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Thud..!" A slap landed on Anubhav's right cheek as he claimed her as his wife again, not so surprising to him as he knew she would do this. He looked at her, clenching his jaw to control himself but her next move made him lose his control on his anger.
She angrily slapped him and then tore off her midi sleeve and said
Haseena(angrily)-lo ab karo apni desire puri but yaad rahe ..I..I am not your wife and our child will also be illegitimate child like me....(She felt a thousand needles prick her heart as she addressed her first child as illegitimate, her mind numb for that moment to the thought that her child would hate her for abandoning them).
Anubhav's anger crossed limits on hearing illegitimate words for his child; He angrily grabbed her waist, hitching her breath and pressed his lips on hers.
She tries to break the kiss but his grip on her waist and his tongue inside her mouth are not letting her go.
She tries hard but he twists her behind her back, pulling her more into the kiss.
Haseena's POV ❤
"Mmmmm...!" I moan into his mouth as he starts chewing my lips to calm his anger, maybe my words hurt him but why? I was telling the truth, the bitter truth.
He freed my hands and before my hands pushed him, he untied my back knot of midi and stripped it off, leaving my upper body naked, only in my brassiere.
I tried to cover myself, but he grabbed my hand and broke the kiss.
"Mera haath chhodo...!" I said trying to free my hands from his grip.
"No..ab tum apni baaton se pichhe nhi hat sakti...!" He said plainly, sliding my brassiere strap from my shoulder, which chocked my breath.
"Anubhav..!" I moans his name because bite my shoulder, leaving his mark.
"Yess wifey...!" He whispered in his deep husky voice, brushing his lips on my earlobe , which send shivers to my spine.
"Main...(he gives a peck my lips) kya..(he again peck my lips) tum kar kya rahe ho...!" Finally I asked my question.
"Thappad nhi mara tumne wifey...!" he said instead of answering with a smirk.
"Haath chhodo phir batati hoon...!" I replied boldly, glaring into his eyes. He smirks at me and lets go of my hands but before releasing my hands he unbuckles my inner strap, forcing me to cover myself with my hands.
"Lo haath bhi free hai aur tum bhi...maro ab thappad...!" He said calmly, sitting on the couch with crossed legs.
"Tumhe kya lagta hai tum yeh sab karke bach jaoge...bilkul nhi main abhi change karke aayi phir batati hoon tumhe...!" I warned him angrily and headed towards the closet but my bad luck he had already locked it with remote and I didn't know the password... yes our closet door is password protected I don't know why but it is and without his or my permission no one can enter inside it, except Aditya.
"Anubhav open the door..!" I yells angrily.
"Tumne abhi toh bola tha tumhe woh sare clothes nhi chahiye phir kyu jana hai andar..?" He asked to irritated me.
"Mere kapde bhi hai andar...!" I replied angrily.
"You want..I'll open the door but pay for it first...!" I looked at him confused as I didn't understand what he wanted or why he said that as he has everything .
"Kya chahiye tumhe..?" I asked suspiciously raising his eyebrows as I could clearly see the lust in his eyes.
"ek raat ke badle maine tumhe itne saare gifts diye..according to you (he added tauntingly) then spend a night with me again (he gets from the couch) I'll open the door....but you can't accept gifts from me (he made a fake sad face)..kyunki tumhare according toh sab kuch tumhari kimat lagata hoon main...ab kya kare..!" He pouted with fake concern for me, walking towards me.
"Main sab samjh rahi hoon isliye jyada natak mat karo aur door khol do....!" I said angrily, trying to cover myself while walking backwards but soon my legs touched the egde of bed.
"Aise kaise..duniya mein har cheej ki kimat hoti hai, tum kimat do main Door khol dunga...!" He grabbed my waist before I fell on bed.
"Tumhare liye toh sach mein har cheej ki kimat hoti hai...tabhi toh tumne meri kimat bhi laga di, girlfriend hote huye bhi...!" I taunted him.
"No wifey..I'm only yours, I didn't have any girlfriend (my eyes widen in surprise) Actually I hate women but you... you are special... very special because after meeting you I felt something New feeling inside me...I only wanted you..only you at any cost..that's why I paid the price to have you as my wife...!" He expressed his feelings for me. Which left me speechless because I can't believe he said he's only mine.
"Sach mein...?" I asked, trying to believe my fate, which always takes away my happiness from me. He nods yes.
"Phir woh ladki kaun thi jisne us din tumhe kiss kiya?" I asked with heavy heart.
"Kaun?" He asked.
"Jab tum Germany mein the..Adi tumhe phone dene aaya tha...tab call par main thi aur maine dekha use tumse chipak kar kiss karte huye...!" I said gloomily.
"Woh...she was my fiancee (ouch..something pierced my heart) ex fiancee...mere Dad ne meri engagment kar di thi..but after meeting you I call off that relation..!" He said calmly, tucking my free hair strands behind my ears.
"Toh woh us din tumhare saath kya kar rahi thi?" I asked like a wife who does not like to see her husband with other women.
"Shaadi karna chahti hai woh mujhse isliye bas seduce karne ka try kar rahi thi...!"
"Usne tumhe lip kiss kiya?" I asked angrily at the thought that her ex had kissed her.
"You are my first and last... I hate women especially those who love money...!" He said angrily, gritting his teeth.
"Maine bhi toh tumse contract sirf paiso ke liye kiya hai..!" I asked questioningly to know that he also hates me.
"No...tumne jo kiya apni sister ke liye kiya...!" He said calmly.
"Tumne kis liye yeh shaadi ki?" I asked.
"Bol na...I want you...!" He answered.
"Par contract mein toh kuch aur reason likha hai aur past two months se tum bhi wahi bol rahe ho ki tumhe sirf mujhse apna Heir chahiye phir ab kya hua?" I asked, raising my brows.
"I..I couldn't tell you everything because I didn't want you to stuck you with me...bas itna jaan lo maine ab tak jo bhi kaha hai woh sab sach hai...aur woh contract bhi..." Not again (I rolls my eyes)...he again confused me as usual.
"Anubhav...(he cuts off my words and says) Mujhe samjhne gayi toh khud uljh kar rah jaogi isliye try mat karo..!" He said and pressed his lips deeply on my forehead, taking my stress away for minutes.
"Door open kar do...!" I said innocently.
"What...?" I gesture towards my midi through my eyes I thought maybe he would take some pity on me but I was wrong..he released my waist such that I fell on the bed and he pounced on me like a lion .
"I told you...I can't resist my hormones...!" He said frankly and attacked on my collarbone, kissing, biting and sucking my skin. My hands make their way into his hair and soon we are in our birth suits inside the comforter.
"Fuck...!" He groans as I leave my mark on his abs, taking my revenge for what his did. He looks at me with pity eyes but I was in no mood to stop my torture because last night he teased me and now it's my turn so I just starts marking him as mine.
"Haseena don't tease me...!" He tries to threat me but I didn't pay any heed to his warning and bite his mole on the neck.
"Door khol dete toh bach jate tum ab bhugto Mr. Anubhav Singh...!" I said teasingly but my bad luck he grabbed my waist and flipped our position. Now I am between him and the bed. He interlocked our hands with each other's and winked at me and...in just few second he make me scream his name at the top of my lungs.
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Anubhav's POV
The sun rays fall on my face through the glass windows, which disturbs my sleep. I opened my eyes and found the most beautiful sight before my eyes. My wife is sleeping with me with her mouth partially open and her arms wrapped around my waist while legs are crossed mine in short I am locked by her. I don't know why she like to sleep like this but because of her it become my habit to sleep like this but jo bhi ho she is looking damn cute....
Wait...I called her cute and yesterday I expressed my feelings (surprisingly) I can't...I can't express my feelings because I'm an apathetic...that meant Adi was right...She is the one who can develop feelings in me or she has already did it and I don't even realise.
Haseena...yes she is one who developed feelings inside me, inside an apathetic.
Yes, I married her because after our second meeting, which was definitely a co-incident, for the first time I heard my heartbeat in the noise of her college campus.
(Flashback ka wait mat karo..writer dene wali nhi hai😒)
"Anubhav...!" She moans my name but I ain't done nothing to her yet.
"Kya hua?" I asked with concern.
"Mat karo na...gudgudi hoti hai mujhe..!" She said with a smile in her sleep.
"Par maine kiya kya?" I asked because mujhe abhi tak nhi pata Maine kya kiya.
"Umm...(she blushed in her sleep) mat karo..gudgudi rahi hai...!" She shrugged her shoulders.
I slide the comforter from her to see why she is blushing and saying to stop me and I got surprised to see that her phone is vibrating on other side which maybe giving her tickling sensation on her back.
"Kya kar rahe ho...!" She angrily pulled the comforter over her, shooting daggers through her eyes. "Kal shaam se lekar shubh char baje tak romance kiya hai...abhi bhi man nhi bhara tumhara...!" She shouts at me again without listening to my explanation.
"I..I...dekho tum nhi thake iska matlab yeh nhi ki main bhi nhi thaki....I am tired now..ab jo bhi karna hai raat mein usse pehle haath lagaya toh main rone lagungi...!" She warns me again without listening me.
"Tumhara phone vibrate ho raha hai...!" I said plainly.
"Phone...(she looks at me) time kya hua hai?" She asked.
"Nine thirty....!" I replied and in next second my ears got rest in peace because of her loud scream.
"Aaj mera test tha...(she threw the comforter in my face, got off the bed).
Damm..she is looking hot in my black shirt. Fuck !... I want morning session with her right now... No..I mentally slapped myself for lusting over my wife who is already late for her college because of me and Now I want one more round. Anubhav control yourself for now because if she comes to know of your dirty thoughts then she will kill you.
And why am I scared of her, I am Anubhav Singh...the king of mafia, why am I scared of my baby wife.
(Kya pehle hi bola tha idhar ka Anubhav soch se pare jayega..😒)
Because she is your wife stupid, she is Mrs. Haseena Anubhav Singh, The Queen of your heart..!" ❤
POV ends.
To be continued.....
Upcoming- Her New Professor
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