Shubman stood in front of the closet door wondering what to wear to woo his wife, since they were getting ready to go to the club while she was having a bath. Little did he know, his wife was already lost in his charm.

He finally stumbled upon a black satin shirt, perfect for the club. He quickly wore it and wore his pants with some neck pieces specially gifted to him by his wife and Ishan.

He mentally thanked Ishan for his gift cause it did everything to increase his looks when he wore them while the one his wife gifted him was with a small pendant of his initial but it looked exquisite on his veiny neck.

Soon he got fully ready and picked his phone waiting for his lady love. He could have gone to a club with her in India too but he knew the media there would go crazy and Sara absolutely hated the idea of her private pictures getting leaked so he always kept her private unless it was impossible.

It was twenty minutes later, the bathroom door clicked open and he looked up only to get lost. She was an epitome of beauty! He could never get tired of watching her and drinking her beauty with his eyes. The void in his eyes always felt empty to fill it with her grace.

She was wearing a short mid thigh body con red dress, it had one shoulder off and the other one was fully covered. He could clearly see the moles on her shoulders on her hand, oh how he wished to go and bite on those tiny moles.

She gracefully moved around the room getting ready while all he could do was state at her silhouette moving around the room. Soon she was ready and only her heels were remaining. All this while she was burning under his intense gaze but she couldn't utter a word.

His heart was palpitating as he looked at her closely, she was sitting beside him wearing her heels. His conscious mind mocked him and he quickly went on his knees halting her from wearing the heels.

"Shubman Gill at service for his queen. Let me make you wear them, my love!"

Her heart fluttered as he kissed her leg making her wear the heel and did the same with the other. Even though she was wearing western she was still wearing her anklets and he couldn't be more happy.

He gave a last peck on her anklet closed ankles and she smiled. She held his shirt collar pulling him near her and kissing his cheek.

"You know you are the best husband anyone can get right?"

"Oh no baby, that's because you think that. I still have to kiss the floor you walk on."

"Shub."

"No Sara it is the truth. You are my goddess and I won't hesitate even a little bit to worship you all my life. I don't know how I fell so deeply in love with you and now even if I want I can't ever unlove you. You have captured my heart and I wish you never return it cause it belongs to you. My heart, my body, my soul, my everything belongs to you. People might laugh when I say that we had arranged marriage but only I know how much this heart craves to devour you not just physically but emotionally too. I love you,mera pyaar!"

Her eyes were moistened now. She couldn't ever love him with the intensity he did and she was glad he came into her life.

"I love you too Shub."

He smiled and got up extending his hand towards her. She held it and kissed the back of his hand making his smile widened.

"Let's go the cab is waiting."

"Let's go. I am so excited."

"Accha someone was refusing earlier, I had to make you agree for this in our most vulnerable form."

Her cheeks flushed at his words and he laughed.

"Accha sorry don't be nervous. Just stick to me there, okay?"

"Umhmm."

She agreed and he led her to the cab. Soon they were standing infront of the club and she clutched his hand, it was her first time going to some place like this.

"Don't be scared, stick to me and I will handle the rest. Also don't drink anything without asking me."

She nodded and he pulled her in. As soon as they entered the music blasted in their ears and they closed their eyes for a moment adjusting to the environment.

Shubman snaked his hands around her waist and led her out of the dancing crowd. Once he found a much quieter corner he made her sit on the couch and slipped beside her.

"How does it feel?"

He asked, his voice raised a little due to the loud music and she turned to him grinning.

"Great. When are we going to dance?"

He chuckled at her excitement at dancing, one thing he had realised was Sara loved dancing to her heart's extent. And he always loved when she danced carefree in front of him.

"We will, first let me order something. You must be hungry. The food here is awesome they say."

"How do you know?"

"Google baby. Never underestimate the power of google."

She chuckled and he smiled. His hand was still around her waist and just then one of the waiters came over to them. Shubman placed their order with some non alcoholic drinks and then turned to Sara.

"You have never been to any club ever?"

"Noo, I was always busy in my studies. And in medical college, practical book likhte likhte kab khatam ho gaya pata hi nahi chala."

"Don't worry, everytime we are outI will bring you to a club. I am sure we will enjoy a lot."

"I would love that. Ohh the food is here."

He smiled, she was always excited about her food. He picked up the first bite of lasagna he had ordered and blowing air on it to let it cool he forwarded it to her and she had it from his hand feeling happy.

"Sara."

He asked in between their eating session and she hmmed.

"You never talk about any friends of yours. Did you never had one?"

Her smile faltered at the mention of friends and he frowned. She was in a dilemma now, not knowing how to tell him.

"It's okay if you don't wanna tell."

"No it's..it's just a very long story. I will share but not now, it's our time and I don't wanna ruin it with other people's talks."

He understood her point of view and nodded kissing her head. She smiled and fed him another bite. Once they were done with their food she quickly got up holding his hand.

"Now let's go and dance. The numbers are bang on, come na."

She pulled him and he chuckled at her before following her to the crowd. Suddenly the song changed to a romantic number and the couples quickly held their other halves and same was the case with Shubman and Sara.

Shubman held her waist pulling her to his chest while she rested her hands on his chest, both gazing at each other with nothing but love shining in their eyes.

The gentle tune of music made them move their legs with ease and since it was an English number it was more easy.

Sara gazed into his eyes, they were deep with an emotion only she could understand. Not able to handle her gaze he pushed her in his chest and she smiled resting her head on his chest while he hugged her swaying to the tune.

His chin rested on her head, even though she was wearing heels she still reached only till his chin and he was proud of that. His hands slowly moved to her back, his fingers brushed against her bare back making a shiver run down her spine.

Once the romantic song came to an end it was again changed into a dance number and Sara moved her body out, now moving on the beats of the melody.

Shubman watched her amazed as she swayed her hips to the tune, her hands wrapped around her neck while he held her waist to steady her wild form.

It was after thirty minutes and she was extremely tired. She clunged her body onto him making him laugh.

"Where's all the energy gone now baby? Want to dance some more?"

"Shut up before I smack your ass in front of a hundred people."

She mumbled growling and he chuckled again, her feisty firm was always a turn on.

"Ok fine, let's get you something to drink."

She nodded and he practically dragged her to the bar counter asking for two mocktails. He had no intention of getting drunk in a foreign country.

He snaked his arm around her waist almost pulling her on his lap and she kept her head on his chest, her hands dropping to the sides.

Shubman made her drink the mocktail but what he didn't notice was his mocktail was swapped with an highly alcoholic drink by the girl sitting behind him. She hadn't noticed Sara's presence since she was totally hidden by his huge frame.

He absent mindedly gulped the whole shot and later regretted as his throat burned, he knew it was alcohol but it was too late now. The alcohol was so strong it was already messing up with his mind.

He grabbed Sara's jaw lightly making her gaze into his hazy eyes.

"Hear me out..I guess I drank alcohol by mistake. Don't freak out, even if I do something pull me out of here. I have already booked the cab it will drop us to our hotel. I am so sorry all this is happening. But I hope you will handle me. Be safe, don't let anyone touch me or you. Now let's go."

Even when his mind was going haywire all he could think was of her safety making Sara's heart gush with emotions. She quickly held his hand while the other girl momentarily disappointed turned her face away.

She dragged him out of the club, his steps were already heavy and non steady as the alcohol started messing with his mind.

"Saraaaa."

"Yes Shub. Keep walking please. Hell why did you have to be so heavy?"

She asked pulling him as he dropped his hand on her shoulder, his whole weight now shifting on her.

"Sara my baby. I love you."

She couldn't help but smile at his intoxicated self, he was looking so vulnerable to her right now. She somehow made him sit in the car and took her seat before asking the driver to take it to their hotel.

"Sara my love, come let me show you what pleasure is."

Her eyes widened at his shameless talks and she gasped when his hands grazed the hem of her short dress. She glanced at the driver who was driving with focus, thank god they didn't get any body driver.

He shifted closer to her, his lips now grazing the sides of her neck. She sighed, keeping her hands on his shoulder. He didn't budge,rather his hands travelled to her clothes breast and she immediately held them in her hands firmly locking it.

"Shub please..just a few minutes baby. You can do whatever you want but wait."

"Sacchi?"

His eyes held so much innocence and hope that she melted right away but composed herself and nodded. He grinned like a baby getting a big chocolate and moved away, keeping a finger on his lips.
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