Her Deviant Husband | [✓]

Wedding Arc pt-13

Hello guys, long time no see.
I missed writing my babies and I give up the expectation that anyone will complete any of the targets I am mentioning.
This is just me wanting to complete my babies book as I promised myself and the readers who tried to complete the targets.

Also thank you all for 500k + reads on this book. And there is also a text to speech feature on this book now lol. Idk how that happened. Anyways the way the names are said and pronounce are so funny 😭🙏🏼

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The first thing that reaches me isn't light or sound.

It's always warmth.

Heavy, grounding warmth—wrapped around my waist, pressed against my back like a shield, like a stubborn blanket that refuses to let me breathe without it. Even before I open my eyes, I know exactly whose arms I'm trapped in.

Reyansh Sehgal. My husband. My personal heaven and also hell.

I blink slowly, my lashes fluttering against the pillow, and try to move—only for his arms to tighten instinctively, dragging me impossibly closer. A soft breath leaves his lips against the back of my neck, warm and oddly desperate, like even in sleep he's terrified I'll slip away. God, this man sleeps like a child who built walls all his life but forgot how to sleep without someone to hold.

For a moment I melt, completely content...

Until...

My eyes fly open. I slap his forearm in panic.

"Fuck—move, move—" I whisper-yell, wriggling like a trapped animal.

He doesn't wake.
Not even a damn twitch.

He just groans—a low, sleepy, ridiculously adorable growl—and buries his face deeper into my hair like I'm his goddamn pillow and oxygen supply. His arms clamp tighter, refusing to let me go.