Hukum's Wife

31🥀 - Aaditya's love affair

Hii lovelies just out of curiosity I wanted to know are there any males reading this book too!! I really want to know ya sirf hum ladkiyan hi delusions mein hai🙃

....Also I have a complaint- mene itni books dekhli with lesser views jinme itte votes, I am not forcing anyone to vote but agar views 1k hai matlab itni achi toh hogi ki atleast 500 log hi vote karde which literally half! genuinely bura lagta hai bhai. Kya matlab hai itne efforts karke har chapter likhne ka jab votes 1/10 se kam hai!

Mere perspective se bhi toh socho!!😢😭😭 Anyways happy reading!

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Aaditya's pov-

Amber rays hit us lighting up the room. I adjust my eyes to the light and look around. My wife snuggled into me, her lips in a pout, They're so fluffy and ...no I kissed her enough yesterday, had her panting for breath in my arms. 

'Get a hold of Your self Aaditya' -I tell myself. Her hand is on my midriff, right below my chest. I hope she cannot sense how fast my heartbeats are right now.
My gaze follows the dark red patch on her nape. The mark I made.
A proud smile makes it's way on my face I marked her mine.

I try to get out of the bed without waking her up, but as soon as I step down she wakes up. She sits on the bed and straightens up herself.
Her hands make a fist as she rubs her eyes to adjust them to the lightening and yawn, stretching out herself
A chuckle leaves me seeing her This way and her head jolts in my direction When she hears me chuckle. Her face slowly turns red as embarrassment takes over. I make a poker face as soon as she looks at me. I remember the scenes from yesterday. I look her in the eyes and she looks back! My gaze falls on her neck, where I gave her a hickey, her gaze follows mine and she quickly covers it up with her braid. I smirk and she gets up from the bed.
"Good morning hukum"

"Veryy good morning"
She blushes at my teasing comment and I slowly head towards the bathroom.
I take a bath and get dressed and wait for her to come so that we can have our breakfast. Till then I busy myself in reading the scrolls and finish my other works.

I hear her anklets jingle as she steps out of the dressing room, donned in an orange attire, holding a towel drying her damp hair.

Her hair are long, luscious, flowing down till her back. A few strands hanging low. She looks at me and passes a smile.
She looks breathtaking!
I ask the maids to set the table as she joins me. We sit on the couch, my eyes never leave her, observing her each and every move. She steals glances at me while fixing her hair which are still open and a little damp.