Novels by Ruvya

Vikram's POV(In Mumbai)I return home after an exhausting day to see my wife sound asleep on the couch. I shake my head, rolling my eyes. I had mentioned I would be late and specifically asked her to go to bed.The last time she fell asleep on the couch,she had a strained neck for three days,and she has a bad cold.I swallow back my irritation,taking gentle steps to check on my children before I freshened up.My lips tilt up automatically, relaxation coursing through my veins as I see my flesh sleeping peacefully. The father in me couldn't resist as I tip-toed into their room, placing a kiss on my seven year and four year olds' foreheads."Go to sleep Rahil",I murmured when I saw him move in his sleep, patting his chest. He was always a light sleeper.I glance at my daughter, smiling when I see her lower lip jutted out,her hands over her head as she slept beautifully. Aarna hates being touched in her sleep.I gently shut the door,making way to my room."When did you come home?",I hea

Vikram's POVIt was one of those days. When everything was great, grateful for all the good things in life. Living life looked simple,easy. I didn't realise I was lost in my thoughts, jumping from one to another when the flow was interrupted.I sweep a glance towards my wife,our coffee mugs in her hands."Why are you smiling?" ,She asks, handing me my mug.I shrug, pulling her gently into my lap,taking care the coffee didn't spill. I either had to clean it or put up with an earful I could do without.She only smiled shyly, closing her eyes when the side of her thigh grazed my penis.I gave her an amused smile, shaking my head. I couldn't deny,I liked it. A lot.I clear my throat,my hand inching into her top,as I place it there, ignoring her look as I sip on my coffee."It's 11 in the morning", Keerthi teased."So?",My hand travels higher, unclasping her bra."At least let me finish my coffee",my wife laughs,shaking her head.I let out a laugh too, squeezing her hip.She gives me a sof

"You kick me one more time,and I'm not going to feed you",Keerthi snapped at the six month old on her lap.The grinning crying/screaming copy of Vikram only let out gurgles of laughter, having his feed in the meantime, kicking his mother's tummy.Keerthi winced when she felt a sharp jab on her lower abdomen,tears pricking her eyes at the pain. She cupped her tummy,placing Rahil on the bed next to her. Even though she got her stitches removed a few months back,it still hurt when her son kicked too hard.It took her three minutes for the pain to become a dull throb. She glared at the about-to-wail child."You scream one more time, that's it. I'm giving you to your grandparents.""Stop being dramatic Keerthi", Keerthi heard her husband,as he entered their room, locking the door shut."You are twenty minutes late.""Wow. You learnt the art of checking time.""No need for that much sarcasm", Keerthi mumbled, placing Rahil in his crib, murmuring,"Please don't cry",in his ear.Keerthi felt he

Two anniversaries later...Keerthi stared at the plastic item in her hand, clutching it against her chest,not bothering that it was dirty. Tears blurred her vision,as she held the edge of the sink.She had mixed feelings. Although she was thrilled,she felt nervous.What would Vikram say if she told him she was pregnant?She didn't think she had the guts to look him in the eye and tell him that she was pregnant. The thought made her too nervous. Although she was positive Vikram might be happy,she couldn't rule out the possibility of him not taking it well.She tried to calm her racing heart,the nervousness not allowing her to be happy about the most precious moment in her life. She was going to be a mother.So why couldn't she be happy?She deep down knew it was because she wanted to share the news with her better half.Maybe she could just leave the stick on the sink,and Vikram would accidentally see it and question her himself?She shut her eyes,tempted at the possibility, jumping in

Keerthi glared at her husband."Help me stock up the fridge if you want any food.""Are you hungry?""Why?"Vikram shrugged,helping his wife as she set their fridge."Vikram", Keerthi scolded when her husband hugged her from behind after they were done."Sweetheart?Stop shouting",he kissed his wife's neck, pulling the thin strap of her shoulder down."You are not even helping me. And you are disturbing me on top of that."Vikram shook his head,"Nobody asked you to do everything in a single day. Hire someone or something.""For what? Arranging our clothes and inner wear?", Keerthi barked.Vikram walked to his wife, picking her in his arms, ignoring her shrieks of protest as he shut the door."Vikram.""Shut up Keerthi. I've ordered a pizza. We'll have our dinner,and then continue arranging things. You are such a pain when you are hungry.""I am a pain to you all the time.""Good God woman", Vikram sighed,folding his wife in his lap,"I love you,darling.""I love you too. When is the pizz

Vikram frowned when he saw his wife in her formals when he came back home."Are you going somewhere?"Keerthi was startled,"Hi",she gave her husband a kiss."Hi.""Yeah. Going to Mom's.""Oh.Want me to drop?""Nah. I'll drive myself.""But-""I'm fine Vikram. My injuries are completely healed.""Alright",Vikram pulled his wife to him,kissing her neck."Return quickly? I've missed you",Vikram cupped his wife's breast.Keerthi pressed her lips thin,"I plan to stay there for a week or so.""Oh. Any particular reason?""We are shifting next week. So want to spend some time", Keerthi shrugged,hoping her husband understood."Cool", Vikram shrugged,"I'll drop you in that case."Keerthi stared at her husband. He agreed so easily? Wow."Why are you looking at me like that?""Just", Keerthi shrugged,"You are so different",she hugged her husband."Okay? Is something wrong?"Keerthi shook her head,"Didn't expect you to agree so easily.""Why should I agree even? You are going to your parents' pla

I give Nikhil a sheepish smile, mentally kicking myself as he gives me a teasing smile.I'm breathless when he places a kiss on my knuckles,the gesture making me swoon.So in Sandy style,I flip my hair behind, shrug,"I know. I'm just reminding you."Nikhil's face swirls with amusement,"You don't have to. But that's a nice remind-Ouch",he laughs when I punch his arm."So?"I raise an eyebrow."So?",Nikhil questions back, entwining our hands,the simple act makes me blush.I try not to show the nervousness on my face as I narrow my eyes,"You went to meet someone."

Nikhil's POVI'm restless as Prachi and I have our dessert.Being with another supposed-to-be a romantic female company seemedwrong. Even though it was just a lunch,it somehow felt like I am cheating on Sandy, inspite of her knowing it.I grin, shaking my head as I have the last bite of dessert,my cheese cake, heart full as I recall how displeased Sandy was when she came to know I was meeting someone.It obviously means she feelssomething.I let the feeling wash over me,the girl I like likes me back, however little or lot it maybe."Uh",I hear a clearing of throat.

"You guys didn't even kiss?""No.""Not even a peck?""No.""What about—""Shut up Anshu",I hiss."Who are you texting?", Anshu peeps into my mobile,"Show me."I tilt my mobile away from her deliberately, even though I'm just texting my sister.Anshu gasps,"You guys didn't even kiss yesterday, but you'resextingalready?""Anshu!",my cheeks turn red.The loon only grins, wiggling her eyebrows dramaticall

"Are you going somewhere?""Yes",I go through my cupboard,look down at whatever I'm already wearing."Where? Withwhom?"I give Anshu a you-know-who look."Where are you going?",she repeats."Dinner."She scans my attire,"You look fine,if it's just dinner, unless you haveotherplans,you know."I try hard to keep the blush out,as I roll my eyes, underplaying it even if my heart raced for a second,"Lol.""Are you returning?"I frown,"What?"

I pull away after a few seconds, acutely aware that we're on the road,inpublic.I sniff,my eyes dry."Okay?", Nikhil questions.I nod, unable to look at him.I sigh in relief when his mobile rings.Nikhil clenches his jaw,"Excuse me",he moves a few feet away."No. I don't want to. I've already told you",I hear Nikhil's side of the conversation.I'mtotallynot eavesdropping.He just happens to be inmyhearing range.Lol. Keep

I'm not sure if I have to be amused or horrified when Nikhil looks extremely uncomfortable,having been caught."Uh...Hi",He pockets his hands, looking at me for a second,and turning his head, although a smile plays on his lips.I recall the conversation with my mother,sighing in relief when I hadn't contributed much,it was mostly my mother talking after I had explained the situation to her.I wonder how long he'd been standing there.Did he... listen to my side of the story?"Hi",I nod,forcing a smile.Apparently, Nikhil didn't have anything to say as he merely stared at me.Anxiet