Thrashing her head onto the pillow, riddhima stirred in her sleep, feeling her body slowly grow hotter and hotter with each passing second making her squirm in her spot......

Her lips parted, as a rush of air passed through her mouth, which almost came out as a whimper as her hand went onto grope the first thing in her reach.....

The feeling.....it was surreal....almost out of the world....and she couldn't help but be hungry for MORE AND MORE.....EVEN IN HER SLEEP......

"Umm....Vansh....."

A throaty moan left past her imagining her husband do the magic with his tongue.......

Her body arched.....eager for more of him....more of his touch....more of his kisses.....

Oh if only it weren't a dream.....

Or was it?????

Fluttering her lashes, she looked down upon herself, sleep clearly visible in her barely opened orbs....

Only to see her husband eating her out....like the pro he was.....

His tongue skilfully lapping up all the juices that spilled out of her while his fingers eased their way inside her, massaging her at a maddening slow pace........

As her hands went onto to grope her husband's thick luscious hair, he dark head lifted up...for a mare minute....before passing her his signature smirk, the one that made her cream even more if that was even possible, before resuming back to his work....his dark gaze never leaving her beautiful orbs for even a single second.....

Oh it was a sight to behold.....

And just when she thought he couldn't make her feel more good than he already was in the early hours of the morning, he happened to plunge his tongue deep inside her....producing the highest scream from her as his coated fingers went onto pinch and tuck at her hardened nipples, as she came all over his mouth.....

"Now this is what i call a perfect breakfast in bed wifey...."

He remarked,making her cheeks tainted pink, as his tongue continued to lap up upon her already sensitive bud,overstimulating her,pushing her right over the edge

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With a coffee mug in his hand, kabir rai singhania walked around the mansion, his petty mind formulating various plan to snatch the piece of property from his half brother along with the greatest reward, that was even more precious than this wealth, HIS WIFE........, only to halt in his steps hearing a muffled cry from his soo called half brother's room......

Who could be crying at this early hour of morning???

He wondered, as he plastered his ear to the large door, only to have his eyes widened in horror realising that the cry belonged to his love....his riddhima

Why was she crying???

Was she hurt???

Was that bastard of a husband beating her???

Or someone attacked her once again, because duh...that was this family's favourite hobby.....

Looking around to find a way to peek in...his gaze landed onto the curtain clad window which seemed to be locked but.....the key hole could give him a perfect view of what was going inside.....

Placing the coffee mug onto the nearby table, he crouched down upto the level of the keyhole and peeked inside only to have his heart stop.....

NOO.....THIS COULDN'T BE HAPPENING ......

THIS COULDN'T BE.......

The end.....