13. The First Date

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She was nervous, no, not just nervous but feeling all her senses thudding, sweat making her way from back of her neck to spine

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She was nervous, no, not just nervous but feeling all her senses thudding, sweat making her way from back of her neck to spine.

A date, not only a date, but the first ever date of her life.
With her husband, it sounds so unusual to her.

When she thought, her husband is nothing but a top notch asshole and a beast without any conscience or emotions, she now realised she was wrong all along.

Prity wanted to appreciate his efforts. She saw his self control, she saw him going to the edge of pouncing on her still didn't touch her.

Except for kissing and holding her waist.

She chose an elegant Royal blue one piece for the date but at the end her eyes caught the sight of a beautiful smooth red saree hung in her closet, untouched and brand new. Yes she hates her husband or maybe trying to.... but that doesn't mean she will stop doing shringar

Every married Indian woman loves to do it and Prity is one of them not for anyone but for herself

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Every married Indian woman loves to do it and Prity is one of them not for anyone but for herself.

Or maybe she's denying the fact that she wants to look the prettiest beside her gorgeous man.

Her gorgeous man... literally...

She chuckled sticking the stone bindi on her forehead.

He can never be hers....she suppressed her inner voice favouring Rayan.

"Asshole, jerk....

Mumbling colourful curses she spinned for the last time admiring herself in the mirror.

"Woww!! Aastha would've fainted if she saw me like this".

Prity giggled and pulling out a silver clutch she made her way towards the hall where Rayan was waiting impatiently.
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Prity giggled and pulling out a silver clutch she made her way towards the hall where Rayan was waiting impatiently

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