✿⁠ ᴋɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ✿⁠

| "Chand sifarish

jo karta hamaree

deta woh tumko bata

Sharmo haya pe

parde gira ke

karnee hain hamko khata

Jidd hain abb toh

hain khud ko mitana

hona hain tujhme fanaa..

Chand sifarish

jo karta hamaree

deta woh tumko bata

Sharmo haya pe

parde gira ke

karnee hain hamko khata

Teree ada bhee

hain jhonkewalee

chhu ke gujar jane de

Teree lachak hain

ke jaise dalee

dil me utar jane de

Aaja bahon me

karke bahana

hona hain tujhme fanaa..

Chand sifarish

jo karta hamaree

deta woh tumko bata

Sharmo haya pe

parde gira ke

karnee hain hamko khata" |

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At midnight, when the clock struck 1 a.m., the bedroom door finally opened.

I looked up as Lakshya walked inside. His eyes were red-not from tears, but from exhaustion and anger.

He slowly walked toward me, and fear instantly gripped my chest. I was terrified he might force closeness on me.

But to my surprise, he stopped near the bed without touching me.

He picked up an extra pillow and said,

"Why haven't you changed yet? That outfit and jewelry are heavy. Remove them and rest."

I stared at him, taken aback.

"I-"

I wanted to say that I was scared, but before I could speak, he seemed to understand.

He gently cupped my jaw, his thumb brushing lightly against my skin "I may have married you forcefully but I am not going to touch you wrongly...without your consent. I will never force myself on you."

His voice remained calm but firm.

"I am not that kind of man who thinks they can force themselves on their wives after marriage-i consider it as rape. And I will never stoop that low that..I rape my own wife".

"Forget bring a wife, I will never stoop that low, that I rape any girl. If you want to fear, fear for those who you try to lay hands on you because I will give them deaty...dp not fear from me. You should not have fears and even if you have some fears it doesn't matter because you will not have them anymore".

"I will destroy every fear from your life". Lakshya singh rajawat ki biwi ho tum and I will not be a man if you have to fell fear, insecure and humiliation infront of me-because those who will cross these limits won't be able to do those to anyone again. I will burn them alive-who will make my wife feel like that".

Then he stepped back.

"I'll bring something comfortable for you to wear."

After he left, tears filled my eyes.

"How can you act kind after ruining my life?" I whispered bitterly "it angers me even more....asshole..."

A while later, he returned with light clothes in his hands.

"Change in the bathroom," he said simply.

I silently took them and walked away.

After changing into a soft pink kurta-pajama, I stepped out of the bathroom-and froze in surprise.

Lakshya wasn't sleeping on the bed.

Instead, he was lying uncomfortably on the couch, his tall frame barely fitting on it.

I quietly climbed onto the bed, but sleep refused to come. No matter how much I tried to ignore it, irritation kept bothering me. Why the fuck was he sleeping on couch?

Finally, I stood up, walked to the couch, and slapped his arm.

He winced awake.

"What the fu-"

Then he stopped himself mid curse and looked at me.

"What is it?"

"Sleep on the bed," I said with crossed arms. "I can sleep here."

He replied flatly,

"No."

He replied calmly "No way in hell, i will make my wife sleep on couch infront of my eyes...while I sleep comfortably on bed".

I frowned, annoyed and finally said

"The bed is huge. Just sleep on the other side."

He raised an eyebrow but a pleased smirk slowly appeared on his face.

"I like that idea, wifey."

I rolled my eyes and grabbed pillows, placing them between us like a wall.

He stared at the pillow barrier in disbelief, he frustratedly said, "What in the fucking world are you doing?".

I replied dryly,

"Can't you see? Don't you have eyes? I am doing bhangra" sarcasm dropped from my voice.

He clicked his tongue "Oh very funny... wifey. Stop it kitten, i don't want this wall in between us".

Ignoring him, I lay down on my side.

For a while, silence filled the room.

Then suddenly, he groaned dramatically. He growled angrily looking at the pillow wall like it's his life long enemy,

"There's no fucking way this pillow wall can keep me away from my wifey."

Before I could react, he pushed the pillows aside. He pulled me with ease, towards him with one arm.

My back touched his broad chest, i gasped "You asshole let go of me".

I wiggled to get out of his grip only for him to make it tighter. He whispered in my ear "I said I won't touch you in that way. But I didn't said I won't cuddle you. Micro touches and kisses don't count"

He wrapped his arms tightly around me from behind like a stubborn bear.

My jaw dropped at his audicity. he was fucking throwing tantrums like a child. His words were full of duality "Are you for real".

He kissed my forehead like nothing happened "Shut that pretty mouth of yours kitten or I will". A flush crept up on my neck and cheeks "Nirlaj gunde kahi ke".

He buried his face in the crook of my neck. His breath fanned against my neck...it tingled making me blush even harder.

Next morning

When I woke up, I was met with a wall... a wall?? I looked closely and realized it wasn't a wall, it was his chest. My arm was wrapped around his waist, and his arm was around mine. My head rested on his other arm, while our legs were tangled together. I screamed, "Ahhhhhhh!"

He jolted awake "What happened? Why did you scream?"

I stood up angrily "You Nirlaj gunda, why were you sleeping so close to me?".

He looked at me with an are you serious? expression "You were clinging to me like a bear, kitten, so just get used to it because I loved the sleep I got with you, which I never did in years."

I groaned in frustration "Fuck you."

He smirked "That eager, wifey? But first you have to agree."

I blushed hard at his implication "You... forget it. Talking with you is a waste of time."

I stormed off to the bathroom, but then realized I had no clothes.

Lakshya's POV

My feisty little kitten looks so cute when she's angry. Ahh, the fun of making her angry.

After some time, she peeked out from the bathroom, her hair damp "I don't have clothes."

I smirked and teased, "Wear my clothes then, wifey. You'll look hot in them."

She blushed and disappeared back inside. She was so cute.

A few moments later, she came out wearing one of my shirts. My breath hitched; it was a breathtaking sight. My shirt completely engulfed her body. God, how could she get any cuter? And the way she rubbed her thighs-

"Wifey, is this some new way to kill your husband?"

She turned crimson. "I don't have anything to wear. Please arrange clothes for me, I have nothing on underneath."

My eyes widened "Wait... nothing?"

She nodded.

I gulped and texted furiously, asking them to provide every kind of clothing since I didn't know her preferences.

"It will arrive soon."

God, my pants tightned at the sight of her, but I looked away. I pulled out some files and scattered them across the bed to distract myself.

She asked quietly, "Where would I sit? You scattered your files everywhere."

I smirked and replied, "sit on my face kitten."

She hurled a pillow straight at my face. An "oof" escaped my mouth. She looked cute-far too cute for her own good.

She shrieked, "You nirlaj gunda, get out of the room and return only when you have clothes with you... GET OUT!"

And just like that, I was thrown out of my own room.

I knocked on the door "Oi, let me in. It's my room. You can't just kick me out of my own room."

Bhabhi came from the other side and saw me standing there. She smirked. "On the very first day, your wife threw you out of the room. But good for you, you deserved it."

She huffed and walked away.

My jaw tightened "Wow. Fucking wow. How nice. Now my own family is giving me attitude."

I knocked again, but this time maids carrying different kinds of clothes stood beside me.

"Open the door, jaana."

She scoffed "No. I said come back only when you have clothes with you."

I controlled myself and exhaled slowly. "My sweet wifey, I do have clothes with me."

She opened the door, but the angry kitten look on her face made it hard not to smirk. I stepped inside while the maids placed the clothes on the bed.

I looked at them and then said coldly, "Leave."

They bowed and left.

I turned toward her "Change if you want to, but seriously... I'm loving the sight of you in my shirt."

She huffed, grabbed some clothes, and stormed off to the bathroom.

I chuckled softly and murmured "Fuck after making me hard for you, you just left. How bad kitten. You really know how to test my patience."

After some time, she came back dressed in a navy blue saree.

And she looked ethereal-like a moonlit lake hidden between the mountains. Her navy blue saree carried the depth of twilight waters, while her presence held the same quiet beauty that makes nature fall completely silent for a moment.

I was too stunned to speak.

Finally, I whispered lowly, "Jaana... ab jaan logi kya?"



She looked at me and blushed "I have a name you know. stop calling me jaana, jaan, kitten, wifey and biwi all these".

I smirked and walked towards her and pulled her closer by her waist "Nah, jaana and jaan suits you because you are take my breath with your each habit like the way you chew your lip feeling nervous, the way you brush your hair behind your ear, the way you blush everything about you. kitten suits you because you like a feisty little kitten and lastly wifey and biwi suits you because you are mine".

She gulped softly "Let go".

I tightened my grip slightly "No".

She frowned "I'll slap you again if you don't let go of me".

My smirk grew bigger "Try me wifey" i challenged.

That clearly hit a nerve because she actually slapped me. I chuckled softly. "Feisty, as always. Now my turn"

She scoffed "So now what? You'll hit me too".

I smirked lowly "Nah i won't. I will rather cut off my hands then hitting you. but when will my fucking mouth will come to work". I crashed my lips on her.

Her eyes widened. She started hitting me on chest. I took the blows and kissed her.

I cradled the back of her head tilting it lightly for better angle and pulled her flush against me.

After sometime she gave up and melted. Her hands cluthed on my shirt. I nipped lightly on her lower lip.

She slowly kissed back. I smirked between the kiss and deepened. I squeezed her love handle. She gasped and I took the chance and entered my tongue in her mouth.

She melted completely. I explored her mouth. I pulled back after some time. She was panting heavily, she said between heavy breaths "Nirlaj". she pushed me back I let her.

I smirked "You taste like strawberry kitten". Her face turned crimson "Fuck you asshole". I replied calmly "Yeah yours to fuck wifey".

("If you come near me again then-")

I stepped closer deliberately "Then what?"

She clenched her jaw and kicked me straight in the shin.

My eyes widened in pain, "What the fucking hell!"

She crossed her arms smugly "Next time, you come closer and I will break your stuff completely"

I growled "don't check my patience wifey".

She rolled her eyes and walked away.

I groaned while holding the wall for support "jaana apne hone bale bachon ka toh khyal kar leti".

I watched her go before muttering under my breath, "You're going to be the death of me one day."

To be continued....

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