Queen 👑

NEW YORK

Manya's POV:

I was packing my luggage I mean I was packing a saree and Samar entered the room. He looks hell tired, his sleeves were rolled up hair was a complete mess, two or three buttons were open and giving a view of his chest. I was checking him out and came to reality when he asked,

" Are you going somewhere?" I was in complete shock by his question. " New York" I gave the simplest answer.

" Then why are you packing sarees?" He asked.
" Am I not supposed to wear a saree after marriage?" I questioned him back.

He chuckled and said," oh my wife! It's not necessary to wear a saree outside Udaipur.  You can wear whatever you want and we will be away from family and it's completely ok.".

I just nodded and went to pack my bag removing all sarees. I have two bags filled with western outfits which I used to wear before marriage.
After 1 hour I completed my packing and was ready to go to bed.

Today was my turn of sleeping on the bed. I was sitting in the bed and Samar was working on his laptop. I wanted to break the silence between us. I don't know why but I felt like speaking to him.

" Uhmm. Samar tomorrow I am going to take a window seat" he looked at me with amusement in his eyes.

" And what made you think that I will allow you to take a window seat?" Wow just wow, he didn't agree but we arguing over huh.

" Because I am your wife," I said with my heads up.

" Okay! Then first let's act as husband and wife" he said and closed his laptop looked at my face and smirked and slowly started to walk near the bed. I was scared 😨, he came near me. I could hear my heart beats at full speed. He came near me swiftly took the pillow beside me and went back to the couch.

OMG, this man gave me a mini heart attack.

" I don't know I am using a window seat. If you can't give then take your private jet." I said switched the light beside my bed.

" How do you know I own a private jet?" He questioned me back.

" Haha!! You are  SAMARJITH SINGH GAEKWAD  I just checked on google and got to know you own a private jet." I said.

" Oh! So you stalk on your husband?" I couldn't reply to this because I didn't have a comeback. Actually yes I was stalking Samar because I wanted to know about my husband 🤫." BTW I don't use a private jet until and unless it's an emergency. We have to save fuel" he said and both of us drifted to sleep.

Next day.

Samar's POV:

So it's decided that I and Manya are going to New York for 7 days. It's not at all honeymoon. I have loads of work to do and Manya has to attend sone medical conference. I was already and was waiting for Manya to come. Kunal is going to drop us at the airport.

Then I saw manya coming downstairs in green color salwar kameez and she was also wearing the dupatta, And carrying a backpack. I didn't know why she was carrying it. But as a fashion designer, I can think she was ruining fashion.😂

(Imagine a backpack with this)

Mom and Chachi looked at each other with amusement and we're very proud of manya. This girl knows how to steal hearts. We bid bye to everyone.

" I said right, you can wear whatever you want." I just asked Manya while we wear boarding our planes.
" I got my plans Samar." She said.

We have to travel from Udaipur to Delhi. Then from Delhi international airport, we have a direct flight to New York City.

We landed in Delhi and I heard Manya asking," how much longer we have to wait here?"
"1 hour" I replied and was walking towards the coffee shop.
" Okay! I have to use the washroom she said and left

I was waiting for her in a coffee shop. But the one returned from the washroom was not Manya. She changed her dress now she was wearing dark blue jeans with a white t-shirt matching it with pair of sneakers and wearing a backpack. Now I understood why she carried a backpack back then. Sorry wifey I doubted your sense of fashion. I said to myself.

I was short of words to describe her. She was looking beautiful when she was in saree or salwar or lehenga but today when I saw her in jeans, I thought she is perfect.
She has perfect curves, shapes. She was looking hot at the same time cute.

" How am I looking?" She asked me and I didn't know what to reply. I can't say everything I thought about her just a minute ago.

" Beautiful" I replied and she smiled wide showing her dimples.

We landed in NYC after 14 hours. It was a tiring journey. Manya was reading some books throughout the journey whereas I slept. She was the one reading book, she should have slept but slept instead. 😂😂

" Mr. and Mrs. Gaekwad, I asked the receptionist soon she handed a key which leads to our room."

" You booked only one room?" She asked.

Oh! I forgot to book a separate room for us.

" Sorry I think my secretary did this!" I apologized.

" No problem I thought of sleeping in the bed for the next 7 days but now once again we have to take our turns." She said and I was amused at her thinking.

Soon she freshened and had little food and drifted into a deep slumber.

But one thing was sure Manya is unpredictable it will take lots of time to understand her.

She fought with me for a window seat then wore Salwar while leaving the house just to respect my family and now she is sad for not able to sleep on the bed for 7 days. I don't know what I will learn about her by the end of this trip?
With these thoughts, I also drifted to sleep.

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Hey readers, I don't know how much you will like this chapter. I have back-to-back assignments internals. Sorry for the late update.
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