Ananya's POV
"Missing me?" He asked from the other side of the call.
"No!"
"Lier"
"Why would I? You have left just 2 hours ago. I am busy preparing donuts for my pumpkin. He would wake up in few minutes and then he will crave for sweet"
"And what about my cravings for you?"
"You..... You should focus on your meeting"
"You are very cruel"
"Yes, I am. Now cut the call and concentrate on your work"
"Not without a kiss"
"Have you gone mad?"
"Yes, in your love"
"Ha, ha, ha... Very funny! It is a very cheezy and old line. Try something new"
"I don't know anything. I want a kiss otherwise I won't cut the call"
"It's ok then I would disconnect"
I giggled bef
Rudra's POVAfter she disconnected the call, I called her again but she didn't pick up. If she is stubborn then I am a father in stubbornness. I will not sit silently before taking the thing I want.I called her again and this time she picked it up only to cut it again. But in those two seconds, I heard the muffled sounds. I got worried. My instinct says that something is wrong.I called her again and this time it came switched off. My heartbeats picked up their speed. I am 100% sure that something is wrong."Sir, you have a meeting in 5 minutes" my assistant reminded me."Cancel all my meeting for today""But sir, you are already on leave for the next week due to your wedding and this meeting is very important""For me, nothing is more important than my family. And my instinct is saying my family is in trouble and they need me"Without wasting time I ran towards my ca
Ananya's POVA girl is sitting in front of a mirror adorned in red color from head to toe, with a wide smile on her face and shine in her eyes. Today not only her lips but her heart is also smiling which is reflected through the glow on her cheek that has a tint of red color which was matching her dress. And that girl is me, Ms. Ananya Kapoor, who is soon going to be Mrs. Ananya Rudra Malhotra.From childhood, I was waiting for the day when my prince charming would come to rescue me from this cruel world and would end my miseries, and finally, that day has arrived. And my prince charming is exactly the way I dreamt of.After the incident with Akshat, I was feeling low so he proposed to postpone the marriage but I denied it. I am equally excited to get married to him and now I don't want any kind of hindrance between us. I want both of us to get united as soon as possible.As Hindu weddings are vibran
Rudra's POVI stepped into my room with her in my arms that was decorated beautifully for our wedding night. The sweet scent of rose petals decorated in the middle of the bed filled the room along with the fragrance of sweet-scented candles. Every nook and cranny was romanticized making it a perfect place for a perfect couple.I looked down at my bride who was looking glamorous than the room. Even the most beautiful sight is nothing in front of her. My eyes were busy reading my gorgeous wife while her eyes were busy scanning our beautiful surrounding.As I stepped ahead she met her eyes with me before hiding her face again to my chest clutching my dress tighter. I kissed her head and made her sit on our bed and looked down at her.The light of the moon that was peeping through the window was providing the glow to her moony face. The sparkle of the candle was shining in her lightly shrunk eyes, spreading glimmer o
Ananya's POV"Ba... mma" Aarav called me.He is still trying to inculcate the habit of calling me Mumma as he has called me Bambi for more than a year, the name has created its place in his mind and heart so badly that most of the time he starts calling me Bambi and ends up calling Mumma.After the wedding when I asked him to call me Mumma he got very excited and almost danced at his place but then he recalled his father's words and said that he would be mad if he calls me Mumma. It is only when his father and granny told him that now he can call me Mumma and I am his Mumma that he started calling me that.When he called me Mumma that time we felt equally good."Mumma" he shouted again from his room."Wait for a minute"I increased the speed of my steps and turned towards the kid's room to fill my nerves with anger."What is this Aarav!""Th
Ananya's POVI am in my 2nd trimester of pregnancy. From the day we have got the news of my pregnancy he has started working from home. He and his mother take care of my everything even more than before. My life has changed a lot.The smile never leaves my lips in the daytime and sweet dreams never end without a happy ending at night.I, my rude, and Ma are sitting on the bed forming a circle and his childhood album is placed between us.Aarav is in school as today was his exam and Anirudh is running from here to there on the floor. From the day he has learned how to walk he has developed it as a hobby. He wants to walk and run all the time and he cries a lot if we stop him from running aimlessly. He keeps on running no matter how many times he falls or collides with furniture.My eyes were moving from here to there on the album holding the moments of his childhood when he placed his hand over a photograph.&
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**Warning** The story contains violence and 18+ content. You have been warned. It is a mixture of dark and sweet romance. It is a rollercoaster ride of hate, love, and emotions. If you like this kind of story then move ahead you won't be disappointed. Any resemblance with the character's name, personality, or place is completely a coincidence. As this story is fictional and imaginary so it has nothing to do with real life. Happy reading :-) ----------------------------------------------- ANANYA KAPOOR My name is Ananya Kapoor, and I am 25 years old. I am an orphan, my parents died in a car accident when I was two years old. My uncle and Aunty are my guardians. For my entire life, I have yearned for love. My Aunt's behavior was never good to me. I was nothing more than a burden to her. Although my parents left enough money for me to live a decent life, she took everything from me and claimed that she had done me a favor by teaching and nurturing me for years. My uncle and aunty
Ananya Kapoor I prayed to God not to let him into my room. Looking at him in this terrifying form worried me to my core. I'm not sure what he'd do to me or how he'd punish me. My hands and knees are trembling, and I'm not sure I can face him after what happened in the stable. It could also be my last day of life. When I heard the door click, my heart fell to the pit of my stomach. I can't see his expressions because the room is dark, but his physique exudes hatred, rage, and wrath. He took predatory strides towards me, and I took the same steps back. When my back hit the wall, I came to a halt. I wished the wall would eat me right now in order to save myself from this terrible man. I close my eyes tightly, and I can feel his breaths fanning my face, indicating that he is extremely close to me. I was just pleading with God to save me at the time. "Open your Eyes." In a low but frightening tone, he said. I didn't even flutter my lashes. "I said open your eyes." He pinned my hands
Thank you guyz for your love and support throughout this story. I never expected that I will get this much love on this new platform too. If you have loved this story then please check out my other stories on same platform- - Incompatible souls: Made for each other (Completed) - Between Hell and Heaven (Completed) - Light in my Dark (Ongoing) I hope you will find them equally interesting. To know about my previous stories, current and future works please follow my I G pa ge (dayyyyydreamerrr). All information is available there. Thanks a tone.Love you a loads.Keep smiling, keep spreading happiness and keep sharing the story to your friends 😉
Ananya's POVI am in my 2nd trimester of pregnancy. From the day we have got the news of my pregnancy he has started working from home. He and his mother take care of my everything even more than before. My life has changed a lot.The smile never leaves my lips in the daytime and sweet dreams never end without a happy ending at night.I, my rude, and Ma are sitting on the bed forming a circle and his childhood album is placed between us.Aarav is in school as today was his exam and Anirudh is running from here to there on the floor. From the day he has learned how to walk he has developed it as a hobby. He wants to walk and run all the time and he cries a lot if we stop him from running aimlessly. He keeps on running no matter how many times he falls or collides with furniture.My eyes were moving from here to there on the album holding the moments of his childhood when he placed his hand over a photograph.&
Ananya's POV"Ba... mma" Aarav called me.He is still trying to inculcate the habit of calling me Mumma as he has called me Bambi for more than a year, the name has created its place in his mind and heart so badly that most of the time he starts calling me Bambi and ends up calling Mumma.After the wedding when I asked him to call me Mumma he got very excited and almost danced at his place but then he recalled his father's words and said that he would be mad if he calls me Mumma. It is only when his father and granny told him that now he can call me Mumma and I am his Mumma that he started calling me that.When he called me Mumma that time we felt equally good."Mumma" he shouted again from his room."Wait for a minute"I increased the speed of my steps and turned towards the kid's room to fill my nerves with anger."What is this Aarav!""Th
Rudra's POVI stepped into my room with her in my arms that was decorated beautifully for our wedding night. The sweet scent of rose petals decorated in the middle of the bed filled the room along with the fragrance of sweet-scented candles. Every nook and cranny was romanticized making it a perfect place for a perfect couple.I looked down at my bride who was looking glamorous than the room. Even the most beautiful sight is nothing in front of her. My eyes were busy reading my gorgeous wife while her eyes were busy scanning our beautiful surrounding.As I stepped ahead she met her eyes with me before hiding her face again to my chest clutching my dress tighter. I kissed her head and made her sit on our bed and looked down at her.The light of the moon that was peeping through the window was providing the glow to her moony face. The sparkle of the candle was shining in her lightly shrunk eyes, spreading glimmer o
Ananya's POVA girl is sitting in front of a mirror adorned in red color from head to toe, with a wide smile on her face and shine in her eyes. Today not only her lips but her heart is also smiling which is reflected through the glow on her cheek that has a tint of red color which was matching her dress. And that girl is me, Ms. Ananya Kapoor, who is soon going to be Mrs. Ananya Rudra Malhotra.From childhood, I was waiting for the day when my prince charming would come to rescue me from this cruel world and would end my miseries, and finally, that day has arrived. And my prince charming is exactly the way I dreamt of.After the incident with Akshat, I was feeling low so he proposed to postpone the marriage but I denied it. I am equally excited to get married to him and now I don't want any kind of hindrance between us. I want both of us to get united as soon as possible.As Hindu weddings are vibran
Rudra's POVAfter she disconnected the call, I called her again but she didn't pick up. If she is stubborn then I am a father in stubbornness. I will not sit silently before taking the thing I want.I called her again and this time she picked it up only to cut it again. But in those two seconds, I heard the muffled sounds. I got worried. My instinct says that something is wrong.I called her again and this time it came switched off. My heartbeats picked up their speed. I am 100% sure that something is wrong."Sir, you have a meeting in 5 minutes" my assistant reminded me."Cancel all my meeting for today""But sir, you are already on leave for the next week due to your wedding and this meeting is very important""For me, nothing is more important than my family. And my instinct is saying my family is in trouble and they need me"Without wasting time I ran towards my ca
Ananya's POV"Missing me?" He asked from the other side of the call."No!""Lier""Why would I? You have left just 2 hours ago. I am busy preparing donuts for my pumpkin. He would wake up in few minutes and then he will crave for sweet""And what about my cravings for you?""You..... You should focus on your meeting""You are very cruel""Yes, I am. Now cut the call and concentrate on your work""Not without a kiss""Have you gone mad?""Yes, in your love""Ha, ha, ha... Very funny! It is a very cheezy and old line. Try something new""I don't know anything. I want a kiss otherwise I won't cut the call""It's ok then I would disconnect"I giggled bef
Ananya's POVI woke up at around 11:00 AM. When I opened my eyes I saw Aarav's smiling face who was looking at his father like an inspector. It feels like he is still in his role making sure that his father is not hurting his Bambi.I followed his gaze to find his father looking at me without blinking."Why are you still here, "I said in a hoarse voice. I cleared my throat before speaking further."I mean it is your office time""Because I am bound to you" he pointed towards the handcuff and then it hit me that our hands are still in the chain."Oh, yeah! Why didn't you woke me up?""I wanted to wake you up in my style. My hands are aching to touch you but we are under surveillance" he signaled at Aarav and I chuckled, he was still looking at his father intently."He did not w
Rudra's POVCovering the phone from my body I looked at the screen to find that the call was from my mother. We looked at each other before looking back at the screen. All the color of our face drained and it felt like someone has thrown a bucket full of cold water on us to bring us down from our high!I gave the phone to her because I know that my mother would not scold her soon to be daughter in law."Talk to her"Her eyes became wide and her lips parted."Excuse me, I am not going to talk to her. You dragged me out of the house and now you want me to have the scoldings of your share. No way!""We are going to marry that means we should share everything""I am not going to fall into your trap. Pick up the phone right now!"She gave the phone back to me. I looked between the screen and her for a second and left w