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SANA POV

I'm glad we had a real talk last night about our future. Our marriage and babies. I have been in good talking terms with Dad now. We talk every day. Not for hours but ten to fifteen minutes.

I understood he has finally realized his past mistakes for abandoning me for his work and for the betrayal he got from his soon-to-be ex-wife and my so-called mom. But now he wants to change himself for me. For good. He wants to be a good Dad for me. And, I can see he is trying hard to be a good father for me.

In his busy schedule of work, he manages to call me once before sleep. Every day. Those ten minutes we talk mostly about our day. About us. About my future. My study in London. My job and other stuff. But the hottest topic of our conversation is my hot boyfriend Sidharth Shukla.

Dad is still trying hard to accept the fact that he is my boyfriend. And one day I'll marry him and make babies too. In short, Sidharth is his future son-in-law. He still says those same bullshit. Our huge age gap, our priorities, marriage and babies. That I can wait for at least, seven to eight years from now on. But he can't. He is 36. Will become 37 after four months.

But after talking with Sidharth last night, I can tell we are in a good place. He is very supportive and understanding. I loved the way he said I can take as much time as I want. He will wait. That's a big deal for me.

But honestly, I won't make him wait too long for anything he wants; a loving wife and kids. Right now we are in a live-in relationship. I find it like a marriage. Two people live in a house doing everything what a married couple does. So, why not just do it on papers.

I will not marry him right now. I'm just 21. But I have made my mind that, we will get married in two years. 23 is a good age to get married. Huh? Many Muslim girls get married at this age. Even Hindu girls. So, why can't I?

"Fucking God Princess!"

I smiled hearing his reaction seeing me only in that sexy red lingerie. I still have to wear my dress and do my makeup. Hair is done. I will wear a sexy red shimmery short dress.

We are going to a club to have some fun. Like, get drunk, dance like crazy and come back home and do lots of dirty stuff. In bed, on couch, in bathroom, in kitchen, on dining table, living room sofa. In short, every corner of our house. That's the plan.

"Let's cancel our club plan and do the dirty part already?" He sounds desperate.

I turn around to face him, with cross arms. He was sleeping after our lunch. Today is the weekend, Sunday. So he was home all day resting.

"It's not happening Sidharth. We will go there. Have some drinks and food. Will do some dance. Then finally we will head back home and do sex." I reminds him our plan which I made today in the morning.

"Are you sure?"

*My desperate baby.*

"Yes. I am sure. Now get up. Freshen up and change and let me get ready Mr. Hottie professor." Saying I got busy in getting ready.

My lazy ass baby.

I smiled seeing him getting down from bed lazily. He picks up his clothes from bed. He will wear that red shirt I have brought for him with black ripped jeans and black leather jacket.

"You will look hot as fuck. Like a biker." I said making his chuckles.

"You love bikers?"

"Umm! Yes. I found them hot. Mostly when they wear black t-shirts, black ripped jeans, black leather jacket and black leather boots. With big tattoos on their sexy long neck and arms and chest...."

"Say the whole fucking body." He said in irritation.

"Jealous baby." I teased him.

He came to me, and kissed my cheeks, "Not jealous. I am possessive, my Love." And bit my cheeks then goes inside the bathroom to change.

"Such a sweetheart you are. Always loves to pamper me with sweet kisses and bites." I taunted him.

"You're eatable Princess, and I am a big time foodie. Always hungry." He said from bathroom.

"That's cringe Sidharth."

"I know. But I said the truth. Only."

I shook my head sideways then I get back in getting ready. Best part I don't take long time to get ready. My hair is already done. I just have to put on my dress and put some make-up on my face. I quickly wore my dress and did my makeup.

I had kept my hair open. My makeup is bold. Dark smokey eyes, red bold lipstick that he brought for me. Some gold jewelry pieces in hands, neck and a leg chain with his initial "S".  He loves so much. He always plays with it whenever I wear it.

"Bombshell!" I heard him saying as he walked out of the bathroom wearing his clothes.

I smiled and walked up to him and locked my arms around his neck and kissed his lips briefly. "You're looking super hot, professor Sidharth."

He smiled sexily, and grabbed my ass. Ass not waist. Sexy! He pulled me closer crushing our front bodies.

"Thank you, Princess. Now let me appreciate your beauty a little more nicely."

At first, I didn't understand what he meant, but then I did. When he kissed my whole face. He started from my forehead then my eyes. For it I closed my eyes with a smile. I love his soft kisses. He moved to my cheeks and kissed them one by one. Then my ears. He sucked my earlobe in the end making me moan. Then he kissed my nose. I couldn't help but smile big. Then my jawline. I moaned the whole time.

"Sidharth." I moaned again pulling his hair firmly, when his lips gave wet kisses on my neck.

"Ummh! Sana." He goaned against my collar bone before leaving a love mark giving kisses and sucking my sensitive skin.

All the time he was kneading my ass making me go crazy. He came up and finally stopped against my lips and looked into my eyes. I felt myself getting weak on my knees. Just seeing the intensity in his eyes.

"May I?" He whispered eyeing my lips.

"Please." My voice comes out whisper and desperate.

The next moment all I knew he didn't kiss me, but he ate my lips. Literally. He kissed so hard, he made it red and swelled. I looked into the mirror with wide open eyes when he stood behind me and back hugging me resting his chin on my naked shoulder, locking his arms around my stomach.

"What have you done Sidharth?" I asked him looking at my lips in the mirror.

"You don't need any lipstick now." He kissed my cheeks lovingly then added, "Now every fucker will know you're taken." He smiled proudly of his art work and kissed my shoulder blade.

I couldn't help but giggle. "You're crazy."

"Yes. For my Princess." His voice was serious and possessive. He kissed my cheeks again.

This was the first time he said he is crazy for me. Otherwise it's always me, who says it. I liked it, that he is crazy for me. Even if it just in words. Not the crazy crazy. Like me.

In my craziness, I did some shit yesterday. I researched on that bitch Samaira. I don't know why but I felt something is off about her. So, I hacked her Gmail account and social media accounts.

What I found out about her is interesting plus it made my blood boiled in anger. I felt like killing her, with my own bare hands.

All I got to know was that, she belongs to a middle class family. Got married with a guy named Tarun ten year's ago. They have a baby boy named Tushar. Who is now 7 years old. I also came to know that, she cheated on her husband with her boss one year ago. For this, Tarun has divorced her and also her rich boss left her. Because, even he is married. In short, she is very much single.

Single means danger.

After checking her search history and social media accounts my blood boiled in anger. That bitch was looking for my man everywhere last night after our so-called meet up in mall. So, I have to do something about it later.

"Shall we go? Or you want to stay home? I won't mind though." His words make me come in my sense.

"Yeah! Let's go."

As we reached our buildings compound I saw some ladies looking at us weirdly. As if we did something wrong. When we are just minding our own business.

"What?" I finally asked as they were gossiping about us.

I hate these types of people. Almost every Indian woman are like this. They just love to gossip about others life. It's a source of their so-called entertainment.

"You both are so..." A lady was about to say something about us, but Sidharth grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the compound in hurry. But I could hear what they said.

"They are so shameless. Especially that man, Sidharth. He is a professor. But see, so disgusting."

"I know. She is a kid. But, these rich people have no shame and character. Disgusting shameless people."

"This is the reason, I hate rich people."

"Me too."

"Sidharth leave my hand. Let me shut their filthy mouth." I said in anger. I'm gonna kill these old bitches. How dare they talk shit about my Sidharth.

"Sana, leave."

He dragged me out of the society gate. But I didn't miss to memorize those women's ugly faces. Soon these women will get their own share of punishment by me.

"Why did you stopped me?" I asked after sitting in car. I'm so angry right now.

"Sana even I'm angry. They have no right to say bad about us. But, we can't just fight with them like this. They're old people. Have their own mindset. We can't just scream at them and make them understand it. No?"

"Whatever!"

They will get some good punishment. What? I need to think about it. Something that they can never ever open their dirty mouth. Death will be fine I guess. Dead people can't talk. Huh! Perfect plan. Kill them all.

"Princess, smile please." He requests taking my hand on his lap.

"No. I am not in a good mood right now." Saying I looked in the front and saw the driver is also looking at us in the same way those old ladies were looking.

"You, mind your own business. If anything happens to us especially my Sidharth, I'll make sure you die much more painfully." My threatened made him shock and scared.

"Sorry. You drive."

"Why did you said sorry to him? Hah?" There was nothing to be sorry about. In fact, that driver should say sorry to us.

"Sana, please relax."

"No." I won't be relaxed until I kill them all.

"Sana, if you really think this is the last time someone will say something like this about us. Then you're wrong. This is just the beginning. It just that, you heard it for the first time. You can't just go there and shout at them to make them understand their mistakes." He explained to me about our situation but the only thing that caught my attention was—

"Who else talked bad about us? Tell me the names?" I'll shut their mouth too.

"Are you serious?" He looked at me in disbelief as if I'm talking something weird.

"Yes. Tell me the name." I demand.

He rubbed his face in frustration I guessed, then look at me with anger. "Sana, stop acting like a stubborn child here. Okay? Grow up. It's not right to fight always. Okay?"

Huh! He understood why I demanded those names. "They deserve punishment Sidharth." I told him what I felt.

"No they don't. They're innocent people Sana. And everyone can have a different opinion about something or someone. Huh? Everyone deserves a second chance. Give them." He sweetly talked and cupped my face gently to melt me.

"It won't work." I told him. I'll do what I feel. "No second chance." I don't believe in second chance.

"Sana, fuck!" He gave up seeing me unaffected. He removes his hands and looked outside showing his back to me.

"Sidharth," I called him putting my hand on his shoulder. But he removed it immediately. He is upset. But I don't want him to be upset like this when we are going to have some fun.

"Okay. No punishment." I lied. He don't have to know what I'll do.

He immediately looked back, smiling. "That's amazing Sana. Thank God you realized." He again grabbed my hand and pulled it on his lap to play with my fingers.

Now I can't kill them. But they'll definitely get some good punishment for hurting my Sidharth. I know he must be showing me he is not affected by their shitty talks but I know he is. He is badly affected. This kind of mean comments can affect our relationship. His mind.

What if he leaves me someday because of these filthy comments of unimportant people. Who doesn't even exist for us. Him leaving me is the worst nightmare for me. I can't afford that at any cost. Even if I have to burn the whole world to make them disappear from our life and shut their mouths forever.

"Sana?"

"Huh?"

"Come out."

I didn't realized we have reached outside the club. I quickly got down from the car holding his hand.

"Such a gentleman you're."

He smiled big then we walked into the club not before me flipping that driver asshole off. Sidharth looked at me in shock.

"Don't be Love. He deserved worst. But I just showed my beautiful middle finger to him. Chill out." I kissed his shocked face and walked inside.

Tonight will be fun!

"Sana! Why did you do that?" He asked, walking behind me in a hurry.

I looked back with a smirk, "That was just a cheek kiss Love. I can kiss you in your beautiful mouth in front of everyone here." I said pointing the people around us in the club. "Over five hundred people are here. It will be fun no?"

"No. It won't be fun. They will make our video and put it on their social media accounts and we are doomed Sana. At least, me. I'm the older one here. Not you. You're just a kid." He chided.

Hence proved, those ladies words did affect him. Badly. He just called me a kid. And himself an old man.

"But I love this old man. And I can do anything to make this old man MINE. Even it means I have to burn the whole fucking world to keep him safe with me. Do you understand the old man?" I said with pure possession

He looked at me in shock again. "You love me so much?" It was a question.

"You can't even imagine that much." Saying I kissed his cheek sweetly

"Sana don't."

I didn't say anything. Today I'll make him show his right to me on his will. And I know how it will happen.

"I'll go and dance. You go and grab some drinks for us."

I went towards the dance floor when I could see a few young men looking at me with lust in their eyes. They are thinking about how to approach me and take me to a private place. Maybe their house. Then undress me in a swift motion and fuck me in their bed.

Typical man.

I stand at a place from where Sidharth can see me dancing from the bar counter. He is ordering some drinks for us. Few women are there who are eye rape-ing him. It's boiling my blood for sure, but I need to focus on my mission. So, I kept my eyes on my man and started moving my body sexily with the rhythm of the high music.

Soon two of the men came to me dancing acting casual and started to dance. One is behind me and the other one is beside me. I am feeling uncomfortable and praying Sidharth to look at me. And he did, after taking two glasses of drinks. For me Bloody Mary and for him Whiskey Sour.

He looked at me with bloodshot eyes. He kept the drinks on the counter and came to me taking big steps.

"What the heck are you doing?" He asked seething in anger.

"Dancing." I smiled innocently and continued my dance.

Do something baby. Just do something to show your right on me.

"Are you blind?" He asked seething looking at those men with a "stay away from her" look. Not my girl one.

I grabbed his hand and put them around my waist, which he pulled away but he doesn't know me yet.

"Hold me with full right on me Sidharth. Don't forget I'm yours." I provoked him eyeing those young men looking at me with lust in their eyes. What a shameless creature they are.

"Hold me and show your right to me." I again said firmly.

"Sana—" He looked hesitant.

"Do it. Or else, I'm gonna dance with them in front of you. They won't hesitate to touch me Sidharth. Think."

That's all I needed to say before he grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him crashing our front bodies. I locked my arms around his neck and moved closer to his face and we started dancing moving our hips and looking into each other's eyes. Mine filled with love, his filled with anger and possession.

"You're mine Princess. Only mine."

I liked it. His possession. His right.

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