One week later....
Bangalore..
Ananya's POV...I open my eyes, as sunlight fell on my face, and blinked them several time to adjust with the brightness...
It's been a week, that I am living here with Amayraa, Mrs. Kumar and this devil husband of mine....
He doesn't spare a single chance to irritate me, he acts all lovey dovey in front of Mrs. Kumar and when we come to the room he turns stone cold and behaves as if I don't exist at all...
It hurts to see that all those lovely gestures are just to show off, and he doesn't really love me, only my heart knows how much I wanted his fake pretentious love to be true....
Get a grip Ananya ! This guy broke your heart 3 freaking times, and your are still keeping hopes from him..? Is it your hobby to get heartbroken by Aayan every now and then
Don't let other person's behavior ruin your determination.... I remember Maa's words
I take a deep breath, yes I can't allow his behavior to bother me, It's better that I focus on my career rather than this hopeless man
I try to get up, but I am pushed back, as a long muscular arm is over my chest, I gasp looking at our sleeping position, he is sleeping on his stomach, and his long arms are stretched and one of them is over me, not to forget he is sleeping shirtless...
My heart began racing at this, his arm was over my breast and his palm is holding me by my shoulders, his fingers brushing my neck, I glance at him, he is in deep sleep, his hair messy, and stubble growing over his prominent jawline, this man is indeed handsome no wonder a heartbreaker for many including me...
I push his hand away and get up sighing angrily, because I had goosebumps all over my body because of him, I hate to see my body reacting to his touches...
I glance at him one last time, and sigh, he looks so cute when he sleeps, his pointed nose dug inside the pillow and his pink plump lips slightly ajar, he looks so innocent when he sleeps, but of course he is not this angelic when he is awake...
My eyes were roaming on his bare muscular back, his torso was lean, his arms perfectly toned with muscular cuts visible, His lower back...
Damn it...!
What are you doing Ananya... My mind scolded me..I immediately closed my eyes and took a sharp breath
Control Ananya, don't drool over him...
Before he wakes up, I must get out of this room, I quickly get down the bed, without glancing at him and walk inside the bathroom
Half n hour later...
I come out of washroom wearing a simple blue knee length dress, and my hair wrapped in towel, today is my first day at work...
I glance at the bed and he was not there, I sighed in relief, and removed the towel from my head and began towel drying my hair
After few minutes, I could hear Amayraa's giggling from the other room and Aayan's faint laughs and this brought smile on my face, Aayan always wakes her up by tickling her tummy, so that she doesn't wake up cranky or crying, he really loves her a lot...
Atleast there is someone who he loves I sighed and continued my work
After sometime, I comb my hair and my eyes land on the mangalsutra over the dressing table and tears fill my eyes
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I Will Never Be Yours
Romance'Love has the power to tender the broken, but self love has the power to change' Sequel to 'It was Always you' This is the story of Arjun's Beloved Princess Ananya and Jai's pride Aayan ! Ananya Thapar, A cute Bubbly girl, who believes in true lov...