Amore Tales (Short Stories)

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The terrace.

This was the only place where she would spend hours gazing at the city of Dehradun. The mountains, the trees the beautiful sky. Everything was known to her.

The beauty of this place only made her feel peace and despite of the chaos going on in this household, she could sense calmness.

Not caring about the fact that she was in the heavy bridal attire, she sat down on the floor of the terrace and sighed heavily. She never knew the day would turn out to be like this. She didn't know she would've to marry someone. That someone being the coldest person she'd even known, Kabir Singhania.

And now she was Nyla Kabir Singhania.

A clearing of throat made her head snap in the direction of the voice.

There in his full glory was standing Kabir Singhania. His midnight black hair gelled back into perfection with his dark orbs gazing directly to her.

Nyla had to turn her head a lot upwards seeing his 6'2 height compared to her 5'3. His posture was stiff with his hands crossed in his front. His lips were pressed in a thin line below his aristocratic nose and he had a straight face not displaying any kind of emotion. When does he ever shows?

"What?" She asked making him raise the corner of his eyebrow.

Currently she had a lot more to think about considering she was now married, to him and how she'd behaved with her father after a long, long time.

Kabir only forwarded his right hand in front of her which she took, placing hers on top of his and he instantly pulled her upwards from the ground resulting in her crashing to his chest. For the second time in a day.

"Owww." She again yelped rubbing her forehead.

He gently removed her hands from her forehead that was rubbing the spot and he frowned noticing the small swell on the corner of her forehead. It couldn't be possible because of the crash he had both of the times with her.

He grazed the spot lightly with his calloused fingers and she let out a small hiss when his fingers pressed the spot.

Taking her hand in his, he quickly lead the both of them inside the bungalow and he started going to the direction of west wing making Nyla frown. Her belongings and heart was in the east wing after all.

For now she kept her mouth closed and followed Kabir wherever he was taking her and her mouth slightly dropped open as she noticed it was his room he'd brought her.

His room was something she'd expected. With the dark walls, dark bedsheets and dark wallpaper, it was something that matched his personality according to Nyla.

He made her stand in the middle of the room, just in front of the bed and grazed at her swell again. This time Nyla didn't flinch. She was busy gazing at his dark orbs which she found herself drowning in.

His hands made their way to the attire she was wearing and he gently removed the veil she was carrying resulting her in just the skirt and her blouse.

Nyla gasped at his sudden movement.

"Kabir what-" She started, but he cut her off.