Mr Husband Work Hard

Insurance for legs

After a while, Moksh finished preparing dinner and went upstairs. He pushed open the door to find Pratiksha sitting in bed holding the bunch of red roses he had bought her - she was in the middle of counting them. Her cheeks were rosy and her lips opened and shut slightly, looking extremely beautiful...

"This is the first time I've received so many flowers!" Pratiksha exclaimed, "Moksh , I'm really surprised..."

Moksh looked at her satisfied expression as he crossed his arms and teased, "Why are you so easy to please? Just a few flowers are enough to make you this happy. There is so much I want to give to you, yet, you never tell me what you want. Why can't you be like other women and ask for diamonds and jewels? Or even fame...and success?"

Pratiksha laughed gently. She lifted her head to reply to Moksh , "I already have your entire person, isn't that greedy enough?"

"I have your marriage, I have the title of being your wife, I have half your assets and I even get to spend the rest of your life with you. Jewels? Success? All this, I can acquire myself. What is more important than you?"

Moksh 's heart lit up as he leaned over and kissed Pratiksha, "Your lips are too sweet, I can't help but taste them."

Pratiksha grabbed onto his shoulders and pulled herself in closer to return his passionate kiss. Amongst the mingling of lips and teeth, the couple uncontrollably found themselves in bed with Pratiksha laying pressed under Moksh 's body. Her top had already been removed and was strung across the floor - all in less than a minute.

Pratiksha couldn't resist her urges as she mirrored Moksh 's moves and reached out her hands to unbutton his shirt. Seeing his glowing bronze skin revealed before her eyes, Pratiksha's cheeks flushed a crimson red as she awkwardly turned to one side.

Moksh laughed gently, holding onto Pratiksha's neck and turning her attention back to him, before asking softly, "Do you want it?"

"Do you?" Pratiksha threw the question back at him cleverly.

"You know what I'm waiting for. Pratiksha, if you say it, I will..." Moksh leaned into her ear as he whispered seductively, "Make you stay in bed all night."

Pratiksha knew what he meant, so she nervously replied to Moksh , "I...still can't be 100% certain of my heart, but, I know I want to be with you for the rest of my life, Moksh ."

The relationship between the two continued to improve; having their souls combine together was only a matter of time, so...Moksh didn't want to let her go this time. He wanted her to experience the ultimate in intimacy and for her to receive the happiness she deserved.

Sometimes...there were other methods to satisfy a partner...

After being intimate, the couple lay embraced in each other's arms. Pratiksha pressed herself against Moksh 's chest as she spoke in an unsatisfied tone, "I saw you bought...that thing...I thought..."

"What thing?" Moksh 's right hand was holding up his head, while his left hand was gently stroking Pratiksha's back.

Pratiksha reached under her pillow and pulled out the Durex. She handed it to Moksh , "This thing. I thought you were ready to have me...I even...specifically went and had a shower...how embarrassing!"

Moksh looked at the small package in his hand as his eyebrows scrunched up, "I'm not this small..."

That Kunal...

"Stop talking about it!"

"No need to be embarrassed," Moksh laughed. The corners of his lips were curved to an extremely handsome angle, "I'm completely drawn to your reaction."

"No more..." Pratiksha hid herself under the blankets.

Moksh responded quickly by grabbing hold of his adorable wife and comforting her, "OK, let's talk business instead. You've already accepted Secret Magazines photo shoot, right?"

"Why?" Pratiksha finally popped her head out, "Are you afraid I'll lose to Payal?"

"If you need to go to the states for the shoot, once your itinerary is finalized, tell me immediately," Moksh said in a mysterious manner.

"What do you want to do?" Pratiksha questioned curiously.

This was perfect, he had previously said he would buy insurance for her legs and the US was the best place to look for a good insurance company.

"Didn't we already agree? After leaving this house, you are the boss of many and I am a model of a small company, we won't interfere in each other's personal issues."

"Mrs. Khurana , have I ever interfered with you?"

Even though seeing Pratiksha being bullied by Rastogi made his heart break to the point where he wanted to tear them down, he never recklessly made a move, since Pratiksha didn't like it. If not because of this, he could have easily destroyed a person like Vikrant with the blink of an eye.

Pratiksha understood that Moksh respected her completely.

This was the reason she cherished every day she spent with him.

"Vikrant wants to take advantage of my popularity to boost Payal's status, that's why he put us together. At the same time, by doing this, he hopes it will prevent me from doing anything against Payal as it would have a negative impact on me too."

"However..."

Moksh finished off what she was going to say, "...with your abilities, even if you were both to appear on the same cover of a magazine, you are going make her into your prop."

"You have so much faith in me?" Pratiksha asked.

"I believe in you."

Pratiksha was satisfied. Huddling up to Moksh 's warm embrace, she slowly fell asleep. Meanwhile, Moksh made a phone call to Kunal, "Find out Secret Magazine's schedule, I need to know when Pratiksha will be going overseas. Plus, clear up my schedule for the same time frame...while you're doing that, help me make an appointment with the best insurance company in America..."

Early the next morning, Pratiksha arrived at Rastogi accompanied by Sudiksha and Nancy . At the same time, Payal and her assistant also walked in through the main entrance of Rastogi - her imposing manner was the same as usual. Upon seeing Payal, the staff greeted her with respect. However, towards Pratiksha they were extremely casual, some even chose to ignore her.

Payal looked at Pratiksha and then looked behind her at Nancy ,

"Pratiksha, towards a person that betrayed their previous owner, you better be careful."

"I've even dealt with a mistress that stole someone's fiancee, why would I be afraid of a manager that's betrayed their previous owner?" Pratiksha smirked.

"I admit, your popularity is not bad right now, but...no matter how popular you are, you will still be a backdrop for me. Didn't Vikrant tell you? The whole purpose of Secret's shoot is to help me gain support for the Top Ten Model Awards!"

"Then let me wish you all the best in advance." After speaking, Pratiksha looked around her as she announced to the staff, "Yesterday, my lawyer has clarified my contract with Vikrant. Rastogi has agreed to treat me the way that I deserve to be treated. Payal and I are both models of Rastogi, so when you all see me, you should do what you are suppose to do. From now on, if you respect me, I will respect you back!"

Pratiksha's words were neither weak nor overbearing as she spoke strongly.

Those that previously treated Pratiksha as invisible immediately realized, this woman was not one to mess with...

So, they instantly reacted by greeting Pratiksha respectfully. This time around, their voices were even louder than when they greeted Payal.

After Pratiksha was satisfied, she lifted her legs and walked towards Payal...

Being Payal's backdrop?

She must be dreaming!