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SIDHARTH POV

So, after getting ready, we left for shopping in a mall. Where Sana loves to shop mostly. First, we went to buy her sexy red lingerie by my choice obviously. And I chose a very sexy one. A four piece red erotic lingerie. It has a floral bra, a thong, a belt type thing, a neck piece and a pair of see through socks. I even brought a pair of red high heels and red lipstick for her.

She will look like an erotic goddess.

Oh God, I'm feeling hot. Just imagining her in all red. Red lingerie, red high heels and red lipstick.

"Fuck-able sexy."

"Stop self talking Sidharth. We are still in mall."

Sana's words leave me mortified. I totally forgot we are still in the mall. And now we are doing my shopping. That damn red shirt.

"Hmm! Sorry."

"It's okay. Now tell me, which one do you like the most? This, this or this?" She showed me three red shirt.

"All are red. Take anyone. Who cares?" My reply made her frown. I don't know why.

"I care. And, these are three different shades of red Sidharth. You don't know nothing. Well, This is carmine. This is maroon and this is burn red." She said pointing out the shirts.

"Okay. But in my dictionary they are just R-E-D. Red."

She looked offended. "Okay. Forget it. I'll choose myself."

"Thank you." I'm glad she will do it herself.

"Okay. I'll take this cherry red one. It's so sexy." Her words make me gasp.

"Wow!" She just chose a different shade of red.

"I know right? God! You'll look," She leans to me and whispers, "Fuck-able sexy." She moves away, "Right?" and winks at me.

"Yeah!" I can't help but smile. She just used my words on me.

"I'll go and check some other stuff for you, okay?"

"Sure. Go."

"Not go. Say I'm coming with baby."

"I'm coming with you, ba—" I got interrupted by a very familiar female voice, which came from behind.

"Hey! Sidharth."

I quickly turned and a gasp left my mouth seeing the person.

"Hi! Samira." I greet her with an awkward smile.

She is my ex-girlfriend. My first girlfriend from my college time. I had a very casual relationship with her. Just sex. No strings attached. Why I was like that back then? A reckless guy.

"God! It's been so long. Well, how are you?"

"Good." Until you come up from nowhere to disturb my peaceful life and putting your own little life in danger.

Sana is already shooting daggers at her. She already sensed that we had a history. Smart girl.

"Well, how are you?" I asked with a straight face, avoiding Sana's annoyed look.

"I'm good. So, what are you doing now? Mr. Topper guy?" She asked in a friendly way nothing flirty but Sana is on fire. I can sense her hot glare at me and her.

"I'm a college professor now. What about you? Are you doing any job or just a housewife?" I asked, keeping the conversation casual.

"Yes. I'm working at a private bank. Well, are you here with your wife?" Her question made Sana smile a little but it didn't last long after her next line. "And, who is she?"

Here she means Sana. In short, Sana and my imaginary wife both are different people for her. Which definitely irked Sana a lot.

"Is she your sister-in-law? I mean, your wife's little sister?" She added.

"Actually—" Before I could clarify her assumptions a very annoyed Sana interrupted me.

"Mrs. Samaira and whatever you are. Don't you think you assume things way too much? First of all, he is not married. So, he definitely don't have a wife. So automatically I'm not his sister-in-law."

"Okay. Young lady. Calm down. My bad." She looked mortified. She focused on me again, "So, Sidharth as this young lady said you're not married. Are you dating someone?"

"I—" Sana again interrupt me.

"Yes. He is seeing someone. Who is very beautiful and talented."

Hidden meaning: It's me bitch. I am better than you are.

"Okay." Samaira giggled awkwardly. "Who are you again? Sorry you didn't said yet."

"I'm Sana Gill. I'm his—" This time I interrupt her.

"Friend. She is my friend." I avoid her death glare.

"Oh! Wow! Sidharth. I didn't know, you had such a young friend. It's fascinating!" She said and smiled knowingly.

Hidden meaning: Oh! Wow! Sidharth. I didn't know you would have such a young girlfriend. That's fascinating. You're still such an asshole.

"Okay! It was nice meeting you Samaira." I said ending our not-so-pleasing-meeting.

"Yes. It was. See you around then." Saying she got busy in her shopping. I guess she is here to buy clothes for her husband.

"See you never, bitch." Sana mumbles in irritation.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the billing counter. Paying the bill we come out of that showroom.

"I hate that bitch." She said as we came out from that store.

"What you did back there?" I asked, irritated by her behavior. But mostly thinking what she must be thinking right now about me seeing me dating a young girl, who is half of my age.

"I did nothing, wrong. I just cleared her wrong assumptions by telling her the truth. Half truth." She is still annoyed with the "friend" thing.

"Half? She understood the whole truth Sana. Your reaction gave her the answer that you're my girlfriend not friend." I told her, annoyed.

"Oh! Good for her then. Why are you annoyed then?" She asked, irritated.

"I—"

"Oh! I see. You're angry because she understood I'm your girlfriend not just a friend. Hah? You're ashamed that I'm your girlfriend? Right?" She is hurting herself now.

Oh God! How do I make this stupid girl understand my problem?

"I'm not ashamed Sana. She is nothing to me."

"Really? Didn't looked like."

"Okay! She was my first girlfriend."

"Oh! Wow! First met last. Huh? What a reunion!" She mocked but I ignored her.

"Sana, she will judge me as a bad person. That I'm still an asshole who has a young girlfriend to fuck with. That thought made me feel disgusted on myself. On my old self. That why I was like that? Reckless and asshole." I told her my main problem.

"Okay. So you fucked her?"

In all these she just focused on this part. Great!

"Tell me. You fucked her or not?"

"Yes." Fuck! She is super mad now.

"Huh! She is nothing in front of me. And, yes. Don't feel bad Sidharth. As you said, she is nothing to you. So, her thinking shouldn't bother you. Whatever you were It's past now. Now you're not like that anymore. Are you?"

She is right.

"No. I'm very serious about us Sana. You're my baby mommy remember? And, I did a tattoo of your name on my chest. Just over my heart."

"Huh! Then fuck her opinion. But don't fuck her. Or else, you won't have a cock and balls anymore. I'll cut them off." She flipped her hair slapping it on my face and went inside another shop to buy my clothes.

"Definitely." I'll lose my balls.

"Are you coming or not?"

Do I have a choice?

"Coming." I answered following her behind.

There we brought more clothes for me. T-shirts, shirts, pants, jeans, shorts and underwear. After our shopping she demands to have bubble tea. So, we went to the café area. I ordered one bubble tea for her and Expresso and croissant for me.

"I want croissants." She demands like a baby making me smile.

"Okay. Make two croissant." I told the waiter in a cold tone.

This fucker is eye rape-ing my Princess.

"Sure sir. Ma'am." Saying he left.

"You okay?" Sana asked smirking.

"Yeah!" I lied and she knows it well.

"It's okay to be possessive Sidharth. I loved it." Her smile makes me smile back to her.

We started talking on random topics. Mostly about my Mom and her college admission. I am thinking to talk with my Mom again to convince her about our relationship. She is a mother. She should think about her child's (my) happiness.

"I hope she accepts me." Sana said in hopeful voice.

"I hope so." My voice was not hopeful. I have zero hope on her. But still I'll try for Sana and her dream of a happy normal family. Where she will be loved by a mother.

That waiter came back with our order after sometime and an extra chocolate cake which we didn't order.

"We didn't order this cake. Then why cake?" I asked him.

"It's complimentary for ma'am." He replied smiling eyeing my Sana.

This fucker is—

"Thank you. I love cake. You're such a good older brother." Her words made his face fall immediately.

My good girl

"You welcome, ma'am. Enjoy." Saying he left in a hurry feeling mortified.

"Brother? Huh?"

"Isn't he?" She smirks.

"Of course. He is." Apart from me, every male of this world is her brother.

After eating our food, we again went for shopping. Grocery shopping. We need few stuff.

"Let's go home Sana." I said getting annoyed with this shopping thing. I hate shopping and she loves shopping.

"I'm almost done." She went towards the ice cream corner and grabbed some ice cream and put it in our curt. "Done."

Finally!

"Okay." Taking the curt I went towards the billing counter. A young handsome man is in charge. He is constantly looking at my Sana's direction who have zero interest around her. She is busy with her phone doing something.

"Focus on your job." I said coldly. This fucker is checking out my girl too.

Why is everyone after her?

He gives an apologized smile then focus on his work.

Once he was done making our bill and I paid the bill he said, "Your sister is very beautiful."

Sister? Like seriously? In which angel she looks like my sister? She doesn't even look like me.

"She is not my sister. She is my—"

"Friend." Sana jumped in between taking her revenge on me.

"Oh! You're very beautiful ma'am."

"Thanks brother." That man's face fell immediately. And I smiled.

She grabbed my hand and said, "Let's go buddy." And walked out from that shop.

Fucking buddy

"I'm not your buddy." I chided.

"I know hubby. But according to you, I'm your friend. So, you are my buddy." She taunted.

"Sana!"

"Fuck with your friend Sidharth." She chided.

"Oh! I'll." And I spanked her peachy butt.

"Pervert buddy." She smirks but then smiles shyly.

"We are friends with benefits, buddy." I winked

"So, we are fuck buddies?"

"Yes." I nod, smiling.

"Fascinating. Very fascinating." She mimicked Samira.

I couldn't hold back my laugh after it. Even she joined me later saying, "I hate that bitch."

I know she does.

***

Reaching home, the first thing we was change and freshen up the hit our bed. We decided we will do this erotic thing tomorrow. Tomorrow is Saturday. The weekend.

"We will go pub tomorrow. I will wear a sexy red dress over that sexy lingerie. And, you my baby Daddy will wear that cherry red shirt, with black pants, belts and black leather jacket. Huh?" She said playing with my hair, laying on top of me caging me with her legs and arms like a monkey.

"Okay. As my baby mommy says." She giggled shyly on my remark.

"Baby mommy!"

"Ah-huh!" I kissed her blushing cheeks.

"When do you want babies Sidharth? And when you want to get married?" She asked from nowhere.

"Whenever you are ready to start a family and settle down with me. I'll marry you and make babies too." I told her the truth. There's nothing to hide. It will happen one day eventually but with her will.

"Huh?"

"Yes. It's up to you. I won't put pressure on you for anything. If you're ready after two years or five years or ten. I'll wait till then. Even if you don't want any baby I won't force you."

"But I want babies Sidharth. Maybe not now but someday I want to be a mommy. Your babies mommy. I want to be the best mother for our children." Her words makes me feel proud of her.

"You will be the best mother for our children Sana. I know it." I have full faith in it. On her.

Mostly people think who never got love and care from their parents they are not good in relationships. They won't make a good wife or mother and vise versa for boys. But they are wrong. They become the best wife and mother or husband and father. As they know the value of that love and care. As they never got themselves.

"Thank you for trusting me." Then she kissed my lips. Not a short one but a long passionate one. A kiss of gratitude for trusting her.

"My perfect Princess." My words makes her blush again.

"I love when you blush." I told her.

"Because it's very rare?"

"Yes." I nod. "My Princess is very rare and a beautiful soul."

"Stop it!" She hides herself in my neck feeling shy.

Her heart is so precious, so beautiful and fragile. That scares me to death thinking, what if I hurt her someday unknowingly then what will happen to her. She will be broken beyond repair. And, I don't want that to happen ever.

"My crazy Princess." I kissed her hair and hugged her tightly, promising her not to hurt her ever.

"That sounds better." She says making me smile.

"Wanna watch some movie?" I asked.

"Sure!" She is quick to get up from me then runs to get my laptop in bed.

"What you wanna watch?"

"Huh!" She looked lost for sometime then said, "A Walk to Remember. Classic."

"It have a sad ending Sana. The heroin died. Let's watch something else please." I'm not in the mood for a tragedy movie.

"Okay! Then? How about— Notebook?"

"No. Both died. Say a movie name where they both are alive in the end."

"Hmm! Then, let's watch a fairytale movie. How about Beauty and The Beast? Don't say No. You're my beast. In bed." She giggled.

"Fine." I can't believe I'm watching it. A child's movie.

"Yeah!" She kissed my cheeks and played the movie online.

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