MARRIAGE OF CONVENIENCE
"You didn't trust me" Guilt wash over her when a tear cascades down his eye.
He is crying for the first time. She is the sole reason behind his tears.
"I am sorry" She lowers her eyes in shame.
He steps closer to her gripp...
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Sharanya was standing infront of the mirror, her hands working on her neck to hide the hickeys. With her brows creased together and mouth slightly ajar, being completely absorbed in her task. Adhyansh comes behind her and his lips tug into a smirk. Her hands stop in mid in the air feeling his presence behind her and she steal a glance of him before resuming back to her task.
"What are you doing ?" Adhyansh tilts his head in her direction slightly hovering her body still maintaining an inch gap between them.
"Hiding your artwork" She murmures not giving him any heed which cause him to sulk. He roll his eyes sneaking his hands around her waist and squeezing her.
"Artwork ? You call it artwork instead of my hardwork" His hoarse voice caress her skin halting her movements and goosebumps pepper her skin. She close her eyes and opens them instantly to shoot a sharp glare on him.
"Pyaari lagti ho mujhe ankhein dikhate huye" Teasing her he pulls her cheek and she puffs her cheek in return. Turning around to him she nudge him with her elbow but grabbing her hand he pull her closer.
(You look pretty while showing these eyes to me)
"Bas chikni chupadi baatein karwalo aapse"
(You just know how to butter me)
"Kya ??" He frowns not understanding her incoherent words and her hands reach upto cup his jaw. She raise her eyes locking their gaze and he could see the admiration in her eyes for him.
(What ?)
"Kabhi socha nhi tha maine ke yeh serious and stoic face wale politician aise chikni chupadi baatein bhi karte honge" She says stroking his jaw and he takes her palm pressing a kiss on her fingers, leaving her flushed.
(I never thought that this politician with serious and stoic face can do buttering also)
"Meant for you only" He responds wounding her arms around his neck while his eyes flicker down to her luscious lips. Leaning down he tries to close the gap between them when she brings her palm to cover his lip.
"Adhyansh we have our flight"
"Call me with my nickname. Like I call you Shyra" Her heart beat races everytime he calls her with this nickname and it feels so melodic from his mouth.
"Adhyan" This time it was Adhyansh who felt his heart beating racing, just by a mere name. His name, which is given by her. It made him feel special and valued.
A huge smile grace his lips and he press his forehead against her soaking in the moment. They stay in eachother arms for a while forgetting everything around them, just their heart beating syncing to eachother. Enveloped in warmth and comfort of themselves.
"Adhyan we are getting late now, please" Sharanya breaks their moment tapping on his chest, earning a groan from him.
"This small trip ended too soon" He heaves a longing sigh and guilt blooms in her chest. She had to make him compromise due to her own selfish reason. Yet he never complained about it or fuzzed about it.
