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"Manik please aj venue place k final payments kar dena. And listen Rishu is coming today evening. You have to pick him up from the airport. And where is the list I had asked you to make for your invites? Manik we have just three weeks left, please can you be a little bit responsible. And stop using your phone while eating!!" I irked to Manik. There is so much little time left in the wedding and Manik is just casual as usual."Chill, Nandani.... ho jayega sab, don't worry!" He said with such an ease. Like it was just a flipping magic wand away. I closed my eyes and shook my head in helplessness. This boy! I went back to the list I was preparing of the guests and sorting it out for the wedding and reception. Wedding is mostly going to be a very private affair. Hardly a 100 people. Just close friends and relatives.
"Manik it's almost done. Tun dekh lo ek bar, I'll pack lunch for dad." I said and went to the kitchen. Since my birthday, the wedding affairs have started and Aams is here only. Rishu was sent to Mangalore in a few days. And since Aams is here Manik has temporarily sifted to dad's place. It's really difficult to pull up a wedding in just two months.
I was packing the lunch and suddenly two arms snake my waist and I know who it is. I smiled and he kept his chin over my shoulder. "Since, we are alone after a long... long time..... we should probably have a ...... quickiee!" He said in a low tone making me laugh. "Noooo! Nooo! Nooo- Aams will be back anytime and besides that I need to get ready, I have to go to college to submit my leave application and then I have trial sessions with Alya." I said. "But still, i'll be quick, I promise." He says shifting my hair all to the other side of my shoulder and places a soft kiss on my neck. I feel tingling sensation in my stomach. This is his signal, I know Manik, this is his first move towards sex... always. "Manik...." I protested in a feeble voice, which merely sounded like a protest and more like a moan. I was having a battle in my mind weather to give in or not... well it's almost been a month, we made love. So, I gave in. He turned me around and grabbed my waist and made sit on the kitchen platform.
His one hand rested on my waist and other snaked in the nape of my neck. He sucked the flesh over my neck making me loose. My hands quickly found their way in his hair and clutching them I left a moan and pull him more towards me. My toes curl up in anticipation. I bit my lower lip to hold back the moan in my mouth as his hand lift up the hem of my t shirt and....... **ting-tong** we both get stumbled up with the sound of the door bell. "Shit, Aams." Manik said and his hands suddenly went up in his hair and tries to fix the damage control. "I'll open the door." I said and straightening my self I run to the door.
I open the interlock and pull the door open and I am surprised to find..... Madhyam on the footsteps. "Helloo, won't call me in?" He asked. "Ohh, yes. I mean yes. Please come in." I said moving aside and letting him walk in and I closed the door behind him.
"Oh, hey, what a pleasant surprise!! You here bro!" I heard Manik's voice as he come out of the kitchen. He goes towards Madhyam and shakes hands and gives him a brief hug. Oh, Manik stay away from that gay!! It's not that I am homophobic but still I can't accept someone putting eyes over my Manik. I went in the kitchen to bring water to serve my sautan!
"Here, this is for you." I hear Manik say from the hall. What is he giving to Madhyam?? I thought. I quickly grab the glass of water and move out. Oh, noo!! it's our wedding card. I mean yes I wanted to Manik to invite him for the wedding but, it shouldn't be him, who was the first one to receive our wedding card. "Oh, your wedding card?" Madhyam said in a hollow tone. "OUR. Our wedding card." I said with a sarcastic smile and offered him water. He drank the whole glass eyeing me.
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Living in the darkness.
FanfictionI, Nandani, wife of one of the richest man in the country. A perfect house. A handsome husband. But is a perfectly furnished house a home? A handsome husband really qualified to be one? You won't know what darkness until the night veils up. Because...