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Ammu's Pov
"Where are we going?" I asked for the nth time now
Currently we are departing to..... I don't know where, to our honeymoon. Bhaiyya's gift for our marriage is the tickets to...... Somewhere, which I don't know. I asked a thousand times to this husband of mine, but this man is not answering me. I was not informed anything. Even my bags are packed by maa, Gyno and Shyama saying that, anarkalis and suits won't work there so they will find some sundresses and jeana for me to wear.
"Somewhere" he said entering into the private airport holding my hand.
"There is no place named 'somewhere' in this whole world" I said rolling my eyes
"Don't roll your eyes Amu" he said without looking at me
"Do you have eyes behind your head as well?" I asked
"No" he chuckled
"Then how do you know what I just did?" I asked
"I know my wife's doings" he said and I stopped talking seeing his private jet.
Feels like I am living in the fifty shades of grey scene..........
"You like it?" I heard him ask
"This is beautiful" I said looking at the maroon beauty in front of my eyes.
"It's ours" he said making my eyes wide
"Matlab?" I asked
"Matlab hamara hain, dekho"
He said pointing to some writing carved on the entrance of the jet. I analysed it closely to see the writing clearly. It reads.
Mr. And His Mrs. Rathore's
"This?" I asked looking at it
"Ours" he said hugging me from behind
"Raj......." I extended a little
"Hm" he hummed and let go of me
"Where are we going?" I asked slowly snaking my arms around his torso
"We are going to......." He trailed off
"To?" I asked playing with his shirt's button inside the blazer
"To..... Somewhere"
He answered. I gritted my teeth and slapped his chest a little aggressively and said,
"Aap khud jayiye..... Mein nahi aa rahi" I stomped my foot
"Toh mein kiske saath jau?" He asked
"Akele" I said huffing
"Okay"
He said and in the next second I was in the air. He was carrying me, like a potato sack, on his shoulder. I yelped but he held me tightly. I struggled in his arms but he pinched my thighs making me hiss. I punched his back and wiggled. But stopped as I saw the staffs, smiling and giggling.
Fuck!!!!!!
"Put me down Mr Rathore" I said grinding my teeth
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