(A/N: Sorry for the delay. I had exams so couldn't update. Thanks for waiting. Here you go. Please vote and comment.)

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I turned him over under me and leaned really close into him. My face shifted towards the spot under his earlobe and his hands tightened over my body.

"Tumhara matlab kya hai?" He whispered in a controlled voice.

"Matlab..." I breathed into his ear and I heard his breath race. He gripped my waist tight.

"Matlab..." He whispered softer and I smirked. I rolled down and ran quickly to the washroom. As soon as he sensed my absence, he grunted.

"Yaar Nandini..." He ran his fingers in his hair, distressed and I giggled from the bathroom. Drunk Nandini was never an easy-to-get girl. "Fine!" He shouted and grabbed the TV remote. He swapped channels and annoyed, just looked at the TV.

I had taken a nice shower and opened the bathroom cabinet. Something... Something please... I muttered to myself in my drunk haze. Annoyed, I slammed it shut. I slipped on my undergarments and his tank top, that had a 1973 printed on it, and reached just about my thigh. I knotted it at the end just to clasp it there. It had now transformed into a weird kind of wrap dress. I looked at myself in the mirror.

I looked all sexy but my hair. I let it be in a bun though, because I knew how much Manik hated it when I tied my hair. Today is gonna be fun. I said to myself and gleed. I stumbled out of the door and Manik just ignored. He didn't pay any heed to me. I slammed the door shut and walked slowly towards him. Still no reaction. I looked at him hopelessly and suddenly from nowhere, Nicki Minaj's Anaconda played on the television. Manik's smirk grew as I glowered at the screen. What the...

My jaw dropped as I saw Nicki Minaj and those girls doing that weird disgusting move, half naked in the jungle, shaking their butt and ish. Manik looked amazed and I looked petrified. I immediately blocked Manik's view. I swayed in front of him hazily and immediately I had all his attention. His eyes darkened as he looked at me with lust.

I ran my fingers over my bun seductively and Manik stood up. He grabbed my hands gently and pulled me over himself, as we both fell onto the bed. My knees were on either sides of his body, captivating him under my figure.

"Manik, tum kya kar rahe ho?" I stuck a finger into my mouth and gazed at him in awe and his eyes glanced from head to toe.

"Tumhe dekh raha hu... in my clothes..." He muttered in a trance and my smirk grew. Not so easily, Mr. Malhotra. I cringed my facial muscles and tried to get off him but he gripped the back of my thighs and pulled me back onto him. "Tum kahin nahi jaoge ab."

"Chee... Manik, what kind of a dance is that? Chee. Tum yeh sab dekhte ho?" I groaned in anger and he giggled. I crossed my arms against my chest to express my annoyance and his hand quickly grabbed mine, entwining our fingers. I sat on his stomach and leaned onto him, placing my arms on his chest, without my knowledge, giving him a good look of my cleavage.

"Kyun? Tum nahi dekhti?" He breathed against my skin, and I choked and punched him lightly.

"Chee... Yeh sab kaun dekhega? Yuck!" I covered my face and I felt his smile grow.

"You've never watched porn in your life?" He analyzed closely though he knew the answer and I turned red. I cringed my face and punched his chest. 

"Manik! Kya baatein kar rahe ho?" I whined and he chuckled cockily.

"Issme kya hai?" He beamed and I grit my teeth in disgust.

"It's disgusting..." I frowned and he ran his fingers along my bare legs.

"So is that a 'no'?"

"You're disgusting." I slapped his hand off and tried to get off him but he grabbed me.

"Aaj try kare?" He gave me a snug look and I almost died of embarrassment.

"Manik!" I hit him and grumped away. Sometimes that man really tested my patience.

"Acchha acchha... Baby... Relax." He pulled me onto himself and I snuggled into him.

"Main tumhe 'baby' lagti hu?" I placed my chin on his chest while I played with the collar-line of his t-shirt. 

"Aur kya? Apni harkaten dekhi hai?" He touched my nose as he pulled me by my waist, closer to me.

"Nahi, main 'baby' nahi hu." I whined and he pressed his lips in annoyance.

"Okay. You're my love. I'll call you Love." He dropped a little kiss on my head and I began to flush. The smallest things he did seemed so cute that they made me blush.

"Manik, so cheesy." I slapped him playfully and he wrapped his arm around my body. He nuzzled into my hair and I giggled while it tickled.

"Vaise, tera naya idea jo tha, usse execute kare?" I nudged him away and he smiled. "Arre bolo na? Or else I'll get back to the song."

"What? Tum pagal ho? No, you won't see such things again. No matlab no. Bas." I turned to the other side and he began tickling me.

"Manik! Manik... Stop please... Manik..." I shouted while I laughed loudly and he held my body under him. "I'm still down..." I said in a feeble tone.

"I know. I won't touch you. I mean, I'll try. Don't worry." I giggled and pulled him closer. "You just look so sexy in my clothes." He spoke dreamily and I covered my face.

"Resist kar paoge?" I asked with a naughty smile and he pulled me into a hug. His hands slid under the shirt I was wearing and gripped my waist. I pouted to tease him and lightly brushed my lips against his and Manik plunged onto my parted lips, consuming them with all his might.

"Karna padega kya?" He frowned and I smiled shyly.

"Nahi." I covered my face in embarrassment and he pulled his shirt off his body.

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It was morning and Manik wasn't anywhere with me. My head was hurting so bad that I couldn't even sit up. Yet, I quickly jumped out of bed. Wait... Why am I wearing Manik's clothes? Lost in thought, I pushed myself in the shower.

I came back wrapped in my bathrobe and went out of the room. I peeped through the rails if Manik was anywhere downstairs. I tip-toed down and heard some noises from the kitchen. Okay. Manik is there. I peeped inside to see him cooking with his mother. I hissed at him and he immediately came to look upon me.

"Nandini, tum teek ho? Sar dard ho raha hai?" He held my hands, ensuring I wasn't gonna fall off anywhere. He used his body to cover me as much as I can. He was one possessive man, even when I was just at home, with his mother. One of his arms grasped itself around me and my eyes softened warmly. I put my arms around his neck and admiringly looked at him.

"Haan..." He passed a cute smile and pulled me in. He grabbed the mug of coffee he already made for me and handed it.

"Here. Drink this and we're going back to change, okay?" He ordered. I sipped the coffee and Manik turned to his Mom. "Mom, I'll come in a minute." He lifted me effortlessly and lifted me up the stairs.

"Dekho Nandini. Mom is going to college in a few minutes. So after she's gone, I'm all yours. Now I need to go and help her get ready faster. Okay? You'll be fine na?" He cupped my face. Perhaps my height made me look like I was really young and I always needed to be protected.

"Haan I'll be okay. Main abhi change karke aati hun help karne." I said while approaching the closet.

"Nahi nahi. We'll be done by then. If you'll be fine, that's more than enough." He smiled and I literally fell for him again.

"Awww... Manik. Tum kitne cute ho..." I pulled his cheeks softly and pecked his nose. He grabbed my waist and pulled me to him, grasping me tight.

"After I'm back I'll tell you who's cute and who isn't. Okay bye now." He gave me a soft peck on my lips and I knew he was the best man I could ever ask for. I love you, Manik. I said to myself.

Just then the doorbell rang. I quickly changed into an outfit that would somehow surprise Manik and then peeped out to check the visitor.

I peeped through the bedroom door as I flattened my dress. I was wearing a pretty short skirt, given Nyonika Mom was leaving and that meant Manik and I were going to be all alone, if it weren't for the visitor. My top was a beige-striped crop top and I did everything I could about myself to trouble Manik.

I made sure I wore a pretty decent dress but then, I knew Manik wouldn't stand me wearing such clothes in front of anyone else.

I walked down the stairs carefully, trying not to seduce Manik and stuff in front of the visitor at least. A person was sitting on our couch with a toddler and a little baby. Manik was getting the guest some water while he casually turned around to see me. His eyes glowered at me, for he hated those clothes now. They revealed so much of my body that he believed, the visitor did not need to see. He quickly turned and pulled me behind his body.

"What are you wearing here?" He grit his teeth and spoke under his breath and a small smile plastered on my lips. He was such a jealous and possessive man and that was one of the other things I loved about him.

"Main toh bas..." I tried to speak but he grabbed my body from behind.

"Go back and change. NOW." He gave a death stare and I cringed my eyebrows in anger and crossed my arms against my chest.

"No. Manik, I won't listen to you." I stated firmly and I knew I was playing with her temper.

"Nandini..." He said in a threatening tone and I mimicked his tone.

"Manik..." I gave him the same death stare and he grabbed my arm, pulling me towards him. I struggled in his grip and after a few seconds, he let go. 

"Fine. Go to the kitchen and DO NOT step out till I say so. Okay?" He snapped and I pursed my lips.

"Do not step out..." I mimicked with hand gestures, in a mocking tone and headed towards the kitchen while Manik tried to distract the visitor, who was already being troubled by his kids.

"Yes Sir, so..."

"Umm... Yeah, I came here to see Mrs. Malhotra." He said as he passed a soft glance towards me. Manik looked over his shoulder and then to not make it awkward, he slowly walked in front of the visitor.

"She left for work already." He stated with a fake smile.

"Ohh... It was some work related work so... Okay, I'll meet her at her college." He said as he stood up with his baby.

"Umm... Kids are not permitted inside college, Sir." Manik added that 'sir' in a kind of forced manner and I giggled softly at him.

"Uh-oh? There is nobody at home to..." He stretched his sentence in worry.

"That's okay. We will take care of them until you're back, if you are okay with that?" Manik suggested and I felt like strangling him to death right there. I hopped over and intruded their conversation.

"But she is too young..." I pointed out and Manik gave me a helpless look.

"The toddler can be with us..." He suggested and I scowled.

"Are you sure?" The visitor asked and I nodded a 'no' real slowly for him to not realize but before anything, Manik ruined it.

"A hundred percent." He said firmly as the man carried his little baby. I remembered the baby vaguely but nothing made full sense.

"Thanks a ton. I'll be back soon. Sorry for the trouble and thanks again. I'll take leave now." He said as he thanked both of us and left the kid. As soon as the visitor left, I grabbed Manik's arm and pressed my nails into his skin in annoyance.

"Why did you offer for babysitting?" I grit my teeth and growled and he gave me a 'are-you-serious' look.

"What do you mean 'why'? Didn't you see how much he was struggling with the two of them? And you... I clearly told you to stay INSIDE until I say but you just ignored." He frowned and pulled my arm, grinding his body onto my petite frame.

"Kya zarurat thi help offer karne ki?" I made my sentence clear and gleamed at him. For a second, I felt the strong need to have him kiss me hard but my idea was thrashed away as the little one voiced herself.

"Tumhala naam kya hai?" She poked at Manik and Manik smiled a warm smile. He lifted the kid.

"Tumhara naam kya hai baby?" He poked her nose and she giggled.

"Mela naam... Mela naam Aditi hai..." She placed her hand on herself and Manik smiled.

"Aditi... Wow. What a beautiful name!" I rolled my eyes at them and the kid pointed at me.

"Thish ounthy wealing shoo shmall clossh..." I raised my eyebrows and gave a pathetic look at Manik and he squirmed uncomfortably.

"Voh... Aunty ko hand pain hai na? Issliye. Aap kuch khaoge? Icecream dun?" The little one nodded happily and I was damn pissed at him. What the hell? Was Manik that stupid? Hand pain? Like seriously? God! Stupid Manik. I pulled his arm.

"Manik, what the hell? Mujhe laga aaj we'll be alone at home." I groaned at him and he looked at me charmingly. Sometimes, that man just defined love.

"Arre... Bas ek-do ghante ki baat hai." He shrugged and I rolled my eyes. I hit him on his chest repeatedly.

"Manik..." I whined and he giggled. He pulled me by my waist and took me to the kitchen. He put the toddler on the countertop and grabbed the icecream tub. He sat on the couch and put her on his lap. I stood in the corner of the room, passing glares at him, which he conveniently ignored. He opened the tub for her and scooped a scoop into her cup.

"Baby... you know, tumhari behen, she is our daughter too. Kyun Nandini?" He shot a glance at me and I muttered a few abuses at him.

"Aishe kaishe?" The kid touched him with her icecream hands and it irked me. Eeks. Untidy stuff did, always.

"I don't have any baby. I have only one lame monkey who never listens to me." I spoke loud enough for him to hear and he just chuckled.

"Nahi matlab, yesterday someone claimed your sister to be our baby, Aditi." Manik explained and that toddler didn't get what he meant. She just gaped at him.

"Huh?" I scowled and Manik slipped his phone out.

"See." He showed her a picture and she poked it.

"Yeh toh Aashu hai." Manik looked at me with a victorious smile and I hurried to see what he was showing her. I grabbed the phone, and the picture caught my heart.

It was so beautiful. Our incompletely complete family. He, our daughter and I. A smile molded onto my face. Manik pulled me towards him and I fell to the couch beside him. I flinched and tried to get away but he tickled me with one of his hands and I fell back giggling.

"Itna gussa? Huh?" He spoke against my face as I rested my head on his chest. One of his hands were in mine and I played with his fingers.

"Tum mujhse pyaar hi nahi karte ho." I nagged and shrugged his hand off. Aditi was now sitting on the floor, with icecream and Manik's phone.

"Acchha?"

"Subah se mujhe properly kiss tak nahi kiya tumne." I complained to him and he leaned closer to my face.

"You want me to kiss you?" He whispered against my lips and I closed my eyes in anticipation. I waited for a few seconds and then opened my eyes to see him sitting straight, pointing at the toddler.

"Manik... Fine. Jao tum. Go play with that Aditi. Main tumse baat nahi karungi. I won't disturb you. Jao." I shrugged myself out of his grip and ran upstairs to get rid of my clothes.

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(Sorry for updating late. This was supposed to be out yesterday but aaj KJ baba ka birthday hai and trending kar rahe the hum kal raat! 🙈 Anyways, thanks a ton for all your support. Planning to start a new story soon. Please keep supporting. I love you all so much. Thanks.
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