( 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 #𝟏)
"Alright this is getting out of my head, just out with it, who is she?" His best friend asked him..
"MERI HONE WALI BIWI AND THE FUTURE QUEEN OF RAJASTHAN" He responded determinedly, glancing at her direction in...
Hello lovelies how y'all doing!!! Hope we'll because the author is well>🫣 I was dealing with a cold flew and cough that's why the update got late.
Still somehow I wrote and posted!!!💁🌚
Please avoid any grammatical errors or typos.✌️
Do vote and comments, I would love it if y'all can do inline comments as well!! It's highly recommend ♡🦋
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"I am not coming today, keep the information secure, and follow him, watch his every move for now we take the action in two days" I ordered one of my trusted men, sternly in my business tone.
I have hired a secret agent, and he happens to be one of my friends. He provided me with the whole information of that day. I'm eager to find out and take immediate action but I can't until my sweetheart meets his father for the last time.
I have to tell her my complete identity before killing him and I'll make sure she sees it with her own eyes what her father did, how brutal I can be when someone messes with my family which now she's a part of.
"Make his life miserable usay sukoon ki neend bhi nahi ani chahiye," I growled clutching my phone in tight grip, my jaw clenched, I ranked my hand in my hair.
"Kiska sukoon cheen rahe ho?" I heard her voice, I veered around to see her surprised plus confused expression, I took a breath before cutting the call.
My eyes wandered at her she was decked in a red blouse and skirt, displaying her bare stomach, her wet placed on her shoulder, her fair skin glowing with any tint of makeup product, she was looking ravishing, raising the temperature, My goddess, I so wanted to take her right there and then but I know my little wife must be wasted.
"Kis se baat kar rahe thay, kisi ne kuch kiya kya?" She asked, raising her brows taking a step closer to me, I could see her face filled with curiosity.
I wish I could tell you about your asshole father.
"Not that important wife" I said firmly without any expression on my face . She stared at me for a minute and turned around to open the drawer beside our bed. I gasped.
No freaking way..Backless blouse!!
"Just when I caught my breath you turned around and made me lose it again" I let out her shaking my head she frowned shaking her head.
"Hain?" She asked, a puzzled expression coated in her face how she acted so innocently as if she's unaware of what was happening.
"Hain Kya peeche ka kahan hai" I asked her while holding her forearm to face her. She scowled at me.
"Can't you see there is a hook husband?" She mocked me with a tight lipped smile, I glanced at her back, her blouse handled by one hook.
She was looking mesmerizing in that saree, she threw her wet hair on her back covering her back.
