#2 IN HIS SERIES
𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞
The elder son of the Rathore family and the future King of Rajasthan, he was cold, arrogant, and short-tempered. He wasn't ready for any commitments until he found his lost sister, but then she...
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I can look at MY WIFE , without even blinking my eyes for the rest of my life.
But she doesn't need to know about that,For now.
So I stopped my 'Biwi Staring Contest' and instead looked at my watch and it showed 5 in the morning.
I need to start my day.
I sighed and got up from the chair and placed it back on it's original position. I looked at her face.
How calm and beautiful. My Chanda.
I looked at her for sometime and was about to leave when something caught my eyes.
Something small, delicate and shining.
I went towards it. It was my wife's waistband, which had been teasing me from the start, and have been making me crazy from the moment I noticed it on her milky white waist. It had unhooked and fallen off her body. And it's my chance to take it.
If I can't get close to her then this thing have no right to get close with My Wife.
I bended and placed a small feather like kiss on her forehead and said in my most soft tone
" Goodmorning Chanda, thankyou for coming into my life " and then I left from there.
♡
It's was now about eight in the morning. I have already took a bath and changed into fresh clothes. And I'm getting ready in a fast pace because I'm excited to see my wife on her first day after marriage.
I know I may sound like a creep to you all, but do I care? no, A big fucking no.
After one full night staring at her I'm sure that she loves her sleep, and that's why I'm waiting like a fool for her to get up and get ready for her day. And all my wait was worth when I saw my biwi looking like a goddess in that red silk saree. She's always gorgeous, but when she wears saree I think she becomes sexy. Even though any part of her body is not exposed more than necessary.
