The flamboyant lights were shoning upon her as she was seated on the plush bed in this cozy, warm room.

Due to it being a dark themed one, the few lights made her squint her eyes adorably as she looked at them with a pout.

"Do as I say you fool. Just pick him up from his home and throw in the dungeon after hitting bullet in his leg. I'll be coming tomorrow an I'll deal with him." Atharva growled in his phone as since past 10 minutes the only thing he had been doing is shouting on the poor lad on other side.

Ayla didn't know how to react.

She was sitting in such a way that her butt was resting on his right thigh, his strong arm wrapped around her waist to keep her steady. And the things he had been saying or his angry look only made her shudder in her place.

He pressed a chaste kiss on her exposed back making her release a wavered breath and then he was back to shouting on his phone to the person on other hand.

Ayla turned towards him in such a way that now she was completely sitting on his lap and buried her face in his chest since she required warmth and comfort after a tiring day.

Today was Tanvi's wedding with Varun Jaisingh, though as an arranged one but she looked satisfied. And the best part for Ayla was that today she was introduced as Atharva's wife to everyone. This was the day she had been waiting for since long. But one thing that pained her a little was how Tanvi was ignoring her the whole time or how she gave her disappointed looks, nothing else.

It was currently 1 in the night when Atharva took Ayla back to the home, his mansion since he couldn't wait anymore for the night when she'll be living here permanently as his wife.

"Fucking idiots." He muttered as he hung up the call and threw his phone in a random direction on the bed.

"What happened?" She asked quietly.

"Nothing baby. Now why haven't you released your hair from this hairstyle of yours? Isn't it painful?" He asked, rubbing the side of her exposed back as her camisole had ridden up.

"It is painful! It's pulling my hair apart whenever I try to remove the pins." She pouted looking at him through her lashes.

He was looking at her adoringly and lovingly as if he couldn't believe that she was in this room finally as his wife.

"Let me." He urged touching her hair and she nodded eagerly.

His lips trailed down her exposed back making her heart go in a frenzy. All the time, she could only feel special with this behaviour of his that was only towards her.

"All done." He muttered running a hand through her hair making her swoon over the comfort.

His eyes trailed on her chest that was heaving up and down continuously due to her long breaths. The flimsy camisole left nothing to his imagination. He knew this little mice hadn't wore a bra underneath it. She knew how to tease him. She knew how to play with him. And she knew how to make him dance on the tip of her fingers.

His eyes turned a shade darker as he neared towards her.

"Tell me you're wearing this only for me, Ayla." He murmured, teeth scraping on the nape of her neck.

"A-Atharva-" She whispered, her cheeks reddening at his words and actions.

"Tell me." He urged.

"Yes. Only for you." She breathed out, surrendering herself.

The very next moment he crashed his rough lips on her plump ones, that looked so inviting. His calloused and rough hands roamed on her petite figure smooth body that felt like silk.

In between his hands made their way to the hem of her camisole as he made her free out of it, now completely bare.

Due to the newfound shyness, she covered herself with her hands, a deep red blush coating her round cheeks, making him smile at her innocence.

"Don't hide anything from me baby. You're perfect." He murmured softly, cupping her face as he slowly removed her hands from her full breasts and this time she let him.

The hard pebbles were hard to ignore as he pinched those lightly making her let out a sudden yelp which soon changed into pleasure.

Laying her down carefully on the bed, he hovered her flushed self still exploring her mouth to the fullest. In between his hands found their way inside her silk shorts and soon, his fingers were in contact with her bare and wet folds.

Her breath hitched feeling the feathery touch of his down there and she hid her face in his neck which he gently removed assuring her with his eyes that only made her smile.

In a swift motion his finger entered her tight hole making his mouth drop open and he took this as an opportunity to plunge his tongue inside her mouth as their tongue danced together in happiness and pleasure.

She was so wet that it felt unreal.

When he found her passage ready for the real deal, he looked at her questioningly as she was busy gazing at this perfect face.

His aristocratic nose was adding more ruggedness and dominance to his face. The sharp jawline was now even harder to ignore as he had his jaw clenched, this time because of pleasure.

"Are you sure baby?" He questioned softly.

"Yes." And this was all needed.

Removing the only thing he was wearing by now that were his boxers, he sheathed himself with the condom taking out from the nightstand drawer and entered her in a swift motion.

He was easing himself out and each passing thrust her moans kept increasing with the feeling of him filling her up to the edge.

But this wasn't enough.

His thrusts became fast and this time, he entered her completely which he was holding himself back previously due to it being her first time.

Their moans and groans mingled in the air, in their kiss as their lips joined in a heart smearing kiss between the intimate task.

They fit perfectly.

They moulded perfectly.

And up above in the starry sky, the stars smiled seeing the union of two souls, them pouring their love each passing second sending them to oblivion.

Everything felt enchanting.

The atmosphere was captivating as he took her again and again.

And slowly slowly she lost her shyness now giving everything of hers to him.

She didn't know she could fall some more for him. But she unexpectedly did.

He had filled the small portion of her heart that was void. Void due to the feeling of being left, all alone. Due to the feeling of not being accepted.

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The bright sunlight founds its way through the only window in this room that was the door to the balcony. It directly landed on her eyes who scrunched up her face due to the discomfort.

And soon she realized that a man had his face nuzzled in her breath as he breathed softly, their legs tangled with the quilt and his strong hand wrapped around her bare waist. A smile formed on her face remembering their previous night's encounters.

She tried freeing herself from his hold when he just groaned in return, holding her even more tightly.

"Stay." He mumbled hoarsely.

"I need to shower Atharva." She replied with a pout.

She was feeling all sticky down there and she felt as if she badly needed a shower.

"Good morning wifey." He grinned opening his grey eyes making her smile in glee.

"Morning." She muttered, hiding her face in her hair.

"How are you feeling?" He asked like a gentleman as he sat upright on the bed.

He lifted her only to place in his lap and she yelped at his sudden actions.

Her hands were clutching the quilt to her bare body tightly making him smirk and the very next moment the quilt was thrown away, and now she was in front of his strong gaze just as the day she was born. Completely bare in his arms.

"Oh God Atharva. What are you doing?" She whined, trying her best to cover herself with her hands.

"Seeing the beauty of my wife." He smirked kissing the marks on her collarbone that he left the previous night.

"Atharva please. We are already late and I seriously need to shower." She pouted in frustration as it seemed as if he had no intention of leaving her or to stop holding her, only to keep inside his room doing what they'd been doing the previous night.

"Okay then. Let's save some water by taking a shower together." He smirked lifting her up from the bed with himself.

"No." She tried to reason.

"Too late baby." He voiced out, closing the door behind him as he dropped Ayla on the countertop only to fill the bathtub.

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"So...how was your night here?" Vinita Grover asked her daughter in-law who was laying her head down on her lap as she massaged Ayla's hair.

"Mom! How can you ask me this question?" Ayla whined, her cheeks turning red even thinking about their last night's doings.

It was around 7 in the evening when Ayla was spending time with her mother in-law in the garden of the mansion.

Sitting on one of the benches, she was just waiting for the arrival of Atharva who had gone to his work. She surely missed him but she knew everything was better than to mingle in his work.

"When I asked Tanvi about the same, then how can I not ask you?" Vinita asked with a teasing smile.

"Tanvi! How is she? How was the environment there? Has she settled down? And what about Jiju-"

"Relax my child. Breathe." Vinita chuckled lightly, making a pause to her rambling as she pouted in return.

"She's absolutely fine and her new family is good too. I am sure it won't take her longer to forget about us." Vinita smiled, looking into distance making Ayla agree with a smile of her own.

She was really happy about her bestfriend. Tanvi who had never had any kind of affection from a man till now would surely enjoy her married life.

But wasn't it exactly the same for Ayla before she married Atharva? It was only him who gave her a reason to be happy about or live for. He had unknowingly become her backbone as she was his'.

The sound of honks of car, that she knew was his made her sit upright on the bench, now processing the biggest of grin knowing he had come home early today specially for her. His usual time was around 12 and today it was around 8 and she couldn't be more happy knowing this.

Her grin was not faltering which Vinita noticed, shaking her head knowing how whipped her son is for Ayla. She was happy that Atharva has a girl like Ayla in his life, not any other snobbish woman.

To give them privacy, she moved inside the mansion where she met Atharva on her way who touched her feet to receive her blessings.

Atharva had always been the perfect son whether it was from his father's eyes or his mother's.

"Atharva." Shouting his name happily, she ran towards him who opened his arms for her to bury body against his as he embraced her.

"I missed you." She mumbled against his chest as he rocked her lightly.

"I- I missed you too baby." He softly smiled at her, leading them towards the mansion as she was completely on his support.

As his scent reached her nostrils, she got calm and relaxed on her own, now embracing the time she's about to spend with him.

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"And then Mom even teased me about last night. I was so embarrassed. I had no idea what to respond you know. But then you came and saved me from the situation." She rambled, smiling cheekily.

His thin yet full lips gave her a smirk, grey eyes shining with the mischief towards her as he dried himself with the towel.

She was sitting on the countertop, rocking her legs continuously as he stood in front of her at a good 2 feets distance.

This man had made her sit here all the while he took a shower. And Ayla being Ayla took this opportunity to tell him about her day to which he listened to with absolute interest.

"Why? You should've told her how I took you. Hard and fast. And how many times? Damn, I forgot the count." He said with a smug look, circling his arms around her petite face who looked at him dumbstruck.

"It's your mother who we are talking about." She reminded him, hitting his bare chest and he let out a husky laugh in return.

"So?" He asked innocently.

"Ughh! When will you stop teasing me?" She pouted.

"How about never?" He smirked again.

It was getting hard for her second by second not to wipe that smirk off his face. And then she realized she missed his look of previous night. He looked so handsome and powerful. He looked absolutely in love with her. She could feel that in his eyes when he made love to her again and again.

"Baby, I have booked a table for us in a restaurant. We're having our dinner outside." He informed as he wore his boxers, in front of her who lowered her head down seeing that this guy had no shame or anything.

"But I had made mango custard for you. Who will eat that now?" She said with a pout, remembering today's afternoon when she'd taken no less than 2 hours to prepare that custard.

"We'll eat that as dessert. How can I not eat what my wife has made for me the first ever time?" He asked with a known look.

"I love you." She giggled as he peppered kisses on her neck, hands resting on his hard chest.

"I love you too baby." He murmured against her lips and the very next moment their lips met for a passionate kiss.

His tongue swiped across her bottom lip for access which she instantly gave and he left no chance to explore her mouth. Her sweet vanilla scent was calming him to no extent and he knew that from this day onwards he would be looking forward to coming back home from work. Because now, his wife would be waiting for him like this. His baby. His girl.

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"Ayla, stop running right now. Otherwise I won't hesitate to lock you up in my room." The warning tone of Atharva reached up her ears making her stop right at the place, a big frown appearing on her forehead.

"But Tanvi is about to come for Pag Phera and so many things are still left to be done." She reason, coming closer to him who was sitting on the couch in massive living room.

She was dressed in a beautiful ankle length georgette dress, maroon in color that was highlighting her tiny waist. Her brown locks were left open naturally that was resting on her shoulders and her face has tiny bits of makeup, also on her neck only to hide the marks he had given her these two nights.

Atharva was as usual dressed in a steel grey suit and still Ayla couldn't get enough of looking at him. He was oozing ruggedness and dominance with the black shirt underneath and his 5 o'clock rough stubble.

"We have servants for that. Anyways who was crying in the morning because of the period cramps?" He asked, ignoring her pout that doesn't takes more than 10 seconds for him to melt.

Her cheeks flushed deep red remembering today's morning how she was crying continuously and he had cradled her form, prepared a warm bath and done everything as per her likings and needs.

"You're so bad." She murmured as he made her sit on the couch just beside him.

"If I am being bad doing this for you, then I am completely fine by it." He declared, head held high as he looked at Ayla who was still pouting.

"N-No! I- didn't mean like that Atharva." She butted in before he could mistook her words even more.

"I know baby. I know you would never say this." He smiled.

He was caressing her hair ever so softly which she enjoyed every moment of. And then a sudden voice reached up her ears.

"Mom! Tarun! Bhai! Look who's here."

It was Tanvi who was standing at the entrance of the mansion with the biggest of smile. Bridal glow was evident on her face, maybe because of the wedding night as well and she looked a proper newly wedded woman with the choice of her attire and appearance.

Vinita Grover rushed towards her daughter, engulfing in a boke crashing hug and from there only, the train of her questions railed off.

"Twinnie!" Tarun shouted from the staircase seeing his twin sister, someone who has her place in half of his heart due to their connection being strongest since the childhood.

"Tarun, I missed you." She grumbled hugging him.

"I wish I could say the same. I finally had a great sleep since you weren't here." Tarun joked, gaining a slap on his bicep from Tanvi.

In between, Atharva and Ayla had also walked towards them who were standing exactly in the middle of the lobby. The grins plastered on their faces made Ayla possess the a big smile as well and she was bubbling with excitement thinking that her bestfriend is again back here.

Till the first year of their college, they talked and met almost everyday. But this changed when Ayla got married, although no one knew about it and she was back to her normal life. It also reduced because of Tanvi's changed behaviour and how she would go for shopping or trips with Leela every next day.

And when Ayla didn't get along well with Leela, there was no other option that too reduce her expectations and time spent with Tanvi.

"Bhai." Tanvi said seeing her elder brother in front of her and beside him was her bestfriend.

"How are you?" He said nodding his head a little with a small smile as he patted Tanvi's head like an elder.

Atharva had never been affectionate in context of physical touch with his family or friends or any acquaintances. From the childhood, he had treated Tanvi more as a child rather than his little sister because of his father being busy with the work.

"I am good." She nodded her head happily.

"Tanvi!" Breathing this out, Ayla wrapped her arms around Tanvi's figure only to engulf for thier signature bone crashing hug.

But this time, it was only Ayla who had her arms wrapped around Tanvi. Tanvi was standing like a statue, posture turning stiff second by second.

"Tanvi?" Ayla said looking at her with a confused smile who was looking back at her with a blank face.

It clenched Ayla's heart.

It felt painful.

Yet her grin didn't falter, only for the others present here.

"Tanvi..." Raghav Grover's distant voice reached everyone's ears.

There he was standing near the living area with a smile for his princess who had came to their house, first ever time after marriage.

Ignoring Ayla, Tanvi stepped away from her and ran towards her father, hugging him tightly.

It was difficult for Ayla to smile or behave normally. It was only because now she'd sensed that there was definitely something wrong. Tanvi must be having some issues or problems with her and that's why she's behaving this way.

But unlike every time, it felt painful to Ayla because this moment was special for them that too when so many important things had happened with them in these past days.

And one thing Ayla was hoping for was that it should not be related to her and Atharva's marriage. This was the last thing she wanted Tanvi to get angry about since this marriage was not in her hands as well.

"Come come, sit. Let's have lunch first." Vinita Grover said, ushering everyone to the direction of dining room.

For the first time in her life, Tanvi sat in between her parents, Raghav to her right while Vinita to her left. Beside Vinita was Tarun who had already started munching on the Biryani.

Opposite to Raghav was Atharva seated, this time leaving the head's seat all alone. As Ayla was about to sit beside Atharva, a voice reached up everyone's ears making Ayla stop dead in her tracks.

"Ayla, why are you sitting?" Tanvi asked with a confused look.

"Uhh-"

"And why won't she sit?" Atharva asked with a stern expression, raising his eyebrows.

Tanvi released a wavered breath seeing this mode of her elder brother. He had always been strict and protective over her. But his strict demeanor was definitely scary.

"B-Because isn't it the norm of our house that the lady of the family doesn't sit with everyone else on the dining table? Didn't Mom do the same so many years? She used to eat after everyone else was done." Tanvi said with a mocking smile towards Ayla.

"It was because of our great grandfathers. Now since our father accepted that legacy too, I couldn't say anything. But now, I don't want that for my wife. I want her beside me everytime. If anyone else has problems, he or she can leave right this moment." Atharva gritted out with a stern expression.

His hands reached out for Ayla's making her sit beside him to which Tanvi rolled her eyes.

It was hard for Ayla not to react towards Tanvi's heart piercing words and harsh look towards her.

"Control Atharva." Raghav butted in with a stern look towards his son who ignored it at his level best, turning his attention towards Ayla who had her head bent down.

"So, what have you made today Ayla?" Atharva asked his wife in a low voice.

"This." She pointed to a bowl of Biryani, with a small pout.

He chuckled lightly, lifting it up and placed some of it in his place, having a bite after it and nodding his head in appreciation.

"It's amazing." He said making her blush deep red.

And there, opposite to Ayla was Tanvi whose fist were clenched seeing the scene in front of her eyes.

Ayla knew she needed to talk to Tanvi. Her only guess was that she's upset because of the revelation of Atharva's and Ayla's marriage.

But it was hard for her to make a move seeing Tanvi's behaviour towards Ayla. She felt she was no longer like the previous Tanvi who would tease her every next second or ramble to her continuously.

And when Atharva held Ayla's hand in his below the table, a smile formed on her lips her mood turning into a happy one from the gloomy one.

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○How was the chapter readers?

○Okay, so what is your opinion about Tanvi? What do you think is going to happen ahead of this?

Love,
Myra❤