ABHIMAAN SINGH RATHOR
°The Devil°
the king of Rajasthan and king of mafia world and CEO of 'RATHOR EMPIRE '. 6'0tall heighted man , rude , Arrogant and a heartless man . A person who should not mess with he can get what he want he just have to se...
It was a beautiful sunny day, and the sun's rays were shining inside a room through the curtains. A couple were sleeping in each other's embrace, hugging each other at ten in the morning, but they were still lost in their dreamland.
" ABHIMAAN'S POV"
sun rays were falling on my face which caused me to break my sleep once I opened my eyes only to come in front of the beautiful view of my wife who was sleeping while having a cute Pout on her lips yesterday was the best day apart from getting married to her she also except my love I move my hand towards her face and place it on her cheeks while rubbing it softly which causes her to shift her towards me
" Iss " she winched in pain still sleeping did I go rough I placed my hand on her thighs and another one on her head massaging them which made her hiss in pain again while moving closer to me and ran her nose on my chest She did this when she feels relaxed but I have to wake her up
" Angel" I cooed to her but she hid her face in my chest
" Jaan wake up"
" Maan let me sleep pease ( please)" she said in her sleepy voice
" No, we have to go somewhere jaan" I said while she opened her eyes and rubbed them like a baby .
" Where," she said while I kissed her cheeks
" I will tell you but first get ready" I said while she found it difficult to sit so I picked her up and moved towards the bathroom
" Maan let me wear something" she said while wrapping the duvet around her
" You don't need clothes while taking a shower," I said while we moved inside the bathroom
