Meera hold nivaan hand walk towards car . Driver uncle open the door while seeing those two approach the car.
"nivaan please let me see your wounds " meera said while cupping his cheek.
"Meera what will you do after seeing those and once we reach home you can do whatever you want jaan now dont be stubborn ok " nivaan made meera sit beside him .
"let him die meera " meera innervoice of devil said
"no meera at least for the sake of humanity help him out " meera angle's innervoice replied.
"Ok last try if he refuse now you both will leave me alone "meera said to her innervoice .
"ok both reply "
Before i could say something our car stop at airport where his private jet is waiting for us.
Nivaan hold mine hand and then we both board the flight.
There all members of nivaan family was present as soon as they saw us they approach us.
" bhaiya and bhabhi. dont you guys take more than hour to reach airport what mischief were you guys doing " summer said by wiggling her brows.
"chup badmash ladki "
(shut up naughty girl)
beautiful aunty said"Baacha go change your clothes wear something comfortable "
Beautiful aunty said."Ok aunty"i said
What aunty ha. now please call me maa. as i am still young to be called aunty. Beautiful aunty said while flipping his hair.
"Abhi toh me jaawan hu 😜" angel sing this song.
All of us laugh out loud on this
Angel and summer accompanied me and they both provide me a salwar suit of red colour.
"i will trade anything for my short and shirt " i think but didn't voice out loud.
I made an face and then they both laugh out. Then
Angel grab my suit and pass me the crop top with some denim short .I grab those and hug her like she give me mine life back. Before she could think i went to washroom and change.
When i come out i free my hair from those bobby pin at holding up my hairstyle, and take a breath of relief but it doesn't last long as Nivaan was talking on the phone while sitting lazily on the bed without his shirt.
I looked at him his broad shoulder and his back is a masterpiece of art created by god and one could easily see his hardwork of gym.
His trouser was hanging low on hips and while talking he mess with his hair , he is surely a handsome man and one of the greek god. The magzine and the journalists does not do justice to but at his stomach there are bandaged which are shooked in blood.
Without looking at me he said
" take photo it might last long or jaan you just need to come here and then we can take our relationship on another level what say"
"How about i just punch on face, and i dont need a photo as i have seen better than this " i said while looking at him.
Within a second i was pinned at wall .
"who" nivaan said
He is having dark look, i feel scared but didn't want to show.
"Meera i said who are those"nivaan punched the wall just a inch from my face.
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Mr Perfect Weds Ms Tomboy
HumorMeera you are mine and only mine nobody can seprete you and me not even you get that in your preety head" said nivaan by entering my personal space ,i can feel his breath near my lips i can see the possessive ,anger and obsession and some unknown em...