Future Ex-Fiancée ||Virat Kohli AU Fanfiction||

The Surprise

Flashback ~

To be honest, I was quite tired when I entered virat's bedroom. But when I saw virat's over excited face I couldn't help but smile back at him. I was amused.

This guy have way too much stamina.

Before he could say anything I motioned him that I was going to the washroom to washup.

I stripped down the heavy sari. Cold air hit me when I was just in my bra and panty. When I saw my reflection in the mirror I sighed, I had to remove my makeup but the micellar water was on the vanity. I had no other option but ask my husband.

The moment I turned went for the door knob and peaked out my head, I couldn't help but chuckle looking at virat's pouty face staring into his iPhone.

My small laugh seem to gain his attention as his eyes met mine.

"I need you to hand me the micellar water bottle." His brow croaked at me as I eyed at the vanity then back at him. "It's there near the perfume." I mouthed a please and found him smirking at me and uh-oh I know his naughty mind had started to run wild.

Finally he got up and went near the vanity, I shivered when he walked near me. Putting his hand in front of me he showed me the bottle. The smile on my face started to fade away when I took it from his hands, knowing he wasn't upto any naughtiness.

"Is this it butterfly?" I nodded looking down but when I raised my eyes and found his starting at me.

"Or do you want me to help you?" I blinked. Before I could say anything, he quickly grabbed my hand and pushed me inside inviting himself in.

A loud squeal left my lips when he took hold of my hips and picked me just to land me on the platform, my back facing the mirror. Virat chuckled when I pressed my legs together refusing his intensions. Another breath exhaled when his warm palms started caressing my thighs.

"Let me, baby." Virat's eyes held some kind of glimmer which I had never seen before, as of he was about to do something naughty. I got lost in those eyes and he got a chance to part my legs to get closer.

"That's better, now guide me." He brought his face so close to me, I caught his scent. It was fresh and inviting. When his finger touched my cheek, my trance broke.

"Asmi?" My eyes closed as I smiled at myself. Shaking my head I handed him the cotton pads and told him what to do.

With almost no pressure virat started wiping the makeup off my face. I rolled my eyes at him, "I can do it myself you know?"

"I know but this is fun and I get to make you blush." I almost laughed at how true it was.

"Why you like to make me blush Mr. Kohli?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Because you look damn beautiful that way." I blushed more at it. And it amused me the way virat did his job, gently and skillfully.

Soonafter I wasn't conscious for the fact that I was almost naked in front of the man. My eyes followed his every movement and when he was done a smug smile of victory had plastered his face.

"There's my beautiful bride." He knew I didn't like to do much of make up and I knew he liked me more without it.

Just like he always said, you don't need it.