The Devil and I

14.

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Abhiman's POV

Mrs. Noor Abhiman Singh Chauhan is going to be the death of me. She is bane of my existence. Here I am sitting in my car backseat with my wife trying to read a book which I clearly cannot.

Last month was really difficult after her date night stunt. Like how could she look so innocent and do these tactful tactics on me?
Whenever I am near her, I'm sure that something bad is about to happen. Her personalilty is chaos.
She is chaotic.

When I saw her in that beautiful lehenga of hers, walking down to me, it felt like an angel was stepping into devil's hell which is going to bring misery to both of us.

Her soft sobs brought me back to consciousness. She has been crying since we stepped inside my car. Thankgod to her veil I can't see her tears or I don't know what I'ld have done-

Wait why I'ld have done something?
I don't care. I've become a walking corpse, I don't have any space to care. Cry all you want little wife, you're nothing but just a trophy wife for me who I'll treat as my possession.

Whole ride back to home when I was reading my book, I was mentally preparing myself.

Preparing to stay away from this black magic girl who seems to have ahold on everyone in my family and sometime me too.
I'm not going to treat her badly because first of all she doesn't deserve it, she is my queen. I'll respect her and give her space and everything but I will never ever treat her as my wife. She'll have no claim or authority on me.

She is just a trophy which I got from my parents. She'll stay in a special corner like one of my other trophies' and all the people visiting by will be amused to see my trophy- I mean her.

We reached home and went inside as everyone was waiting for gruh pravesh. After gruh pravesh, I directly I went upstairs, to ready my wife's room. What does she think? She'll sleep in my room? My bed? Huh never. I'll give her a nice room here in which she'll stay and will never disturb me again, I hope.

I made all the necessary placements and replacements in her room and went back to mine only to witness a horrific scene in front of me.

What the fuck is Ansh doing here? With my wife?

"- and will not go out from this house without my permission-" he was saying something when I went near him and pulled his ear tightly.
He screamed in pain and said that he was just pranking his bhabhi.
Hearing about the prank, I pulled his ear more tightly and shouted on him.

How dare he come inside my room without my permission? Doesn't he know the consequences to cross his limit? I don't like anyone invading my privacy so nobody except maa used to come in my room. And he pranked my wife? Seriously who does he think he is? I'll show him in office tomorrow, won't give him any rest, huh.

He exited our room in hurry and i was fuming in ager until I saw her again standing near the couch. She looked so small in front of me. Yes she was with me by my side for like 5 hours now but I didn't ogle her like I was doing right now. I noticed how her shoulders were stiff with nervousness, how her waist chain was tied up near her small waist,
- now all I want to do is bring her closer by pulling her wait chain and-
shut up Abhiman.

I noticed her face was still covered with veil, oh right muh dikhai. I went closer and pulled her veil up and to tell her about her room.

As soon as I lifted her veil up, my heart did a backflip. Why... why is she affecting me?? Her hazel eyes now red due to tears and oh my god, that nose ring of hers. Her nose was red maybe due to crying and cheeks flushed for some reason.