Brotherhood Billionaires Book 1
Dedication ~ To The Girls Who Wanted A Man Who Will Burn Her Insecurities Into Ashes.
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He never wanted a wife but destiny has some other plans for him .
Rudra Pratap Singh Rath...
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4 Years Later
Printing the last photo and tucking it safely in the album on the shelf I close my office door behind Me. Shivanya saw some of it when she barged into the office one day craving for something spicy.
After she has now begin Making the Painting for Me.
It feels like yesterday. Even if it happened three years ago.
I remember how her eyes widened and she took the photo from my hand demanding an explanation.
" Rudra, what is this and so many photos? " She says still in surprise or I should say shock.
She caress her belly like she is trying to calm her down an action she does when she is confused, nervous and excited in short every time. Like she is sharing this moment with our baby.
" Rudra I am asking you why you clicked this picture of Me and Pasha reading the pregnancy book. And you are smiling instead of answering. " She says keeping one hand on her belly and the other on her waist.
" Because you were looking like the most adorable woman ever existed. " I say with sincerity. And she raises her eyebrows in question like she doesn't believe my words.
" Trust me Jaan you look fucking adorable when you are talking with our baby. " I say.
" Don't tell Me there are more of it. " She asks but I know she liked it. The smile on her face the blush and the tears are speaking a hundred words.
" Just a few. Why don't I cook you your favourite paneer dish, it's late." I say hugging her from behind and keeping my palms on her pregnant belly.
