Ranvijay
I have been waiting for this moment , I don't know since how long. Ananya is mine now officially . I couldn't hold my happiness. Walking towards my room I kept smiling like a teenager. But my happiness was short lived as all my female cousins and Raksha stood in front of the door. Its a ritual where grooms sisters can ask anything from their brother and once he fulfill their wish he is allowed to enter the room of awaiting bride. I was in no mood to bargain and that earned me a lot of hooting. The only bad thing was that Raksha stood there as if performing a formality . I didn't wanted to create a scene so I too ignored.
My cousins literally robbed me off all my money before giving me the permission to enter my own suite. Once inside I locked it firmly, can't trust the little trouble makers. Moving to my bedroom , I looked around. Not finding her around the decorated room , my eyes turned to the porch. There in the middle she stood like a forlorn nymph. The sparkles on her orange dress made her form look a celestial goddess. When it comes to Ananya, my body has its own mind . She had her back to me and I know she is aware of my arrival. The way she stands stiff gives away her mind too quickly. Walking to her I stood behind my beloved wife without leaving any space between us. Lose strands of her hair danced around in the wind caressing my face slightly . I kissed the back of her head, she gave no reaction My arms went around her middle and I pulled her back to my front. But one thing surprised me, why isn't she pushing me away. I smiled at the realization, she was waiting for me to pass out due to tablets. That was a smart move making me have tablets with dessert. But little did she know I hardly sleep.I couldn't, my life is way to complicated than it looks. ''Nice try Ananya''She went stiff and cold . I waited her to speak but she didn't I kissed back of her head, placing my chin on her shoulder I kissed the side of her small temple, my lips then moved to her soft and plump cheek . Finally my lips found their favourite place, the hollow of her neck. She squirmed , I knew she wasn't comfortable but I couldn't stand the distance and my grip turned strong. ''You acquired a lot of detail on me, but you forgot half baked knowledge is harmful. I am an insomniac, my nights go in reading or pursuing some other hobbies which I like. Tablets can't make me sleep , trust me I have tried them all''
Busy feeling her soft supple skin I recalled the event few hours ago. I have been bought up to stay alert, we can't depend on body guards to protect us everywhere. After our dance , I watched Ananya walking back to the table. She had immense confidence then. Actually , that confidence of hers had made me doubt her intentions . few guests came and congratulated me and I got busy, but never left my focus on my naughty little bride. She had her hands under the table. Her expression were like that of using a little extra strength to tore something. She lowered her eyes towards her hands and then I saw the sliver wrapper that she left on the floor. I walked around her chair intentionally and then kicked the wrapper a bit in my direction before picking it up I read the name. All I could mutter was; ''cute''. She needed a lot of training hiding those expressions of hers.
Coming back I buried my face in her neck deep, I wish she knows how important she is to me. One person in this whole god damm Palace, whom I call as only mine. I know she doesn't like me and I am not going to force. But holding her gives me the calmness I never found. In that silence of night all I could hear was her thudding heart. She shivered, making my senses losing all their focus. Turning her around I made her face me, but darn. She refused to look up. I am dying to look into those dark eyes , I want to see my reflection in those beautiful iris of hers. I seriously don't feel like torturing her more, but the little stunt she pulled today deserves a pay back
My hand went to her stole tucked in her skirt, pulling it off I let it drop on the stony floor. Again my body seems to defy my head , my knuckles took the liberty to feel her exposed skin. As I brushed my hand on her waist she stepped back, with my every step towards her she moved back.
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A Royal's Love
RomanceRanvijay Pratap Singh Rathore ....A 26 yr old from one of the most powerful royal family of Rajputs...though the country got independence and monarchy ended...but Rathore family still enjoys power and respect among the people of the states their an...