Ishqiya

6.

The next morning Adriti woke up
with the speed of light. Quickly took a shower, clad in a heavy red saree and dashed outside of her room after getting ready like a newlywed would. Before her marriage, her mother had given her a long lecture on ethics and the way she would behave in her new home to not embarrass herself and her mother.

Since she was accustomed to every corner of the mansion, she quickly entered the kitchen and started the ritual of the pehli rasoi, because she didn't want to enrage the lady Hitler aka dadi. She tucked her free-end pallu in the side of her waist and worked at jet speed.

She wasn't a great chef and could do minimum cooking. But after the wedding bomb was thrown on her, her mother partially forced herself to learn full cooking. And so she prepared a variety of authentic Marwari dishes from the list her mother whatsapp her.

"yeh sab accha toh lag raha hai na mumma?", she questioned her mother who was on the video call with her

"dekhe meh toh accha lag raha hai, bas khane meh bhi accha hi ho", she remarked and Adriti stared at her twisting her lips. "kya yaar mumma, kabhi toh appreciate kar liya Karo mujhe", she whined

"chal abhi ja ja, apna huliya thik kar le, sab aate hi hoge", her mother said and disconnected the call

Adriti quickly made her way towards her room and opened the door. The bed was empty and running water was heard from the bathroom. He's up, she thought and stood in front of the vanity mirror.

She combed her hands through her hair and made her appearance presentable. She straightened her mangalsutra and smiled at her reflection.

Muscular hands snaked around her bare waist and she was pressed into a naked torso. Samrat stood behind her, freshly out of the shower just in his sweatpants, water dripping his hair. His scent intoxicated her scenes and she felt lost.

"Good morning biwi", he whispered in his deep husky voice and she felt her knees going jelly

She gulped hard as his chest felt warm on her exposed back, her eyes involuntarily closed and she felt her breath stuck in her throat. Her body suddenly felt hot.

"Kal toh suhagraat ke liye itna excited thi, aur aaj itna Sharma rhi ho, yeh toh galat baat hai", he teased rubbing his cheek on her and resting his chin on her shoulder.

He inhaled her scent and she she bit her lips fighting back the blush threatening to form on her cheeks.

"Fuck", he cursed, not being able to control himself any further, he swiftly turned her around and slammed his lips on her eating her raw

Adriti's head rolled back in pleasure, and her hand shelf on his shoulder for support while he tightened his grip on her. His hands roamed freely on her waist and back exploring her.

After what felt like hours, she tapped on his shoulder,"nashte ke liye der ho jayegi, sab intazar kar rhe hoge", she whispered against his lips

He withdrawled his lips groaning. She chuckled at his sulking face and quickly ran outside before he could pounce on her again.

She started at her reflection in the glass and her eyes widened looking at her smudged lipstick and swollen lips. With the free end of her saree, she corrected it and walked downstairs nearing the dining area.

Everyone was already present there, she wished them good morning with a smile and bowed to touch the elder's feet. Everyone blessed her while Dadi looked at her with a squinting gaze.

Adriti helped the maids in bringing the breakfast and soon Samrat joined them too. She served them breakfast and waited patiently for the review.

Hey bhagwan ji issbar please bacha Lena, nhi toh yeh lady Hitler mujhe hi tave per fry karke kha jayegi, aur dakar bhi nhi legi. pakka vala promise, iss somwar ko 101 nariyal chadahungi. She mentally prayed