Billionaire's Feisty Wife (Updating In the End of September 2021)

Chapter 1 - Admiring Her

There will come two sentences of a Qawali in this chapter. The Translation is here.

"Aaeine Ki Nazar Lag An jaye Kahien...

Jaane Jaan Apna Sadqa Utaara Karo"

(The Mirror Might Put Bad Eyes On You

My Beloved, Be Benevolent)

Chapter 1

AIRAAB

She looks enthralling. As ever.

Her youth time period is at peak and she is glowing every second, especially after being my wife. She is the most aseptic soul I have ever met. She may be stubborn with that sharp tongue of hers but still so sweet at heart. Nevertheless, I am at distance to her.

I sigh. I have not touched her yet. She cannot be called my woman in that sense. A girl. A happy girl with witty tongue.

"Plug in the switch of my curler." She throws order at me like usual. I am blissful to have her. I know she has accepted me her husband by heart. I can feel it in her attempts to be with me, take care of me and be the center of my attraction. I am just having a hard time in preparing myself for her. She is a treasure.

I nod and follow.

Once again, she sets her thin cat eye-liner. I admit she is the best make-over artist. But takes hell of a time. Despite the make up being put from over twenty minutes, her skin is giving the fleecy aura. I grin at my thoughts. Women are women. And so mine. Okay, so I love to call her my woman. Any problems?

We are going to her friend's or her Bestest friend in the whole damn world. After marriage, it's the third time we are going to visit her. She makes my wife happy and that is an enough reason to not deny the gatherings. Infact, I like to go to her friend's home as there I am given tips to keep my wife pleased - in general terms.

"Would you call the maid to bring me stilettoes from shoe closet?" One more order.

I nod, suppressing my grin.

"Elza." I call her to say something. The caveat of think before speak is hitting my mind. But what's harm in teasing your lawful wife? "Inform me fifteen minutes before the leave."

"Uh, why?

And why don't you get ready rather than hawking at me?"

The fun is now coupled with her question. I am glee that this idea stroked my mind.

"Asking for that only. It would take me only fifteen minutes in bath and getting ready." I say with sheer innocence.

The fury touches the tip of her beautiful nose. Aye, how ravishing she is!

She stops putting on one of those hues which make her lips softer. "You are a man and you don't put on makeup. You don't have long hairs to do." She rolls her dark grey eyes with hazel flecks at me.

Bad me chuckles whole-heartily. After which she shows me my after-shave with big eyes, oh my, beautiful eyes. They are as deep as ocean, demanding me to study them with detail. Often her eyes start the lane of my distraction. Anyways where were we? At the after-shave, right? Is she showing to throw at me? I wink with the sexy smirk smeared to my face. Knowing she would never physically hurt me, I lay cozily on my expedient bed, watching her. She may be anything equal to the teenager, but she has always paid chivalry to me.