Burning Hearts

90. 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫

Chapter-90

Author's POV

Parul was sobbing looking at the deep cut on the right side of his lower arms.

Unlike her, Shiva seemed pretty normal and unbothered.

It was a deep cut but wasn't deep enough to hurt him.

" Shiva let's go to the hospital..." She urged grabbing his other arm.

Shiva smiled.

The concern and love in her eyes were too bright. Shiva felt happy that she actually slashed his arms. If not, he couldn't have witnessed this concern, worry and love for him in her eyes.

When he decided to go home late, he never thought Parul would be up, especially in the kitchen. He knew she disliked being alone in this huge house and so it came out as a surprise that she was standing alone in the kitchen.

So he decided to tease her a bit. Before walking towards her, he turned off the main switch which is why the lights went off suddenly and approached her like a creep.

He controlled himself from chuckling when she grabbed the knife and tried to scare him.

He found it cute. He always found her cute. It was a different story altogether.

"It's not that deep... bandages would do..." Shiva said, trying to cup her face but Parul shook her head. " You are bleeding..." she tried to put some sense into his mind. Shiva's face remained normal as if it wasn't a big deal.

Parul looked at him with worried eyes. She thought she had done some damage to his arms.

Shiva couldn't contain his curiosity. He wanted to know whether she loved him. Although he knew she did, it'd be very different to hear it from her.

" Are you worried about me?" Shiva asked placing his fingers under her chin. Parul nodded without thinking much. Her mind was clogged. She wanted nothing more than the bleeding in his arm to stop. " I thought you wanted me to go to hell," Shiva said nonchalantly. " I didn't mean it. Shiva, you are my husband..." Parul paused looking into his beautiful chocolate pools. There was love in both of their eyes. His heart swelled in pride. He loved being called her husband. It was the biggest title for him. Her husband. Parul's husband. "I didn't mean to hurt you...I thought you were...a thief...or some ghost...I wouldn't have done that if I had known it was you...I'm sorr---" he captured her quivering lips into a deep kiss, pulling her more onto him. She placed his hands on his chest and kissed him back after a while.

He smiled on her lips before thrusting his tongue inside her mouth. Parul moaned in his mouth as he squeezed her ass roughly.

Shiva's member hardened and she felt it poking her thighs.

His hands hastily moved on her one-piece dress. He undid the zipper and pulled the strap down. Parul grabbed his chest tightly as his other hand caressed the smooth of her back.

They were kissing like their life depended on it. Like long-lost lovers.

Shiva tapped her thighs signalling her to circle her legs around him.
Without breaking the kiss, he placed her on the island and squeezed her mounds roughly.

" I want you..." Shiva breathed out heavily pressing his forehead against hers. Parul nodded taking large gulps of breath.

The kiss was breathing, to say the least.

His mouth came crashing on her slender neck and she arched her head back in pleasure. His other hand made its way inside her panties, pulling it down.

Her face flushed red in embarrassment as she felt him smirking against her skin. She was wet and he was proud of himself. He made her wet without even touching her there.