His Childish Bride

Bonus Chapter One

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TWO MONTHS AFTER MARRIAGE~

"I still can't believe Shivu and Angel actually bought a private villa just for us." Varenya whispers in awe, her eyes sparkling as she looks around the beautifully decorated villa. The soft hum of the ocean in the distance makes everything feel like a dream.

Kavyansh chuckles, tossing his wallet onto the couch. His gaze lingers on his wife: her excitement, her smile, the way she moves from room to room like a child discovering a hidden treasure.

"Well, they do love spoiling the people they care about." He says, walking closer to her,

Varenya stops by the wide glass doors, her big eyes fixed on the seashore where waves dance against the sand.

"Kavi, let's go to the beach right now!" She turns to him with a grin.

He steps behind her, wrapping his arms gently around her waist. His chin rests near her shoulder as he speaks.

"How about we take a quick shower, have something light to eat, and then head to the beach?"

"Hmm... that sounds like a good idea too." She leans into his chest, her smile softening.

"Then let's go." He says without another second of delay.

Before she can react, Kavyansh sweeps her into his arms effortlessly. A surprised squeal escapes Varenya's lips, and she bursts into laughter.

"Kavi!" She giggles, playfully slapping his chest as he carries her up the stairs.

He grins and leans down to nuzzle his face into the crook of her neck, inhaling her familiar scent- something between jasmine and vanilla that drives him insane.

They reach the master bedroom, and with one hand, he pushes the door open. The room is airy, elegant, with soft white curtains swaying in the breeze and a wide bed at the center, covered in fresh linen.

With a mischievous smile, Kavyansh walks to the bed and gently drops Varenya onto the soft mattress. She lets out a little yelp, eyes wide. But before she can move, he climbs over her and places his hands on either side of her head, caging her beneath him.

Varenya's breath hitches as their eyes lock. A teasing smirk curves her lips.

"What happened to the shower and lunch plan?" She mumbles.

"This part wasn't in the plan. But now I have changed my mind." He whispers, brushing his nose against hers.

Slowly, he leans in, his lips brushing against hers with tender affection. The kiss deepens as her hands slip into his hair, pulling him closer. Her lips part willingly, responding to the warmth, the passion, the quiet need they have both been carrying.

Just as the moment begins to ignite into something more, a shrill ring slices through the air.

The phone.

They both freeze.

Varenya's fingers pause in his hair. Kavyansh lets out a low groan and rests his forehead against hers, annoyed by the untimely interruption.

"Should I check it?" She asks, trying not to laugh as she catches her breath.

"Only if you want me to cry." He mutters dramatically, making her laugh again.

She shoves him away playfully and takes out her phone from her jeans pocket. Her eyes crinkle with happiness seeing the caller ID.

"Kiwi is calling." Varenya says quickly, grabbing the phone and placing it on speaker. A smile tugs at her lips as she leans back against the pillows. Kiyansh was napping when they called earlier to inform everyone that they reached the villa.