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SIDHARTH POV

"Where were you Sidharth?" Mom asks, with a cross arms and harsh tone.

I guess, she'd somewhere understood what's going on between Sana and I. God, damnit!

"I went for a long walk." I lied. I'm still not sure she guessed it. So, I can't just tell her the truth like this.

"Really?" She asks getting angry now. And my fear is coming in reality.

"Yes. Mom." I still dare to lie again. My voice was firm. I'm not fumbling anymore. Not again.

"Sidharth, whatever you are doing is not right. Are you understanding what I'm saying?" She tells me indirectly that she knows about Sana and I; so I should better say the truth then keep laying to her.

So, I'll tell her the truth, "Mom, I love her. Okay. Even she loves me. We love each other." My voice was serious and firm.

Surprisingly, I'm not either scared or ashamed to say it loud to her. That fact surprised her. Even me. I wasn't expecting I could do this now. But I guess her crazy love for me made me do it. Give me the straight to say it loud and be confident and feel no shame.

"Sidharth, Sana is a kid. She is immature. She is just 21. She is your student. Your best friend Harman's niece. Did you forget all these? She must be a kid. But you're a grown up man. Have you lost your mind? " She says in anger.

Her anger is justified. I can't blame her. Because, Sana and my relationship is not normal here. It's abnormal. It's a big deal. But, I'm not gonna give up on my love. My princess. She needs me. But I need her more. I can't live without her. I understood it by the time when she ignored my presence for a whole fucking month. That must be just a month for others but not for me. For me, it was thousands of years. I can't let it happen again. I'll fight for us. For our love.

"Mom, I know everything. Okay. Even she knows everything. But, still we love each other. And I am not gonna leave her. Even if you ask me to." I told her before she could ask me to leave her. I know ultimately she will say this only.

"This is wrong. What you have with her is wrong, Sidharth. Have you thought what her parents would think? And do to you? They can sue you Sidharth saying you, manipulated her to get in a relationship. Are you understanding what I'm saying?" She closed her eyes in disbelief seeing me unaffected.

Why would I be? Her parents? Her shitty parents? Who doesn't have time for her. Don't give the love and attention that she craves from them. Hell fucking no. I won't give a shit to them who hurt my princess.

"Mom they don't care for her. Just giving money and all the luxury of the world can't make a person happy. They need love, care, attention and affection. Which they didn't give her. She was lost. She was alone. She was lonely and broken. Before I entered in her life. I love her. I care for her. I can do anything to make her happy. To keep her happy." I try to justify me. Mostly my love.

"You both even," She shakes her head then looks up to me.

I can see disappointment in her eyes for me. It's definitely hurting me. But I won't let it affect me. She needs to understand me. Us. And our love.

"What?" I ask, expecting something worst to come. And that's what I received in response.

"I have seen marks on her. You guys went too far. You went too far Sidharth." She says in disappointment still shaking her head.

I can't blame her. She is not that upgraded. Her thinking is not that modern that she will accept her 36 years old son dating and fucking a 21 year old girl. According to her, she is a kid. An immature unloved lonely kid who got attracted to me. But call it love. Basically, what I used to think before I fall for her. Hard.

Also, she thinks I'm taking advantage of it. Because, she is beautiful, sweet and intelligent. She is everything I want. She is everything I need. That's her problem. Sana is just fucking perfect for me, and I won't let her go. She knows it well.

"Mom! We love each other. God damnit!" I say losing my temper a little.

She gets up from her place, and holds my hands tightly in hers, "Sidharth, I know she is perfect for you. But, stop what you are doing. What you both are doing. It's not right. She is a kid." Said firmly.

But, I quickly removed my hands from her grip. "That's not gonna happen for sure. I would better die, before leaving her. She needs me as much as I need her to live." I say firmly.

"Sidharth, stop acting like stubborn child here. Act like a grown up man." She says in irritation.

"I'm not acting like a child. But a man. Who loves a girl. I'm just standing for my love. For her." I argue.

"People won't accept it Sidharth. In fact, our own relatives. What will we say to Rajeev and his family? Have you thought that?" She says her actual fear. Finally.

This fucking society.

"I don't care, mom. I don't owe them. Anything. What I care about is you and Sanvi. My family. I care what you both think." I took a deep breath before asking her the real question, "Are you doing this for them?" I am understanding her main concern is that fucking society.

"I.. I don't know." She fumbles then adds, "This is wrong Sidharth. This is not our culture. It must be okay in western counties but not here. We are not like them. So you better leave her and date someone of your age." She finishes, and walks towards her bedroom.

"Mom!" I follow her. She can't just end this topic like this. "Listen to me. We need to talk."

She looks back at me then says, "There's nothing to talk and discuss. I already told you what I want you to do. Leave her. She is a kid. Now it's up to you what you want." She waits for my decision, standing at the door holding the doorframe.

I can't believe her.

"I won't leave her. And this is my last and final decision." Saying I walk to my bedroom and directly enter the bathroom to change in night clothes before sleep.

Coming out from the bathroom, I crawl into bed and lay down to sleep resting my arms under my head. I close my eyes to sleep take over me. But sleep is far away from me.

"I need her." Thinking about Sana, I quickly grab my phone to call my princess but I can see she has already sent me two messages saying she is missing me.

Soulmates.

PRINCESS 🩷- Sidharth I'm missing you a lot. Can we do FaceTime? 🥺

PRINCESS 🩷- "ONLY IF AUNTY DON'T MIND" that I'm kidnapping her son from her. And I won't even ask for a ransom too. Because you belong to ME. Hahaha! JK. LOL. First you're her son then my boyfriend. And I'm still embarrassed about our morning encounter. It was so embarrassing. 😭

God this girl.. is crazy. I just smile reading her weird and crazy messages.

"I should call her." I quickly call her and she receives the call on the first ring. She was waiting for my call. The thought widen my smile ten times.

"Hey! Baby." She says in her sweet voice with a gorgeous smile on her beautiful face, stealing my heart again.

"Hi! Princess. You were missing me?" I ask, and pull a pillow to cuddle to get comfortable.

"I am. Was. I was missing you." She answers playing with her hair locks.

She is laying on bed. Cuddling a pillow. Wearing a loose t-shirt. Nothing under it. I can literally see her perky breasts from here. I want those boobs in my hands to play and nipples into my mouth to suck. But right now she needs to stop playing with her hair locks. Because I do it. She can't do it. It's only my right to do.

"Don't play with your hair." I command her.

"Why?" She asks, playfully.

"Because you can't do it. That's why." I say.

"Why?" Now she is teasing me playing with her hair locks.

"Sana! Don't do it." I say firmly and she finally stops.

"You're getting possessive for my hair?" She giggles.

"I am fucking possessive for every inch of your body. Including your heart. It only belongs to me. Do you understand?" She smiles happily hearing my response.

She quickly gets up and stands in bed then, "Oh! My God. I got a fucking book boyfriend for real. Ahhhhhhh!!!!" Now she is screaming and jumping on bed like an excited teenager.

I couldn't help but laugh seeing her reaction. "You're crazy."I tell her.

"Yes. For you." She yell.

"Calm down. You're in a hotel room. Don't forget." I remind her.

"Oops! Sorry." She quickly lay down on bed and cuddle a pillow.

Here, I pull my pillow closer to me seeing it.

"Sidharth, I want aunty and Sanvi to accept me as your girlfriend. I want them to accept us. Our love and relationship. They're so lovely and good people. I already love them. I want us to live together. Us as in you, me, aunty, Sanvi, cutie pie and yeah Rajeev too. Happily. Like a happy family. It's my dream. I wanted a family like you have." She expressed her thoughts happily breaking my heart.

I can't give her a happy family that she deserves. Because mom already rejected her and denied to accept our relationship. What do I do now? She will never accept us. I know by now. She is blinded by the 'what society people will think' shit. God! This is depressing. And heartbreaking too.

"Sidharth, read something from your current book that you're writing. Something hot. Smut. I wanna see how a man's mind works during those times when they write smut scenes." She says out of the blue.

"Princess, I'm getting hard here, just seeing your boobs. So, let's not do it. Let's just talk or do something else. Something productive." My words made her giggle

"Productive? What you wanna do productive at 12:50? Sleep?" She jokes and laughs.

"Not a bad idea. Let's sleep." I'm just trying to change the topic.

Because, mostly I write imagining in my head. Even the sex scenes. And, the current story I'm writing; there are plenty of smut scenes where I imagined us. Me with Sana. And everytime I ended up getting hard and not getting a release in end. Because I stopped touching myself months ago.

"No. Baby. Read a chapter to me, which you wrote last. Please." Now she is begging, intentionally to poke me.

"Sana, please understand sweetheart. If you want I can send you PDF. You can read it later. In private." I tries again.

She frowns but then agrees. "Whatever! As you say," She again starts to play with her hair locks.

"Don't do it. It's only my right to do." My possessive words made her smile shyly.

"I love when you get possessive for me. God! I miss that Karan so much. You used to get so pissed seeing him with me." She says giggling in her own words.

And, here, I'm pissed on his mention only. I hated that guy. I still do somewhere I guess. But I'm happy he got his love in his side kick. That's what Sana call her. That she is his side kick. Weird.

"Stop talking about him." My irritate voice make her giggle more.

Damn! Her giggle.

I can do anything to see her happy like this. I don't want to spoil her mood telling her about my argument with mom. Mostly that she knows and she didn't accepted us. Her.

It will hurt her. It will make her sad and heartbroken. She really liked mom. But mom, she is not in the mood to listen and talk to me. But I need to talk with her again in the morning. I need to know what she would do. Will she accept us or not? What if she gives it a thought again. I will take my next decision according to it then. Because, I know, her parents and Harman won't accept it. Us. Me. There's no meaning to fight when I know the outcome already. Which is negative.

"Boobies for you." Her baby talks bring my attention back to her.

No! On her boobs. Her camera is focused on her naked boobs. She lifted up her t-shirt till her chest. Damnit.

"Princess! What the heck? Cover it." I say.

"Why? You wanted boobies, I'm giving you boobies." She again baby talks. Playing with her fucking boobs.

"Sana! Stop it. Cover them and sleep like a good girl." I say in firm tone.

"Sidhaaaaarth," She whines then, "What is this? I'm trying to make you happy. You are looking lost and sad." She says in a serious tone and finally covers her boobs.

Thank God!

"I'm not lost and sad. I was just stressed out about Rajeev. That's it." I half lied. I was definitely stressed out about him.

"Hmm! He will be fine don't worry. I can ask Dad for help if you want. Like he can recommend a good doctor's name." She says.

I am confused how can he?

"He runs a Cancer Care NGO." She added in the end.

Oh! I should consider it. There's no harm from taking the suggestion of a good doctor.

"Don't worry I myself will talk to your father." I assure her.

"That's cool." She yawns

"You should better sleep now. I'll come to meet you in morning. Good night." I say seeing her sleepy. She must be tired after all.

"Yes. You too sleep well. And have my dreams. Good night." She cuts the call giving me a beautiful smile in the end, and a flying kiss making me smile widely.

I set an alarm for 7 then keep my phone on the nightstand and I fall asleep cuddling the pillow thinking about future. Her and us.

•••

"I won't accept her and this relationship. This is my final decision. We live in a society and we have to act according to it. This is not your London. Where you can date a kid, who is half of your age." Mom tells me her last decision about our relationship.

Seriously, I'm feeling like shit. I'm very disappointed with her decision. Because, somewhere I was hoping she would accept Sana. Just being my mother. Thinking about my happiness at least. But I was wrong. I was totally wrong.

"Mom! Think again please. I mean think once again for me. For my happiness. I'm your son." I tried again.

I know it's useless. But still. I have to try for Sana. For her dream of a happy family.

"I told you my decision already. No doubt Sana is a good girl. Will be a good wife to her husband and a daughter-in-law to her in-laws. But, according to me she can't be my daughter-in-law. She is a kid." She says what she said before.

This fucking word "kid" is now irking me right now.

"Mom! Can you stop calling her a kid? She is not a kid anymore. She is a grown up woman. An adult." I argue for no reason.

I know I won't get any benefit from this useless argument. But I'm still doing it. Because I don't want to go away from Mom. And I don't wanna leave this country right now. I want to be with her. With my family. Along with Sana beside me. Here. I want us to live like a family do. A happy family. Her dream.

"A fact is a fact. Accept it Sidharth. She is a kid. Sanvi is 31. You still call her a kid. Here, Sana is just 21. She is definitely a kid." She argue back.

I don't know how to do this anymore. Logically she is correct. But, love don't see logic. That's the problem here. I'm not being logical anymore. I'm just thinking like a man who is madly in love with a 21 year old girl. A kid.

Fucking shit!

Don't overthinking now. Don't go there now. It will just cause her pain. It will cause you pain too. Just stick with what you thought. I'm trying my best to remind myself not to pay heed to mom's word and start overthinking and end up hurting Sana and me also.

"As you wish. But I won't change my mind and decision." Saying I left from home.

I need to go to the hotel and meet my princess and take her to my secret place. Maybe staying with her will make my mind and heart calm and at peace.

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"Wow! This place is so beautiful and peaceful, Sidharth." Sana says, gushing over the place.

It a lake. Tall big trees are lined up around the lake and in between there are few steel benches to sit and enjoy the beautiful view, cold breez and clear water.

"I'm glad you liked it." I say kissing her cheeks lovingly.

Here, we are alone and sitting on one of the benches to enjoy the beautiful view and cold breeze; holding each other's hands, sitting close to each other. People come here very rarely. Most people come here for some alone time.

"Come let's take some pictures of us." She says pulling me closer, all smiling ear to ear.

She is happy when I'm with her. I'm her happiness. I can't snatch it from her for others. For mom. If I leave her now, I would be called cowered. I don't know what Sana will do then, in her madness to get me. She can harm herself too. She is young. She is crazy. She is impulsive. She can do it. And, I can't lose her at any cost. How do I tell her what mom said. What's her decision? God this is getting on my nerves. In a bad way.

"Baby daddy! Smile please." She words bring me out of my disturbing thoughts.

"Yeah!" I smile for her and she clicks a few selfies of us.

In these pictures we are happy. We are all smiling. We are deeply in love. Just perfect. We are perfect. We are perfect for each other. We are enough for each other. We both makes a happy family. Period.

"You want some solo of you?" I ask, after admiring the selfies.

"No. I'm tired of being solo. From now on, I don't want a photo of me without you. I want all my photos to be a duo. With you. Only you." She says, "I love you." And kissing my cheeks.

She said a deep thing in such a simple way, that so perfectly and innocently. I couldn't hold myself anymore but kiss her insanely right there on my secret place. My favorite place after home. But, now she is my home.

"I love you more, princess." I say breaking the kiss.

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