My loveless marriage

Part 63

***Naina's P. O. V***

Waiting at the airport terminal, I tried to stay calm. But I couldn't. Abhi's flight was gonna land any minute now, and I'd be telling him about Anand. My insides were churning with anticipation, and my heart was thudding with excitement. All I wanted to do in that moment was wrap my arms around Abhi - it somehow felt safer in his arms!!

The paparazzi around me were all talking and clicking my pictures, but I tried to ignore it. I was here to pick up my man, and no amount of press should make me nervous.

And then I saw him - tall and handsome, with his bearded jaw set, dressed in a grey three-piece suite, and pink tie, with a crisp white shirt - my handsome husband.

His hair silky hair was ruffled making him look sexier than ever, and his eyes.. they were hidden behind a pair of black glasses. As the paparazzi turned their attention to him, clicking away madly, he looked unabashed, and almost as if there was no paparazzi around!!

He looked around, his eyes landing on me probably, because he made a tiny nod and made his way towards me.

My breath hitched in my throat as he walked towards me - that walk of command, and purpose. He somehow reminded me of dadaji and I gazed at him in awe.

But standing in front of me, he took hold of my hand, as though leading me out of the airport. Stunned, and feeling rather dazed, I walked, my brain shattering into a million pieces as he twined his fingers with mine.

"Mrs. Singhania.." I heard someone from the paparazzi trail off and blood rose to my cheeks. I was Mrs. Singhania... I was Abhimanyu Singhania's wife!! And a sense of pride rose in me.

Tightening my grip on his hand, I walked, with my head held high. My husband loved me, and today I would tell him the truth. He would be angry, disappointed, but I knew, he would understand! He loved me and he would forgive me.

As Abhi put his bag inside the car, I got into the driver's seat, and he got into the passenger seat, and I drove on, towards the mansion. I didn't look at him, my mind planning on the scenario of how best to tell him.

But..

"Stop the car" Abhi said in a commanding voice, making me jump.

Parking the car to one side, I looked around - we were at the highway from the airport, still a long way away from home. 

I turned my questioning gaze to Abhi, who removed his glasses and looked at me, with a blank expression on his face. Then, all of a sudden, he moved forward, wrapping his arms around me, and placing his lips on mine.

I just sat there still as a statue, trying to get my head around at what was happening, whilst Abhi's lips moved vigorously over mine, like as though he was starving and my lips were his meal!

He nipped, sucked on and licked my lips in leisure, before the kiss turned soft and he turned to pecking my lips.

Finally he let go off of me, sitting straight on his seat and clearing his throat.

But I still sat there, not knowing what to do, or where I was, or indeed, who I was!!

I blinked, my lips tingling at the aftermath of the kiss, and slowly, very slowly, lifted my fingers to my lips - they were still tingling, and slowly, blood rose to my cheeks.

I'd never felt a kiss so powerful... so full of emotion.. so raw, yet so.. tender!! So vigorous, yet so sensuous!

"Um..." Abhi trailed off, whilst I still touched my fingers to my lips, my heart thudding at double it's usual speed. It suddenly felt very very warm, and I quickly blasted the AC to full speed.