Fancy

Kashvi

"I'm hurting, baby, I'm broken down. I need your loving, I need it now."

Kashvi was getting married. It was the night before her wedding and she was incredibly nervous. She wasn't sure if she was making the right decision. Agreeing to marry the man her parents had selected for her had seemed like the best option at the time but now that she knew the truth, it felt like a betrayal. How could she marry someone knowing that the love of her life reciprocated her feelings? But at the same time, it was far too late to back out. She would have to get married. But she wanted to see her lover one last time.

He had been expecting her. It was one of the many things she loved about him. He knew her better than she knew herself. But what else could be expected from her hunky piece of man-candy? 

"I think we should run away together." he said, in that husky voice she could listen to all day long. 
The idea was ever so tempting. But she simply couldn't. She had responsibilities. "I'm not taking no for an answer." he continued, before picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder effortlessly. Kashvi was too surprised to reply. He carried her out to his backyard, where a priest was waiting. He set her down, and Kashvi, still near swooning from the display of brute strength from her studmuffin, went through the ceremony without a single complaint. When it was done, she stared lovingly at the man, the sexy beast she would be spending the rest of her life with, Ayush Jagadeesh.