The atmosphere was serene right now. Chilled winds were swaying around and waving the green leaves of the trees like they were dancing. The night sky was black but it was dusk with twinkling and bright stars. However, the coldness was relatively masked by the fireplace placed in the middle of the hallway of the resort.
Tonight was their last night here in Scotland. The threats she was getting from the unknown number also stopped as she blocked it. She didn't tell Masab by realizing it of any con and overthinking about it would only ruin their time here.
Instead of going anywhere else, they decided to enjoy a cozy and romantic night here in the vicinity of their villa. Andaleeb had always wanted to relish in the nearness of her loved one in the cold night but with a firework in place that could give sweet and relaxing heat while all you could think and feel was the nearness of the one you loved. And with whom she could have relished this special moment than Masab; her husband who owned her heart.
As soon as the night commenced and while she was sleeping, Masab had prepared all these arrangements to give her a surprise. Along the shore of the beach, which was just along the rim of the garden of their resort, the soft and wet sandy area would give rise to a perfect soil to light up the fireplace and then a sleeping arrangement.
Masab gathered a bunch of wood and then fired them up, which gave rise to an orange-yellow fire. He then placed a big, comfortable mattress with clean and white sheets, pillows, and a blanket for sleeping purposes.
Next, he set up a dinner table which once again was giving a romantic vibe with beautiful red roses sprayed along the way to the table and on the seats of the chairs as well.
When Andaleeb woke up, he had asked her to get ready as he would take her to a dinner date tonight. He didn't inform her that he had plans for the indoor today so as not to spoil the surprise. Once, she had raised her wish for a date like that to him, and tonight felt like the perfect chance to do this. Masab loved the color red on her and when he left her alone to get ready, her eyes quickly went over to the red chiffon saree as she was wondering about what to wear after taking the shower.
The saree perfectly hugged her alluring and charming curves. The blouse was pure velvet and the strap only ended over her shoulder, giving the perfect view of her delicate and milk arms. She let her hair open and freely fall over her back with loose curls at the end. Applying a bit of makeup, she completed her look with golden high heels.
A shiver because of the cold air ran down her spine but she didn't care about that. She wanted to doll up for her husband in his given dress for her.
The door slightly creaked and then pushed open revealing Masab. He became awestruck seeing his beautiful wife. Each time, she mesmerized him in a totally different way. With each passing moment, he was falling in love with her more and more. And now there was no turning back. Masab himself was wearing a black three-piece and looking handsome with his hair slightly combed behind to reveal his forehead. He looked tall and breathtaking with his muscular build and handsome aura.
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Mine To Be Called
RomanceTonight he is feeling surreal. A mission was accomplished, a privilege was attained and a secret was nurtured to see its revelation in the best form. He nudged the bedroom door and his eyes were delightful seeing someone whose presence here made him...