Chapter-33

Naina's POV

I woke up with a bright smile on my face watching the love of my life beside me.

I quickly went to washroom, did my morning chores and took shower. I changed to a cream colour shirt and purple jeans.

After that I sat in front of the mirror to do little makeup. I kept my hair in a ponytail.

I walked towards our bed and sat there trying to wake him up.

"Arya get up," I said shaking his shoulders.

"Baby let me sleep." He turned to the other side.

"You don't want to get up, right?" Meanwhile, I thought of a plan which would fully awake him.

He hummed in response.

"Ok, so you don't want to accompany me to Paris then I'll go with my friend Aayan. He already told me that he was waiting for an opportunity to go with me," I said smirking.

He woke up with a jerk. I grinned to myself for thinking this wonderful idea.

I got a sudden pull on my wrist to witness him looking like a dangerous monster ready to kill his prey.

I landed on his chest with a slight pain in my wrist due to the sudden pull.

"Don't even dare, ok. I'll kill that guy who is waiting for the opportunity to go to Paris with you. Instead I'll be grateful to send him to hell," He warned holding my wrist tightly.

I could feel him digging his nails in my skin making me scream in pain.

"Who was that guy?" I asked innocently.

"You were saying that you wanted to go with some Aayan, right?"

"I don't even know who that guy is and if he even exists or not," I replied shrugging my shoulders.

"What do you mean?" He asked confused.

"I don't know any Aayan. I just said a random name which came to my mind."

"You are such a......"

"I know I'm crazy," I completed the sentence for him.

"I think you're excited for our honeymoon," He smiled smugly.

I was sure that my face became red due to his comment but I remained unaffected.

"Shut up and get ready." I released myself from his hold.

"Bossy."

"I heard it."

"Ok, I am up." He left to washroom.

I went downstairs to prepare breakfast but my sister was already present there preparing it.

"Good morning big sis." I kissed her cheek.

"Good morning little sis."

"Did you pack your luggage?" she asked.

"Yup."

"Enjoy it and this will be the time when you'll be able to see different sides of your husband," She teased.

"Hmm.."

We both placed breakfast on the table. We ate our breakfast. I went to our room to recheck our luggage. We bid bye to our parents and boarded our private jet to leave for Paris.

After landing in Paris we directly left for our penthouse. We both were tired and slept without changing our clothes.

I woke up and without any noise walked towards balcony to take a view of this beautiful city of love. I loved it. I went and sat on the bed seeing him as he was looking cute while sleeping.

"Arya get up. I want to see the city."

"No way. I'm house arresting you in this room." He pulled me towards him and hugged me tightly.

"No, I want to go," I said wriggling from his grip.

"Today I'm keeping you to myself and you can't stop me," he stated and quickly changed our positions.

"How?" I was puzzled.

But he was having some other plans. He dipped his face in the crook of my neck. He placed his hands on my waist, slightly squeezing it. I suppressed my moan not letting it out.

He started placing wet kisses from my jaw to neck. I didn't even know when my clothes were discarded from my body.

When you were in some other land this happened. So how could you know when it was happening? My brain scolded me.

What to do as he took me to a different world with his love, his touch and his kisses? He made sure I was only his.

We became one in every manner. My life, my soul, my body, everything belonged to him. I love you Arya.

"I love you," I said snuggling closer to him.

"I love you too baby." He kissed my forehead.

We both drifted to sleep hugging each other with our bare bodies.

For three days the same process continued; kissing each other, making love and sleeping.

Idiot! He made sure that I was captured in his jail of love.

Next day I woke up and wore his shirt. I went to washroom and got ready in one of my dress.

I sat on the bed waking him up and ruffled his hair. He hated when I ruffled his hair.

"Arya I'm hungry."

"I'm ready," He said seductively pulling me towards him caging me in his arms. I smacked his hand.

"Shut up! I'm hungry for food, not for you," I rebuked hiding my shyness.

"Oh!" He exclaimed.

"Wait, I'll tell Marie to prepare breakfast for us."

He took the phone from night stand and dialled her to inform about our favourite dishes.

After that I settled in his lap and started playing with his shirt's buttons. He kept his head against my neck.

"Shall we go for sight seeing?" I asked excitedly.

"Baby I'm tired," He mumbled drowsily.

"Ok," I complied not showing my sadness.

"Don't be sad. We'll go in the evening, not now."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Thank you," I said kissing his cheeks.

"Ok, let me sleep." He again laid on the bed.

"No, get up and eat breakfast first. Then you can sleep."

"And don't even think of calling me bossy," I added.

"Ok, I'm up now." He went to washroom but not before stealing a kiss from me.

After eating his breakfast he slept and I took a tour of our penthouse with Marie's help.

She talked to me like my mother. I took my phone and dialled to mom. I missed her so much. I talked to her and dad.

Dad was complaining that Mom was punishing for eating sweets. I loved them fighting.

After that I went to our room and slept beside him but not before giving a peck to him but he was awake and kissed me like there was no tomorrow. I slept cuddling to him.

In evening I got ready in one of my favourite dresses which I bought with my sister. As we liked the dress so much we both bought it for us.

When I was doing my hair, suddenly I was pinned to the wall. It pained my back.

"I swear to God that if you're wearing this dress for now then I'll rip it apart from your body. I'll kill those people who will even risk a glance at you. So you better change. If you're not then I'll make sure that you're getting it changed by me," He threatened me.

Oh no! I didn't want this to happen because I'd seen his wildness. If he got to change my dress then he would definitely tear it. I didn't want that with my favourite dress.

"No, I don't want that. I'll change."

I moved from his grip but not before cursing him for wasting my time in getting ready. Couldn't he say this before when I was selecting the dress?

Now I had to scout for another dress.

After a lot of searching I got one and changed into it. If he would've again told me to change my dress then I would've surely killed him.

"Are you happy now?" I stood in front of him.

"Very," He smiled smugly.

"Don't you think you are too possessive about me?" I asked.

"Yes, I am," He said staring deeply into my eyes.

When he said those words I got a doubt.

"Don't tell me you threatened the guys in the college to not come in front of me?" I asked hoping a negation.

He was nervously looking down. I understood his answer.

"I hate you," I said holding his shirt's collar tightly.

"I know you don't hate me. I was afraid that you would fall for someone else so I did this."

I understood how he didn't want to lose me. If I was in his place I would've done the same thing.

"I love you." I placed my lips on his indicating that I was not leaving him anytime sooner.

After that we roamed the whole city of Paris enjoying our lone time.

These three weeks were the most wonderful days of my life.

After arriving from our honeymoon he totally immersed himself in his work.

This one month of our marriage I observed him very keenly. He was very determined in his work.

Today I wanted to give him a surprise but I didn't know how he would react because I'd been planning this for a long time.

He came home looking very tired. I said him to freshen up and we ate our dinner.

"Baby do you want to say something?" He asked breaking me from my thoughts.

"Yes...No," I stammered.

"What happened? Why are you scared?" He pulled me towards him.

"Nothing," I said not facing him.

"Tell me."

"I'm pregnant," finally I blurted out.

"What?"

"Yes, I'm pregnant."

"But how?" He was baffled.

"We used protection, right?"

"I didn't take my pills."

"Why?"

"Because I didn't want to."

"Are you not happy?" I asked glaring him.

"No," He shrugged.

"What! Are you not happy with the news?" I asked controlling my sobs which were flowing without my consent.

"I'm happy but..." he trailed off.

"But what?" I asked not understanding his words.

"I don't want your dream to remain incomplete because of this baby."

"I know Arya what you're thinking but I don't want you to live alone when I'm not with you. I want you to live with our symbol of love. When I'm busy in studying I don't want you to feel alone. You and this baby are my life now." I embraced him.

"Thank you so much baby for giving me this wonderful gift." He kissed my hair.

"Is our baby here?" He asked placing his palm on my stomach.

"Yes," I replied with my tears in my eyes.

He kissed my stomach. This was the best feeling any woman could get.

"I'm going to be a Dad," He said tears glistening in his eyes.

"Yes." I wiped his tears.

"Come, we'll inform everyone about the good news," He said with a smile not ready to leave his face.

"Ok."

After listening to the news everyone congratulated us with gifts welcoming the new member of our family.

We went to our room after the little celebration of this happy news.

I changed into my night dress.

I laid on the bed covering myself with the blanket.

"Wait."

"What?" I demanded.

"I want to wish good night."

"Ok, so good night."

"Not to you but to my princess."

"What if it's a prince?"

"No, she'll be my princess and good night princess. Dada loves you," He said kissing my stomach.

"Ok."

I slept hugging him tightly being careful of not crushing our baby..........