ISHQ MEIN TERE ✔️

|~NINETEEN~|

ANUBHAV

"Aapne ek ladki par haath uthaya? Use molest kiya?" My dear wife questioned, her gleaming eyes piercing into me like a hungry tigress, all thanks to that insufferable woman and the meddlesome media.

"Haath nahi uthaya jaan.. woh mujhe seduce karne ki koshish kar rahi thi, isliye thoda lag gaya use...!" I responded with an innocent façade. This lie held some truth too, that wretched Miss Roy had attempted to seduce me before, but at that time, she hadn't employed this media circus. I had no clue what was going on in her mind this time.

"Par News toh kuch aur keh rahi hai?" Her perfectly arched right eyebrow raised suspiciously. "Media ko tum jante hi ho.. til ka tadka bana deti hai aur woh tumhari jaankari ke liye batade woh ladki ek bade businessman ki beti hai,  ab batao use job ki kya jaroorat hogi? Woh bas hamara naam kharab karne ke liye yeh sab kar rahi hai...!" I explained, offering her a version of the truth, omitting Roy's name to minimize any potential risk. If she could remember even a pinch of information about them, she would definitely connect the dots.

"Thik hai, maana sab par aapne us par haath kyu uthaya? Security ko bula kar bahar nikal dete ya aap hi media mein yeh baat bata dete?" She questioned again.

"Woh hume kiss karne ja rahi thi, dhakka diya bas, aur uski wajah se woh floor par giri. Haath nahi uthaya tha humne, aur media mein hum yeh baat bolte toh uske Papa hum par defamation ka case kar dete ki hum jhooth bol rahe hain.. tum nahi janti unhe." I explained, trying to cool her anger.

"Hmm...waise Sach mein usne aapko seduce karne ki koshish ki?" Her brows arched questioningly.

"Kyun hum itne handsome nhi hai ki koi ladki hume seduce kare?" I flirted, attempting to change our mood, especially hers.

"Hain par...(she took a long pause) khair shakal par nhi likha hota na ki dimaag kitna hai insaan ke andar...!" She taunted me, wearing the most innocent face.

"Bataye kitna dimaag hai hamare andar aur kya kya bhara hai uske andar?" I smirked, closing the gap between us, my lips inches away from hers because her innocent face made it hard for me to control.

"Anubhav...!" I heard her soft voice, enticing me to explore more.

"Kya abhi toh raat ho chuki hai..!" I teased, my voice husky, as I gently brushed my lips against hers.

HASEENA ❤

And a current ran down through me. I gently lifted my eyelashes to look into his desired eyes. "You know, Haseena, I can't resist now...!" He whispered, and our lips met for a passionate kiss. He held my waist, pulling me more into the kiss, while my hands moved to his collar, gripping it tightly as his action are clearly announcing that today night going very long for me.

"Mmm..." He elicited a soft moan from me as his hand sensually rubbed my bare back, pulling me deeper into the kiss. Before I could steady myself by gripping his shoulders, he delicately ended the kiss, leaving me yearning for more. I desired to take charge, to dominate him like the romantic leads in my beloved books, but my husband, Anubhav, was more of a soft romantic, distinct from the fictional characters I often read about.

Don't judge me..!! I am a bit old-school, a soft romance enthusiast, yet those books sometimes set my expectations so high that finding a real-life match becomes a challenge.

I know that Anubhav is a good person, a loving husband, but my desire to explore more with him lingers. Despite being too shy to express my desires, one day I will open up because now he is my husband, and if I can't share my feelings with him, then with whom? I'll also encourage him to share his feelings, ensuring he doesn't seek fulfillment elsewhere for his desires.