Author's pov,

They sat on Eshana's car and drove to her mansion. The house caretaker opened the door for them. Eshana told the driver to park the car as she exit  the car. Armaan took the backpack and followed her.

As Eshana and Armaan enter the mansion.

They heard some noises from the living area.

" Eshana Ma'am your parents are here." A servant inform her.

Hearing this Eshana became angry.

" Armaan give your backpack to the kaki ma, she will keep it in my room."

Eshana calls this oldest servant of hers kaki ma, who has taken care of her since she was 10, after she shifted in her own mansion, she also came along with her with her husband who is the caretaker here, they are childless, so they loves Eshana like their own, also Eshana love and cares for them.

Armaan nodded and handed his bag, as it was not much heavy, he only brought three clothes for him with his laptop and some small and important things.

As the servant left.

" Come, let's meet them, be prepared for the drama, but remember they shouldn't doubt us."

Armaan gave her a nod.

Eshana's parents were sitting on the couch and having tea.

As they saw them they glared at Armaan, then look at Eshana for answers .

" Eshana, what kind of joke is this? We thought all those were rumours. Why we were not even informed? How can you get married suddenly like this, with just a mere employer of yours." Mrs Shekhawat asked her.

" We love we each other and why do you even care, when you don't even existed in my life. I am just a bank for you guys rather than that you didn't even remember having a daughter. "

" ESHANA, don't forget you are talking with your mother." Mr Shekhawat said sternly.

Eshana royal ignored him making him angry but he didn't said anything more .

" Eshana we are your parents, we want best for you. There were best proposals coming for you, then why did you choose him? Also you got married at a court, see he can't even afford a proper marriage. " Mrs Shekhawat said her.

" They are best for you because you see the bank balance, you guys judge a person with his or her money. Like you used do back then. Also it was my wished to marry this way. I don't care what you think or not. You guys never did anything for me, for me being grateful. Although I still fulfill the duties of a child. So better stop showing your right and fake love towards me, before I stop fulfill the duties of a good daughter. " Her raised the voice as she spoke, but able to control her emotions.

Armaan holds her hand, in a way showing she is not alone, he is there for her.

Eshana doesn't have a good relationship with her parents and they visit her very rarely, or mostly when they need something from her .

Eshana calmed herself and said,

" I am kindly requesting you both to leave, Please do leave from here, don't make me do something I will regret later ."

Her parents just placed their cups on the table and left without saying anything further. But not before glaring, and showing their how disgusting they feel about their son-in-law.

As they left Armaan asked,

" Are you Okay?"

" Yes, I am sorry on behalf of my parents. "

" It's ok I didn't mind. "

" Come let's ok it's alright 6pm. What do you want to eat? I will asked kaki ma to prepare it for the dinner."

" Anything veg for tonight will be fine with me."

" Sure. "

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As they reached near Eshana's room.

Eshana took a breath and open the door.

Of course it's beautiful, classy and elegant like her. Not surprising , seeing no decorations for the FIRST-NIGHT.

"I didn't want you to feel uncomfortable, sorry but you have to stay here with me in this room, as we have to show a perfect couple to the servants too, because rumours doesn't takes time too spread also it will make both of us comfortable , when we will be in public. Also I forbade them from decorating this room saying that I still need time. " Eshana said, standing at the door before they entered.

Armaan nodded.

" A corner of my wardrobe is clear, you can put your clothes there. "

" Thanks, but I am still left with the presentation editing, which you had given me two days back, tomorrow is the day I have to submit it, so can I complete my work?"

" Yeah of course, you can use the small work table in infront of couch, or I will ask someone to take you to my house office , which is in the left wing. " Eshana replied.

" I am fine working here "

Armaan went towards the couch and started taking out the documents and laptop from his backpack, which was kept on couch .

Impressive, he seems more Hardworking than me. I went near my dressing table and started removing the jewelery but some of my hair had somehow entwined with the necklace I winced as it hirts, I can't not able to remove it.

I look at him through the mirror and I called out for him. He looked at me raising his perfect eyebrow, DAMN that was hottt...

"Can you please help me to remove this ?" I asked him, pointed towards the necklace.

He looked at me for a few seconds, then nodded and started coming forward towards me, standing behind me and he carefully started untwining my hair from the necklace. I could feel his breath on my neck. I felt an electric jolt whenever his fingers touched my skin. I looked at him through the mirror, seeing him very focused and carefully handling my hair.

After what felt like an Eternity , he unhooked the necklace and handed it to me. I looked up to him and said "Thanks for helping ". He gave me a very small smiled  and left, for doing his work.

I decided to change the saree after having the dinner and decided to check some of the emails.

We was working for almost four hours, and saw it's already 10pm. I guess till now the dinner is ready, also I haven't eaten anything after breakfast.

I look at him, he was looking at laptop screen and working with so much focus. The he looks good, the way his finger are moving, the way he is sitting in that couch.

'Is quite charming, isn't it? The way he works'

I asked myself.

I saw him closing his laptop, which reminds me, that I was going tell him about the dinner.

" Are you done?"

" Yes I just saved it"

" Great, let's go downstairs then for the dinner."

He nodded.

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Soon we were in the dining table, sitting facing each other.

"Armaan start eating, didn't you like it? " I asked him seeing my dear hired husband lost in his thoughts. Though I wonder what he's thinking about ?! I could see it in his eyes - he looks so...lost? I am not able to decipher that look on his face.

Today he is looking so good and different, he looked too hot and handsome in his ethnic wear.

"Huh? Oh yeah.. right...food, no it's look good " Armaan.

"Where are you so lost ?" I asked him as he began eating the delicious food. It's not like I need to know, but if he is in any problem I can help him. We both are not only a boss and employer anymore, we are husband and wife too . I genuinely care for him, well he is doing me a great favor.

" Nothing, just thinking about work."

Yeah he my most sincere and hardworking employer, so that is excepted from him.

After having our dinner we headed back to my, ohh not it's not my anymore it's our room now, I like how it sound. Never thought I would liked sharing my personal space with someone else.

I showed him the guest room bathroom, while he took a towel, t-shirt and pajama pants with him to change .

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Finally , I removed my saree, blouse and the petticoat I took of my underwear, and took a relaxing shower. I opened the connected door of my walking closet and took out my the least revealing nightdress and wore it. I went back to the room to see Armaan shirtless, taking out another t-shirt from his backpack ,  the one he took with him was on the floor seems wet. 

I couldn't help but stare at his back . I had never seen him wearing any fitting T-shirt other than his suits, so shirtless was totally unaccepted .

I cleared my throat, indicating my presence in the room.

Seeing me, he quickly wears his T-shirt before I could see his body .

The shirt enhanced his biceps and his body. He does workout! He has abs behind that shirt and his back view was a treat too, I so want to see his well chiseled body! Did I want him to wear the t-shirt? NO.

No honey, I just want him to remove those pants too and give me a good peak of what's inside. Damn this man ! I so want to touch his abs and taste him. Does he taste as delicious as he looks?? I can feel my nipples getting hard and fuck I'm getting wet !!

I coming out of my dreamland.

Control Eshana !! Don't think anything unholy at this ungodly hour ! But why not have some fun!

He put his backpack beside the couch near the wall.

He noticed me gawking shameless at his body and checking him up and down while bitting my lips.

I slowly took steps near him... moving closer, while he stepped backward.

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Author pov,

" Why are you stepping away and sweating? Are you afraid of me?" Eshana asked smirking.

He felt like a prey who going to be attacked by the lioness in front of him...

He quickly nodded his head in yes, and then realising he shakes his head in no and said,

" Ma'am, your intentions are not looking so good to me"

" Not so good indeed " she whispers seductively near his ear.

She noticed his ears returning red, while his Adam apple moved as he gulped hard .

" Relax I was just teasing you I am not going to rape you"

" Don't worry I am not going to take advantage after my band new husband. And scared him away. "

Saying so she stepped back, but he still didn't look at her.

" It's late come let's sleep."

I noticed him going towards the couch and laying on it.

"Why are you sleeping there?" I asked him.

So here is chapter, hope you guys like it. Please do vote and comment. I will upload the next chapter only if I get a good number of comments.