Book #1 of DESTINY'S ALIGNMENT SERIES
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"Shut up"
"Your lips please ma'am"
"What do you want? "
"You, your love "
"What can you do for me "
"Everything a husband does for his wife, from massaging your feet to devoting m...
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Sejal's pov :
Tightly clutching onto my pillow with an annoyed expression on my face, I open my eyes slightly with a grin on my face as the warm bright rays of the sun hits my face.
"Abbey yaar Shubhi, why did you open the window? " I squeaked, when a deep masculine voice answered.
"YE EK GHAR HAI, CIRCUS KA TAMBU NAHIN, JO TUM JOKER KI TARAH CHEEKHTI CHILLATI RAHO WHO BHI SUBAH SUBAH"
(this is a house , not a circus tent, that you keep on screaming and shouting early in the morning like some mad joker )
I slightly pulled the duvet downwards and peeked out to find NAMAN stepping out of the bathroom in his bathrobe,
oh god, i forgot, i'm not in my house but in my best frie- ughh, my husband's house. i stared at his reflection being half awake, unaware of the fact that he's been watching me since long.
His curves totally visible and his well built chest showing off. Water dropping from the messy strands of his hair, indicating that he had taken a shower . This is the reason his intimidating look captures people's attention.
It's not like, I haven't seen him, but still, now we are not best friends anymore. We are newly married couples.
Naman : "So, neend puri hui Mrs Singhania? "
i keep on staring at him without providing an answer and he snaps again
" oh hello, behre ho gye kya Mrs Singhania?" ( have you gone deaf?)
"Shouldn't it be me to ask you that? " As I remembered he slept on the couch last night, since it was our first night after marriage and he didn't want to make me feel uncomfortable.
I kept on watching his actions, as he sprayed perfume on his body and while combing his hair he stared at my messy state answering back.
"Oh, uhm l I slept too well, what about you? "
"I did too" I said as I yawned and glided his big slippers inside my foot, heading towards the bathroom to freshen up.
"GET SOME WORK, MRS SINGHANIA"
"OIL YOUR MACHINE YOU DUMBASS" I said side eyeing him , squeezing the toothpaste onto my toothbrush.
WELL I'M NOT INTO CALLING HIM ANY HUSBAND. HE'S MY SOULMATE MY BESTIE, AND WILL ALWAYS BE. I DO NOT ACQUIRE OUR RELATIONSHIP OF BEING HUSBAND WIFE.
"Khana ladu? Mrs Singhania? "
I didn't reply back only to find him heading down stairs.
Seriously man, what's gotten into him?
Where's my old soulmate? Where is my old Namu? The person who never hesitated before smacking me Or cursing me! The person who always called me by weird nicknames. Where's my old Namu? Did this marriage change him? Or is he feeling uncomfortable around me? And why the heck is he calling me MRS SINGHANIA?
