..ओ लम्मिया लम्मिया वतन ते वतन दे विच तू
मैं तां चव्हाण मेरा परछावा बन जे तू..this chapter contain 18+ scenes so if you are uncomfortable then you may skip them.
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As they reach france and went towards their room to take some rest after a long journey.
Kiara remove the curtains and admiring the view, "how beautiful this view is like we are in heaven."
vivaan remove his coat, placing it on bed and take his steps towards her, "yeah is it beautiful but not more than my wife.", hugging her from behind.
and she blush on his statement.
"okay its already night time, take some rest we have to visit some places tomorrow.", placing a soft kiss on her cheeks.
and nodded her head, she lay on bed and draped herself with blanket.
he smile looking at her, lay beside her and cuddling her.
the next morning, they went to visit nearby areas while walking and holding each others hand.
"ice-cream vivaan.", pointing towards a ice-cream palour.
he move inside and bring two ice creams.
a girl near age seven reached towards them and said, "elle est si jolie, tu dois avoir de la chance de l'avoir.", giggling.
(she is so pretty, you must be lucky having her.)
kiara look at her and chuckled, not understand what she said but looking cute when she giggled.
he patted her head and replied, "oui je le suis, je l'aime tellement." with a shy smile.
(yes i am, i love her so much.)
as the little girl left, kiara asked, "what was she saying vivaan?", holding her ice-cream.
"she was saying that, i'm handsome and you must he lucky having me.", looking at her with a smile.
and she hummed in reply and visit nearby places.
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as vivaan entered the room after attending the call.
he was surprised and shocked looking his wife as the moonlight entering throw window.
lights are off and candles are burning in every corner with rose patels on ground.
after looking a half empty drinks placed on table, he understand what is going on.
kiara is laying on bed wearing a pair of dark red silk shorts with shirt.
and seeing him, she take her steps towards him and roam her fingers on his face in a seductive way.
he close his eyes and hold her hand, "what are you doing, kiara?", looking her.
looking into his eyes, she replied, "vahi joh pehle karna chahiye tha." with a smirk.
"Y-you don't know what are you d-doing bachaa.", stuttering as he don't want to take her advantages when she is drunk.
and on the other side she is doing this purposly.
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