"Haath do...!" She sternly ordered me, breaking my trance.  I hold her hand and pulls her towards me and her face lands on my chest.

"Thik ho tum?" I asked, caressing her silky hair. She hummed with a cute frown.

"Kya hua, tum naraz ho mujhse?" I asked as her expressions are saying that she is angry with me.

"Tum mujhe room se nikal rahe ho?" She asked plainly.

"No...!"

"Toh phir woh sare dresses, shoes aur baki ki cheeje kiski hai mere wardrobe mein...?" She asked angrily.

"Tumhari...!" I answered.

"No...woh meri nhi hai, woh sari ki sari branded hai, ek dress kharidne ke liye bhi mere part time job ki char mahine ki salary chali jayegi...!" She said grumpily.

"Nope itne bhi costly nhi hai..!" I replied calmly but I don't why my eyes stucked on her lips which are looking so tempting.

"Tumhare liye nhi honge but mere liye hai, waise kiske liye hai so sari cheeje?" She asked, raising her eyebrows.

"Tumhare liye, dobara kisi se kuch bhi lene ki jaroorat nhi hai tumhe..!" I said and then brushed my lips on her forehead to compose my masculine hormones.

Haseena's POV ❤

He kissed my forehead again, probably trying to calm me down because he knew I didn't like his gifts.

"Kisi nhi meri best friend se liya maine aur main lungi jab mujhe zaroorat hogi...!" I said boldly, glaring into his eyes.

"Haseena...(I cuts of his words)"

"Listen..!! Hamare beech ke contract according tum sirf Jiya ke hospital ke bills ka kharcha pay karogo uske baad jab main tumhe tumhara baby de dungi uske baad contract khatm hone par tum mujhe baki ke paise doge aur nhi bhi doge toh mujhe fark nhi padega kyunki main apna aur apni behan ka kharch utha sakti hoon..isliye tumhe mere saath har raat bitane ke badle yeh sab mahenge gifts dene ki zaroorat nhi hai isliye apne yeh gifts apne paas rakho..mujhe nhi chahiye...!" I said angrily as my mind is still going through flashbacks of that video call but I didn't know I had unknowingly awakened  the beast inside him and before I could understand what I had done, I was caged between him and the bed.

"Anubhav...(I groans his name as he pinned my both hands above my head by his left hand)"

"Pehle hi bola hai don't you dare to talk like this with me..I already told you that you are my wife and if I am doing something for you it doesn't mean that I am paying for those beautiful moments...main bas tumhe khush karne ke liye yeh sab kar raha hoon...!"  He angrily confessed his feelings for me and my happiness, which flattered my heart.

"Really?" ( I taunted) tum yeh sab meri khushi ke liye kar rahe ho...?( I smiled sarcastically)  ya phir apne bacche ke liye...?" I asked tauntingly.

"Apne bacche ki maa ke liye...!" He replied, staring into my eyes.

Anubhav's POV 🖤

This stupid girl *sighs* doesn't think twice before pointing a finger at me. When she says that I bought those things to pay for our consummation night my anger crossed it limit and I pushed her on the bed and quickly caged her, pinning her hands above her head but   I didn't know when I got drowned in those deep brown eyes of hers which were mesmerizing me.

She taunted me but I didn't get her taunted because I am already immersed in her eyes but my tongue answered her question and she looked into my eyes deeply.

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