Hi people I hope you'll are doing good.

Today is my birthday 🥳🥳🥳 so thought to give you people an update.

It's a short one...but it's gonna be 🌶️🌶️

Enjoy...

Abhiraj's pov.

I take a deep breath, as I walk towards my bedroom. The guilt is eating me up. She was not familiar with anyone and still had to deal with everything by herself.

My steps falter as I reach the room and see Ishika sitting on the bed, sheets bunched around her waist and book in her hand.

She looks up and focuses back on her book.

"What are you doing up so late? It's already 3 am." I say, unable to  keep my eyes off her exposed cleavage.

She rests her head against the headrest and bring her book infront of her face, blocking my view.

I frown. I unbutton my shirt and discard it in the laundry bag along with my pants.

Abandoning the idea of wearing any trousers, the mattress dips slightly as I settle in beside Ishika, leaving myself just in boxers.

"I asked you something." I glare at the book.

She sneaks a glance from the corner of her eyes and quickly looks back to what she is doing.

" Had to complete this chapter."

"You should sleep, I'll wake you up early in the morning." I say, my voice firmer this time but still she doesn't look at me.

I shift closer to her, the warmth of her body beside me tempting. I grip the edge of the book and tug it lightly, pulling it down from her face. "I'm talking to you."

She stares at me wide eye, "I am busy, why are you irritating me." she snaps.

"Sleep." I say, realizing she's upset.

"I don't want to." she glares at me and try snatching the book. 

I raise my hand higher, holding the book just out of Tinkerbelle's reach. She glares at me, her frustration evident in her furrowed brow and clenched jaw.

"Give it back, Abhiraj!" she demands, her voice sharp with irritation.

I shake my head, trying to maintain a calm demeanor. "You need to sleep, baby. It's late."

Her eyes narrow, and suddenly she lunges forward taking me by surprise.

Her body presses against mine as she climbs onto my lap, determined to reclaim her book. Her fingers grasp at the air, inches away from my hand.

"Stop being so stubborn!" Ishika cries in frustration, her face close to mine as she stretches upward.

I lean back, my arm extended as far as it can go. The warmth of her body against mine is distracting, but I hold firm.

 "I'm doing this for your own good," I insist, though my resolve is wavering.

Ishika's hair brushes against my cheek as she reaches higher, her body pressed flush against my chest. I can feel her heart racing, matching the quickened pace of my own. The air between us feels charged with tension – a mix of her anger and something else I can't quite name.

"Just like you ignored me for my own good." she looks into my eyes, her expression unreadable.

I avoid her eyes, not sure how to reason out my behavior.

"Last chance," I warn, my voice softer than I intended. "Give up and go to sleep, or I'll have to take drastic measures." 

Her eyes lock onto mine, fierce determination blazing within them. "Never," she hisses, and wraps one hand around my neck and the other trying to reach for the book. Her breast grazes my face breaking my resolve.

I grab her small waist and pushed her on her back trapping her tiny body with mine.

"Stop behaving like a kid." I glare.

"My choice." She argues back. 

"Ishika what has gotten into you." I ask, my eyes boring into hers.

Her eyes well up with tears. 

She tries to turn her face but I rest both my arms beside her face blocking her movements. 

"Baby, w-what's wrong?"

"Don't act dumb Abhiraj." She tries to speak but it comes out as a whimper.

  I sigh. There's no escape Abhiraj you can't let her cry with no fault of hers.

"Till yesterday you were so sweet with me, what happened suddenly?" She says her expression betraying a hint of insecurity.

I shuffle her closer and encasing her in my arms, I turn on my back making  her lay on my bare body. 

She ducks her head in the crook of my neck, I caress her back. 

"Is it because I'm not pretty and doesn't fit in the family, is that why you're ignoring me in front of your family?" She timidly questions me.

My face suddenly scrunch up listening to her self demeaning words. I hold her face to face to make her look at me.

"That's so stupid Ishika."

She opens her mouth to say something but presses her lips together.

"I wasn't ignoring you because of you. I had my own reasons." I rub my hand up and down her back.

My mother forced me into this. Threatened me of snatching the chairperson post. After all the things she did to make my childhood miserable she still wasn't satisfied. I can't give her the satisfaction of this marriage as well.

But what's the fault of Ishika in all this?

I sigh.

I shouldn't have brought her here, atleast she would've been happy there in their mansion.

"What reasons? Why do you think there should be a reason for ignoring someone without their fault." A few of those tears tipped over the edge now rolling down her face.

I gently brush my thumb across Ishika's cheek, wiping away her tears. The sight of her crying because of me twists something painful in my chest. I take a deep breath, struggling to find the right words.

I can't tell her the truth.

It would only hurt her more, and she doesn't deserve that. But I can't keep hurting her like this either.

"Ishika," I begin softly, "you're right. There's no good reason to ignore someone who's done nothing wrong. And you've done nothing wrong." I pause, my hand continuing its soothing motion on her back. 

"It's... complicated," I say finally, hating how inadequate it sounds.

"There are some family issues I'm dealing with, and I've been letting them affect how I act around you. It's not fair to you at all."

I'm a coward.

"I'm sorry," I continue, my voice thick with emotion. "You don't deserve to be caught in the middle of this. I shouldn't have brought you here if I couldn't treat you properly." I look into her eyes, seeing the hurt and confusion there. It kills me

"I promise I'll do better," I say, cupping her face gently. 

It's silent. 

She not been talking much for the past hour and just clinging to me in every way possible. It's so silent that arry can hear our breathings.

We're smuggling with each other, her body is pressed against mine as she's laying on me, feeling her heart beat against mine. Her nose buried in muy neck.

She nods and pull away, sitting up on my abdomen.

"It's fine." She smiles softly at me, her smile stillbnot reaching her eyes.

And at this point looking into her innocent eyes I couldn't resist myself. I pull her close to me crushing our chest together and brush my lips against her cheeks.

As I stretch back to grab a hold of her waist, I watch Ishika  blushing harshly.

"Hm..." I can feel the tension grow.

I have started noticing her eyes, there is always some sort of attraction in them which  make the tension between us almost impossible to ignore.

I hold her hands kept on my chest "usually your hands are so steady, bella," I smirk, my eyes finding hers.

I don't mess with her or even tease her, but I couldn't help myself...

"Do I make you nervous, Ishika?"

Her neck turns red and a shaky breath leaving her lips. "What...no..." She avoids eye contact, trying to get away from.

I let out a small chuckle, tightening my hold on her waist.

"Look me in the eyes and tell me that." My words are playful, yet the way she look at me it awoke something within me.

"Abhiraj..." 

"look me in the eyes and tell me..."her eyes slowly flick up to meet mine, an almost cocky smirk on my face.

"You.... You make me nervous."  She murmurs without even thinking.

She shifts slightly, her body pressing against mine sending a rush through me. In one quick movement, I grab her by the waist, flipping us over. Her gasp is soft, surprised, and before she can react, I've captured her beneath me, pinning her to the bed. My body hovers just above hers, our breaths mingling, her wide eyes staring up at me.

"Is that so?" I ask closing the space between the two of you as I gaze down at her. Her eyes remaining on mine as I get closer and closer until there is almost no room to breathe normally.

She holds her breath staring into my eyes the cockiness on my face soon wipes off as I stare at her— her eyes searching mine.

Her breath falters as I touch lightly against her hips.

"Wha...t are...yo..u doing...?" She mumbles.

"Looking my wife." I say, my hand trail up to cup her cheek, thumb brushing against her soft brown skin. Her chest raising and falling quickly.

I hesitate for a moment before I breathe out, "Can I kiss you?"

Her eyes widened in surprise and she hesitates for a moment. I notice her eyes dart down to my lips for a split second before she returnes her gaze to my own.

"Abhiraj I've never kissed anyone," she admits, embarrisngly.

"Relax," My hand reaches up to tuck her hair behind her ears, and she shudders.

"Relax," I whisper,

"We can stop if you want to,"I say  my voice gentle and comforting.

It's not surprising, I have seen how she shivers whenever she is close to me.

And how can I forget when she came around my fingers. I had my guesses, she's a virgin.

"No," She immediately wraps her small fingers around my wrist before I can pull away, "I-I want to,"

I smirk, "You've got to tell me baby."

She closes her eyes, embarrsment filling her.

"Open your eyes."

She looks at me, her face turning darker, "I want to kis..s yo..u."

"Cute,"  I murmur.

I lean in, now so close I can feel her soft exhales on my lips.
And softly I press my lips against hers. She lets out a whimper, her eyes are open and shock courses through her, but my lips move against hers and I breathe, "Relax bella," I insist and she does. 

Her eyes flutter shut and she mimics my movements. My toung touches hers, while I suck her upper lip.

Her lips are so soft, full and sweet.

She starts to lose her breath with how long we kiss for but she's far too deep, floating too much, to pull away.

She grabs the back of my neck and pulls me in closer, a groan eliciting from somewhere deep inside me. "Baby," The name escapes my lips and a shiver runs through her. 

She combs her fingers in my hair,  her other hand drift down past my shoulders scratching my back. She wraps her legs around my waist trapping me in her arms.

I kiss her back hungrily, biting her her lips, sucking her toung.
The desire is uncontrollable.

She moans.

I grab the back of her neck and kiss her hard.

             To be continued...

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