Ravaging Bonds✔️

C H A P T E R 7

Read the author's note at last.

"Siya?" vivaan called out from the dining room. It was 9 in the morning. It was late too late for him. For a man like him who wakes up at the crack of dawn. He didn't even know how he slept so late. Maybe because the sleep he had for a week in his parent's mansion wasn't good. It was incomplete.

Siya walked out of the kitchen and found her husband standing in the middle of the dining room. He was dressed in his work clothes already. Vivaan looked at her and smiled a bit. She was cooking. It was clear from her face. Her hair tied in a bun. Her face a bit sweaty and tainted with flour. Her sari tucked at her waist.

"You are ready?" she asked walking towards him. She wiped her hands on her sari and raised it to his tie to fix it. It was her work to fix the crooked tie. "Aish wife why are you making your sari dirty?" he said scrunching up his eyebrows at the sight of her sari being dirty with the flour. Siya chuckled and patted his chest before moving back.

"So where will I wipe it? I will be staying at home vivaan it doesn't matter." Vivaan shook his head in disbelief.

"You sit down let me serve you the hot breakfast."

"Did others eat?" vivaan asked sitting down. Siya hummed as she took hold of a glass and jug of water. "Yeah you were pretty late today but seeing you soundly sleep I didn't wake you up. Ayansh arushi and aryan have already left. Simran is in the library."

She poured the water in the glass and placed it in front of him. "Did you eat?"

"No, I will eat after you leave for office."

Vivaan tsked in disappointment and saw his wife walking into the kitchen. He followed her into the kitchen. "The food will be cold by then."

"Vivaan why are you here. You suit will become dirty and no problem in eating cold food."

Vivaan sighed. There's no point in arguing with her. He looked around and spotted a barstool. He pulled it to him and sat near the counter. He pulled and plate from the rack and kept it in front of him. "serve me."

Siya looked at him weirdly but said nothing. She quickly dished out the curry on his plate. She took the paratha she was making and served it hot on his plate and carried on making dough balls for the other parathas. Vivaan tore the paratha into pieces and blowed air on it to make it cool a bit. "Siya?" he then called out. Siya looked at him from where she was making the parathas.

Vivaan forwarded a piece of paratha along with the curry towards her. "Vivaan, you eat. I will eat later." Vivaan made a disapproving sound at the back of his throat. "We can eat together siya. You don't have to eat the cold food...which I know you will."

He said. Siya sighed, her eyes trained on his hand which is forwarded in her direction. She reluctantly leaned forwarded opening her mouth and taking in the food. Vivaan smiled a bit and ate the next bite himself.

Like this they ate their breakfast. Both were content. Siya could serve him hot breakfast and vivaan made sure siya ate the hot breakfast. "Now go to office. You are already very late." Siya said in a hurry pushing a glass of water towards him. Vivaan gulped down the water and instinctively held the end of her sari and wiped his mouth in it.

"You are no less than a kid." Siya said. Vivaan gave her a smile. He walked towards and cupped her face. He leaned down to her face and softly placed his lips on her forehead. He pecked her forehead thrice and then moved back. Siya smiled seeing his affection. When he felt like giving affection he will shower you with love and care and when he will feel like closing off he will be like a robot.