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Our hotel cab halted at the venue. Motionators Racing Simulator. I seemed excited. Manik was all the more happier to see me participating in things he liked. He pulled me with him, in a sort of romantic way. In this country surprisingly, many people did a lot of PDA and Manik did all the honors to display his love for me publicly too. We walked to the counter. "Yeah hey. 2 adults."

"Please register here." The man handed a registry to him and Manik filled in his details. He handed 80 dollars and I gasped.

"That's a lot." He nudged me with his elbow, to shut up.

"Shh..." He smiled warmly, taking the passes along and holding me with the other arm.

We stepped into the hall-like arena. The music blasted into my ears and Manik somewhat protectively held me, trying to block the sound. I was so sensitive to sound. There were tons of cars around and Manik's face gleamed. I tugged his shirt sleeve for him to bend a bit.

"I don't know driving only." I frowned and he clicked his lips in indifference.

"It's not real driving. Besides, main hun na? Don't worry." We sat and waited for our turn. I took Manik's hand in both of mine and meddled with his fingers, while he observed the gameplay carefully. Occasionally, he looked down at me, to check on me.

"Now everybody will know you're mine." I spoke inaudibly but Manik caught my sentence. He smiled, adjusting his arm around me, bringing me close to him. He watched keenly as I fiddled with his ring, smiling.

"Acchha lagta hai?" He tilted his head downwards to look at me. I nodded gently and dug my head into his body.

"It feels so... I can't believe you're actually wearing it and I gave it to you." I whispered in such happiness, I couldn't explain how overwhelming it felt. I still couldn't believe Manik and I were permanently committed. He chuckled adorably, kissing my head.

"Aisa kyun?" We were interrupted by a teenager calling us.

"Manik Malhotra?" I adjusted myself and stood up, followed by Manik. "This way..." He led us and Manik and I silently followed, smiling. I was brought into a place that looked so foreign. Cars just weren't my thing.

"Manik... I suck at this." I scowled at the sight of the car and the ignition sounds.

"Arre, come na? You trust me, right?" He tilted his head downwards in an attempt to persuade me emotionally and he was just so good at that. I instantly gave it.

"I do." I stepped into the vehicle and sat down, trying to steer the wheel to see if I could do it.

"There are two pedals down. Left one for accelerating and the other one to break. The steering is to move. That's it." Suddenly, it all sounded so easy and almost interesting. I was excited.

"Okay!"

"You sure you can, Nandini?"

"I'll do it. Tum bas dekhna ab." I challenged with confidence and he smirked. Perhaps he was so sure about his victory. The game began and initially itself, I was slowed down by rocks and grass that I'd skid onto. I was so bad at it. By the time I'd crossed half the track once, he'd completed a lap.

"Don't go so fast. I can't win then." I whined and he chuckled proudly.

"That's the whole point. Why would I let you win?"

"Oh hello, don't you know this saying? Kings only bow down to their queens." I squealed the last part as I skid yet again onto the grass.

"So you're calling yourself a queen?"

"No. That isn't the point. Tum buddhu ho!" I growled in frustration. "The point is, you should give up things for me."

"Well... Manik Malhotra doesn't give up for anyone." He laughed evilly and I made faces at him.

"FINE." I drove consciously, trying hard to prove myself. His car accidentally turned into the grass and howled in frustration, probably to get my attention.

"Haha... dekha! That's why you shouldn't cheat. Bye!" I squeaked at my sheer talent to win Manik over. He hit the wheel like he did to our car, when he drove and found his way out. He sped up behind me and I was excited to race faster. I sped the car and it skid into wet dirt. Manik's car raced mine again.

"Manik, this is unfair! I can't even move out of here." I was totally hating that game again. I stomped the accelerator,  irritated with the happenings in my life, trying to get out of that ditch.

"Yaay! I'm almost at the finish." He cheered for himself and somehow, I'd managed to get out of there.

"Nooo..." I huffed and drove quickly, quite close to Manik's car. Manik turned to look at me and seeing me struggle, his face dropped. Intentionally, he drove into the dirt beside the track and I got excited. I probably finally had a chance to win. I sped the car and cut through the banner.

"Wow! Manik, I won! See! I told you. Nobody wins by unfair means." I gleed happily and Manik was just awestruck by my excitement. I clapped and cheered for myself while he just watched silently.

"Tum bahut buddhu ho, Manik!" I laughed loudly, mocking Manik. He smiled lovingly, probably making the biggest sacrifice a man could make, against his ego, for this little happiness of mine.

"It's okay. Just one game na?" He shrugged but I paid no heed. We were heading out of the arena. I was so happy about the win and the fact that 'the Manik Malhotra' lost to me, a beginner in gaming, overwhelmed me.

"Totally pyscho." I tapped his head playfully while he admired me. Sometimes; no always, he was the cutest husband/boyfriend/anything a girl needed in her life, to be happy. If only I knew back then, that he did that for me.

"Kyun?"

"Mujhse shaadi kiye ho na? Issliye. Matlab you're challenging me. Don't you know Nandini Malhotra is unbeatable?" I raised my eyebrows, to sort of sound superior to him but he mocked at my height with his hands and I frowned.

"Pagal hi teek hu main. Normal nahi banna hai." I smirked, grabbing his shirt, bending him over me, arching my back backwards.

"Ab bologe 'hope nahi rakhni chahiye...' blah blah blah?" I breathed on his nose and his arm gripped my waist seductively. He pulled me quickly into himself, making my chest collide with his. I gasped.

"Haan..." We locked eyes for a moment. I realized what he said and pushed him away.

"Jao phir. I'm not talking to you." I started walking the other way, rather quickly and he snapped his fingers.

"Arre." He chased me.

"No. Bye." He reached me and pulled my hand. He pulled me hastily, making me collide with him again. His arms instantly wrapped around my waist, his chin dug into the crook of my neck and he held me close to him.

"Nandini..." He whispered, blowing into my ear. "...don't go like that." I closed my eyes and touched his cheek, turning my head sideways. "I say that because I want you to tell me that you love me." I giggle and placed my lips on his cheek.

"Baby... You're so adorable. I love you so much." I turned around and pressed my forehead against his. We stood like that for God knew how long, and finally kissed, pouring out emotions out, to tell each other how much we love each other.

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Part-2:

"Nandini..." He almost whispered. I could feel his lips move and his breath hit me, and it didn't take me much to understand what he'd said. I blinked dreamily, pushing my head into his chest.

"Manik... I think I'm falling deeper in love with you than I ever was." I spoke, as I wrapped my arms around his waist. He smiled a beautiful smile as his hand brushed my head, and he pressed his lips onto my hair affectionately.

"I couldn't put that in better words." He spoke, reciprocating my feelings for him. This experience of being away from home and family, spending alone time with each other, showed me a lot more that I was yet to learn about him. I tilted my chin upwards and placed my lips on his.

That was one dream of mine. Kissing your love at the beach, right at sunset, when everything was serene and at it's best.

I rolled over onto his lap, my chest pressed against his, straddling him with my legs. My hands wrapped around his neck tightly. His hands ran along my thighs, as he smirked.

"Who would've thought Nandini Malhotra is such a sexy woman?" He chuckled naughtily and a embarrassing smile groped my lips. I pressed my cheek onto his nose, giggling to shy away.

"Come on, Manik..." I slapped the back of his neck softly, tightening my grip around him.

"Do you know something? Guys love it when their girlfriends do things, just for them." He smirked, gripping my butt and I gasped and looked around.

"Manik... behave."

"Nobody cares, baby. Look over there." He pointed to the side where couples were making out. This country is so public about relationships. I flushed just being an audience to their moment.

"Wanna try something of that sort?" He wiggled his eyebrows to tease me and probably for the first time, I was alright with it. 

"Anything for you." I leaned into him, hazily closing my eyes and he withdrew. He clicked his lips and I felt rejected.

"Nah... I don't want everyone to see how good a kisser my wife is. Spare that for tonight, alright honey?" He cackled and I hit his head irritably.

"Hey Melbourne! Wanna have some fun?" I heard a woman screech into a microphone. Both Manik and I turned towards the source. "Welcome to the biggest beach club in Australia!" Manik eyes lit up in excitement and I sighed. Bars, nightclubs and pubs weren't my thing.

"Hey Nandu Nandu, come please?" He gripped my hand in his and pleaded with the cutest face I thought he ever could make. I smiled and placed my hand on his cheek.

"Manik, tum jao. I'm not coming." He cringed and his hands slid under my thighs. He tightened his grip and jerked me closer. I felt a sudden gush of adrenaline flood through my body.

"What's the fun in me going alone?" He gasped against my lips. He wasn't even a bit conscious about the fact that we were in public, not even trying to be a little reserved. I pushed him back.

"Have fun na, Manik?"

"Nooo... not without you." He was such a cranky kid around me. Not exactly, though but more or less, we behaved like kids around each other, feeling the constant need to be pampered all the time.

"Fine, I'll come." I pat his cheek and lifted my butt off his lap. 

"Thoda zyaada nahi ho raha tumhara acting?" I made a really sarcastic expression. From where did Manik get such lame egoistic qualities? What's the problem in just standing with nothing to do? God, men! He gave me an ugly stare.

"Kuch kar toh raha hu. Tum khadi rehne vahin pe!" He snapped and I flapped my hands in indifference. The queue moved slowly. For such a poorly populated country, there sure were a hell lot of people out in bars and nightclubs.

"Welcome Sir! Ladies free before eleven." A lady in her mid-40s smiled at us. Manik slid some cash and his ID proof and gave a cute smile back at her. I was frustrated with their PDA. I grabbed his arm possessively.

"Manik, you're damn shameless." I slapped his back, still holding his hand protectively. He chuckled and led the way, ignoring my scoldings because both he and I knew it would lead us nowhere. However, that couldn't calm me down! Manik propped himself on a stool and ordered some beer while I stood there grumpily, avoiding him.

"Kitna gussa karti ho tum. Ladte ladte thakti nahi ho?" He smirked, I didn't know for what reason while pulling me close. He was a jerk so it really didn't matter why he acted in whatever way he did. I shrugged away. He should know when to not mess with me.

"I'm not in the mood for your pathetic jokes, Mr.Malhotra. They're not even funny."

"And how sexy that sounds coming out of your mouth... Mr. Malhotra..." He blinked dreamily in a more seductive way. I groaned at his futile attempts to make me feel better.

"Manik! Leave me. I'm really angry at you."

"But why?"

"You were hitting on a woman almost twice your age! She must have a son your age, almost! How gross! Do you even recollect that you have a wife?" I spat, really pissed off with him. Out of all the 25 million or so men in the world, I was stuck with one impossibly difficult man who just wouldn't understand me.

"Well, you can't blame me. She was checking me out too." He winked and I cringed in disgust.

"Yuck Manik! Seriously." He chuckled loudly, pulling me onto his lap. I was now awkwardly trying to balance my weight on both his thighs so that I don't hurt him too much and at the same time, I do want to, just so he knows how it feels.

"Shh... Manik." He momentarily let go of me and I was about to slip. Reflex got me clinging onto Manik, with my body closer to his than before and my arms bound around his neck, safely.

"Are you scared? You know, you look so sexy like this, clinging to me this way." I smiled and put the side of my head onto his nose. He smelled my hair and held me tighter. I was already certain he was out of his senses, by the way he slurred and behaved overly clingy.

"No, you don't get it. I've never been in love before, you know?" He shrugged me to see my expression. I placed my hand on his cheek, and ran it over his hair quickly, pecking his lip.

"I know, baby."

"Have you?" He deeply gazed into my eyes and boy, did I fall for him all over again! He knew the answer but he just needed to ask that question, to be better assured. I just smiled.

"You are my first." He nudged, to let me know how serious he was.

"Aww... Manik, you'll be my last." I kissed his cheek and he turned for a kiss on the lip. I quickly looked around and captured his lips. He smiled in between the kiss and I felt it against my cheek. He gripped me tighter and locked lips with mine, deepening the kiss.

"It's so nice to be in love." He gleed cheerfully. It was so nice to see him happy.

"Haan."

"You know... pucho what?" He was behaving so cute and I just couldn't do much.

"What, Manik?" I nuzzled my nose into his cheek. We were so cuddly and cozy with each other everywhere. There was literally no stopping to our urge to be intimate.

"I feel like the luckiest man on the planet."

"Me too."

"Really?" I nodded and he flushed. "Aye!"

"Aww..." I pulled his cheek and adjusted myself on his lap. I heard a loud squeal escape his lips.

"Ahh..."

"Hua kya hai?" I moved uneasily, trying not to strain him too much.

"Nandini, you've put on too much weight. Ow. My legs hurt now." He yelped and cried. I looked flustered. I immediately hopped off and gaped at him, only to find out he did that just to tease me. I huffed and slapped him.

"Moron!" He smiled cheekily, leaning onto my chest. He pulled me back onto him, and I clung with my arms around his neck. I fluffed some of his hair off his face.

"You're due for a haircut, young man!"

"Don't tell me you don't like my long hair."

"I don't."

"Oh yeah right, that's why when I'm making love to you, you tug at my hair and keep caressing it all the time, hai na?" I flushed and hit him. He smirked evilly, grabbing my waist.

"Come let's dance."

"You can't even stand, honey." I whined.

"I can. All I need is..." I felt a sudden pull and we were pacing towards some unknown place. I clutched his hand tight, supporting him, while he stumbled about. I was pushed against a wall, cornered by my man.

"Kya kar rahe ho?" I whispered, stunned by his sudden aggression.

"Demanding what I need." He held my face between his fingers, his fingers pulling my cheeks together. He claimed my lips hungrily and I gave in.

"I love you." He pushed his head into the crook of my neck and planted a wet kiss there.

"I love you, Manik." I moaned, touching his face. His hand slid under the strap of my top and began sliding it down slowly, passionately. When I felt my strap cross my shoulder-blade, I broke myself from the trance.

"Manik..." I breathed, holding his hand, trying to stop him. He gaped at me blankly and withdrew, making it awkward for the two of us. We were lost in the moment, we forgot where we were. He was about to leave. "Wait..."

"I'm sorry." I placed my hands on his cheeks affectionately.

"N-no... it's not... your f-fault. I'm... not..." He stuttered and then fell onto me. "Nandini..." He murmured for support. I held him by his waist.

"Manik, what were you thinking when you consumed so much? Bola tha na maine, mat pina. Mere baat kabhi kyun nahi sunte ho? How do I get you back to the hotel now?" I frowned at his immaturity. I helped him to some extent but then Manik was like a tower and I was so tiny, I couldn't possibly make it out all alone. A man saw me struggling and offered to help. But how could it be that Manik wouldn't create a scene in front of him?

"No... don't touch her... I'll kill you." He groaned weary and with no energy in him. I hit him angrily and smiled faintly.

"Manik, behave yourself. I'm so sorry. He's really drunk."

"I'm not drunk." He has to prove his ego there too. He gripped my waist even in his sub-conscious state. The man helped us get into a cab.

"Riveria Heights."

"Nandini..." Manik struggled to sit up. He tried placing his head on my shoulder but his head slipped and I held it, afraid of getting him hurt. He grinned and slurred and stumbled into my lap. "Tum... Baat karo na?"

"Aise behave karte hai public main?" I was really pissed off. There was no way I was going to TALK to him.

"Aur k-kya karta main? Tumhe dikhayi nahi diya? He was-"

"He was trying to help me, Manik. You take everything to the next level." I huffed and his face cringed irritably. He never liked it when I blamed him for anything between us.

"Oh... I? Aur tum jo karti ho, voh? He touched you so dirtily and you didn't even react?" He frowned. My jaw dropped.

"What do you mean? I allow guys to touch me everywhere without my consent, huh?" I shouted and he kept quiet. His silence irked me more. "Manik, I never expected you to comment such things about my character. Disgusting. Driver, stop the car... I said STOP IT." I pushed him off me in spite of his futile attempts to hold on.

"Listen..."

"It's over, Manik Malhotra." I shouted on his face and exited the car. Getting drunk doesn't mean someone can say anything they like. Whatever it was, him using language like that and not even justifying himself was not acceptable. I'm not going back to him.

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