"Kartik!" Naira shouted at the top of her voice. She stared at her empty closet drawer angrily.
This man always knew how to get on her nerves.
"What happened sweetheart?" He asked, oh so innocently, that Naira wanted to punch him straight on his face.
"Where are my undergarments?" She asked folding her arms as she stood in her pink bathrobe.
"What sort of question is that Naira?" He rolled his eyes passing by her to reach his wardrobe. He pulled out a shirt and then black trousers and placed it on the bed.
"Kartik, Stop this. I need to get ready for college." She spoke her tone getting colder and words crisp.
Kartik smirked, walking towards her. "Say a sorry, first."
"I won't say a sorry. Because I am not sorry. And you better not waste my time cause otherwise you will be the one who is sorry."
"You lied, sweetheart! You don't tell your husband that you went out on a date with this guy who crushes over you." He snarled.
"It was a joke. You need to learn to understand jokes, Shukla-Ji. Not react by saying things like - You are not going to college." She scowled.
"You, sweetheart, always get on my nerves. You're the one who has to apologize."
"Darling, you wish. Now tell me where my undergarments are!" She hissed narrowing her eyes at him.
He scoffed, " you wish sweetheart!" Blowing a kiss in he air he turned to get dressed for the day.
Naira huffed in anger. She walked over to him and snatched his shirt. She quickly pulled apart two buttons.
"What the hell, Naira! Behave!" He scolded enraged at what she did.
"You wish. Last time I am asking where are my undergarments?"
"Aren't you wearing them?" He joked, before saying, "they are all wet drying outKartike. Try your luck." He gave her a devilish smile. "Or even better wear wet inners today." He whispered over her face, and winked.
If she was stubborn he wasn't less.
Naira stared at him angrily. She wouldn't let him get away. Not so easy. No way.
She stood thoughtfully looking at him pull out another shirt since she had pulled out the buttons of the previous, she smirked as an idea hit her. She walked over to him, and held his forearm causing him to turn around. "What!" He exclaimed rudely.
"I love you." She said, hiding her smirk. She pulled away the towel that was around his waist.
Latching her arms around his neck she kissed his lips. Not too deep, but just wet enough for him to lose his mind. Her hands moved over his torso. She broke apart purposefully taking long, deep audible breaths. He was clearly shocked. He wondered what turned her on, well, perhaps being shirtless did the trick.
She was nibbling at his neck. Her fingers raking through his hair tugging at him. Kartik dropped the shirt in his hand and snaked his arms around her. He pushed her over the bed, untying the knot of her robe's rope. She quickly rolled over him and bit him harder this time on his cheek.
"What the hell!" He growled. She quickly sucked the spot where she had bit him. She stared at the blemish, her perfect hickey for Mr.Annoying husband.
She got off him quickly. "Good luck with that hickey over your face," having said that, she dashed out of the room to her sister-in-law's room. In hope to get a hair dryer to dry her wet undergarments since she knew pretty well that her annoying husband would have hidden the dryer as well.
Kartik shouted her name, punching the pillow. He walked to the mirror and saw what his wife had done. Freaking annoying wife! How was he supposed to appear at the meeting with a love bite on his face. He hissed in anger. "Let her come back, tonight." He would show her how to give a hickey! Saying that he proceeded to call his manager to postpone the freaking meeting and do some paperwork today.
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