband when he is home" Avyaan spoke teasingly , inching towards her as he stood behind her and pinched her cheeks softly.
Varahi ignored him , gulping down the last bite and took a sip of the cold drink. She stood dumping the empty dish in the sink and washed her hands keeping the glass tumbler aside while Avyaan followed her around.
She stood facing the counter as she took the last few sips before emptying the glass , just that moment Avyaan slid his both the hands beneath her top and gasped in surprise as his back hitted against the refrigerator and his breathe turned calculated as he looked at his wife , his eyes widened in disbelief as Varahi pinned him against the refrigerator with the sharpest knife's tip resting against the soft skin of his neck.
"If you touch me," Varahi threatened , inching closer as she lifted her weight on her toes to reach his face level yet couldn't , as her forehead reached just a little above from his lips.
"I will actually try this" She completed , her gaze flickering between the knife and his eyes. Her anger rose high as he did nothing but smirked, pecking her forehead.
"How does it feel having your husband pinned , all to yourself , hmm sweetheart?" Avyaan asked , his voice deep as he looked at her, moving his right leg up and down her legs sensually as she stood on her toes.
"Mazaak lag raha hai?" Varahi snapped , actually pressing the knife against his skin as Avyaan hissed, feeling the tip actually poking his skin. His lips parted, as he tried sinking his head back.
