Raina~ His lips trailed behind my ear, down to my neck as I was standing being wrapped in his arms, facing the beauty our room balcony provides during the evening. Autumn has started to go, the sweet warm, and chill breezes have lessened, instead, sometimes they give harsh child blows. "I can't believe we have been married for three months," I say, in a sweet delight and he hummed on my neck. "So, much has happened in these three months" I spoke out again. And this his chuckle vibrated against my neck "Yeah, I could literally declare my truth lottery" he said and I huffed. He has making these sarcastic and rude remarks, for a time now. I am still sore for two days because that night he did not make love to me, he fucked me the whole night raw and brutally and I even let him. From the results he got, it was clear that there was a kind of drug influence in his bloodstream. But who did it, is still do not know. But one thing I am glad that he wanted me in that situation, Susannah
♡Raina♡The door slide open and I stepped inside, closing it behind me. I heaved a sigh, today was supposed to be a good day but got ruined because of that fucker.I can not believe I would ever see Paul again. But well destiny has other plans for me. It does not leave a single chance to keep me away from the people I hate the most. Sometimes, I feel I am surrounded by enemies all the time. I dropped the paper bags, and blinked my eyes rapidly . I ran toward the man who was sitting on the sofa and jumped over him, straddling his waist, and wrapped my arms around his neck, sniffing his scent. Rosewood and spice."You are back" I whispered, hugging him tightly. Just one touch and he kills all my apprehension. My eyes teared up and I blinked them back. Oh God, I have missed him so much. "Where were you?" he asks, and shivers run down my spine at his distant tone, but I brushed it off. "Shopping had to buy some clothes," I say and untangled my hands from his neck. I grinned "How was t
Raina~A tear trickled down from the corner of my eyes, there was a deep hollow in my heart, this was the feeling I thought I would never feel again but sadly, here it was again. I am angry because destiny is against my happiness, I am sad that my husband still does not trust me enough to know that I would not do such a thing. But I cannot blame him, our marriage was doomed from the start. No matter how much we love one another, we still are far away from that perfect marriage a one should have. Agastya and I have not spoken a word since yesterday. We have slept in different rooms and ate our dinner alone. It feels like as if my mere sight and my voice make him disgusted. His aloofness, his distance toward me is prickling every inch of my body. I stared out of the window and graze at the moon 'Why do all the lovers say that they their lover is just like a moon? Moon has so many scars.' He had asked me this question one time. And I answered him as I lay my head on his chest. 'Be
Raina~Here I am again starting at the moon, like a lost lover. I do not if I should feel happy or sad. Happy because my husband took my side and sad that he took my side because I am his wife. Nothing more nothing less. "Please stay" I begged and held his wrist without looking in his way. I let out a sigh of relief as he sat on the other side. Heavy silence lingered between us, I had so much to say but he was too angry to listen to me. He is too sad to understand me. "The moon is looking pretty today," I say and kept on gazing at the serene moon. "It has never looked ugly," he says with a deep sigh. Indeed moon has never looked ugly, even after having so many flaws, it still shines the brightest in the sky. "Why are we like this, Agastya? Why can't we just stay happy like normal people?" I asked, but I wanted something else. I wanted to ask, that why does not he trust me. Why does he get influenced by every damn thing? He did not speak a single word. Maybe he does not want to o
Raina~ My dad always used to say that a one must always understand and feel the gravity of things. Even the lightest things weigh more. But why does this white thin paper in my hands, between my fingers, which used to weigh more than anything feel lighter than a feather? Is this because my husband has killed all the gravity of this letter? By saying that I am nothing but a housewife who lives under the roof of her husband and her husband provides for her. That she has no say in the decision taken for her. I have always been interested in English literature since my teenage years. I wanted to be an English professor, I wanted to do my graduation and post-graduation from the Oxford University. But all my dreams got crushed because of my that one mistake. And now this. I randomly filled out the application form for the university and did not expect a bit that I would get into one of the most prestigious universities in the world. I was over the moon when I got this letter, because
Agastya~ I clicked my tongue as I read the name of Evans flashing on my wife's phone screen. He has been calling for the past fifteen minutes. What do you have with my wife Evans? I slid the green button and brought the phone closer to my ear "Raina, why are you not picking up my calls? Are you okay?" a low chuckle escaped from my lips. Concerned much. "Raina lives with her husband, hence you do not need to worry about her," I say in a monotone. I heard him sigh "Hi Agastya, how are you?" I rolled my eyes at his distant tone. "Why have you been calling my wife?" I ask, this time in a stern manner. He has to get this idea that I do not want him to talk to my wife. "Umm, I just wanted to ask, if she is okay?" I took a deep breath " Let me remind you one more time, Raina lives with her husband you do not have to worry about her. And not talking to you is her own decision after the stunt you pulled she wants to stay away from you as far as possible. And do not take her pity as someth
Raina~ "It is showing the location of upstairs," Nina says while frowning at her phone. "But upstairs is our room," I say. "Maybe, you did not check correctly and bothered me for nothing" she says, while rolling her eyes. "Well, I do not have any interest in bothering a whore for nothing". I bit my tongue and cursed myself for saying this. She looked at me for a second there was hurt flashed across her eyes but soon it disappeared. "Be careful, I might fuck your husband" she says and started climbing upon the stairs. I want to bang her head for saying this but I need her right now. She arrived ten minutes ago and said that the phone was in the house itself. If she finds the phone I will forever be grateful to her. "It is near your bed" she declared and kneeled down, there was no space under our bed. It is only drawers and nothing. "I already checked in the drawers, my phone is not there," I said and she ignored me. She pulled the first drawer and chuckled, I coughed as I saw th
Raina~ I wiped my tears but it did not help, because my eyes watered again and my cheeks got damp again. How can I say something this cruel to him? Why do you always bring out the worst in me Agastya? Why fucking why. God, he must be feeling awful, but he made me awful too. I sunk my face deeper into the pillow as I heard him approaching the bed. But he did not lay on it like usual, instead, I felt him walking away. Abd I waited, I waited for him to come back but he did not. My heart clenched painfully, does he not love me anymore? He was the one who said I must talk to him, that I should never ever keep things in my mind, and now he is doing the same. Why is not he asking me? I will tell him everything if he asks me. But he kept on distancing himself away from me. My body aches to be with him, my hands my lips everything does not feel mine anymore. It feels until like if he does touch me, I will live in an illusion. This is so fucked up and I am hurting. *** Day 3 Dear Diar
Agastya~ (Period when Agastya and Raina were separated )I walked inside my cabin and sighed. I feel tired, my muscles feel sore, and I am sleep-deprived. I walked toward my chair and sat on it. I opened my laptop and started reading the file of the patient I was treating. Someone knocked on the door "Come in--" I said and heard the footsteps walking inside of my cabin. "Good morning, son--" I craned my neck up and saw Dr. Mihir Aaron my father-in-law standing with a box in his hand. He smiled at me, his eyes warm and smile radiating positivity. That is what I needed. He sat on the chair in front of me and opened the lid of the container. "I thought why not have dinner with my favorite person," he says and I smile at him in gratitude because he said what he meant. Even though I and his daughter are together, we both have gotten closer over the past three years. He served plme the sprouts and a glass of mango juice and forwarded the plate toward me. I thanked him and took the spo
♡Agastya♡Three Years Later I rested my head on the cold tile wall, as my heart pounded against my chest with trepidation. How can I do this to my wife? I at the age of 33 and she at the age of 28, are having a baby and she is in the operation theater, bringing our baby into this world. I should have gotten my vasectomy done. Instead of depending on contraceptive pills. Her pregnancy is delicate and fragile. Her body is not strong enough for pregnancy but still, she insisted on keeping the baby. And here we are, delivering our baby, prematurely. And if something happens to her, I will never be able to forgive myself, heck I will die if she won't survive. While being together for three years after five year long gap , we never once thought of babies, because we never desired them. We were more focused on our careers me being a cardiologist and her being a literature professor. Apart from our professional life, we indulged ourselves in traveling around the world, this was the life
Raina~"But I thought you love me, like love me kind of love me" I whined, a deep jealousy surged into my veins. I rubbed my temple and heard her sigh. "I still love you, Raina. Like love you kind of love you. And I think I will always will, but it feels so alone here. When you were here, it did not irk me, but now that you are back with your husband I feel so alone. So, I guess it is the right decision." she says over the other side of the phone, from London. "But you are lesbian, then why are you doing this, Susannah?" I ask, this time confused and more irritatingly. Because she can't ruin someone's life just because she is alone and feels lonely. I heard a teary chuckle and I frowned. I do not think if I said anything funny. "B is not a silent letter, Raina. Just because I love you it does not mean I do not like men. They swell at the places where a woman does not." she says, in a trying sexy voice. "But you will forget me, Susannah, if you marry". I say and my eyes are sprink
♡Raina♡I pushed the bell button again and again, desperately until it was jerked open, followed by a curse " Why the fuck, you can't wait?" He opened the door, shirtless, giving me a wonderful view of his olive skin. "Raina, what are you doing here?" He asks, frowning. I shivered as his eyes raked over my body and gulped. I pushed him inside and slammed the door behind me. "what is wrong with you?" He asks, there was a slight tremor in his voice."Why did you tell that man, that I am your wife?" I ask, I need answers. I need to know what is he thinking about me. " What? " His lips parted but he opens and closes them like a fish. Is he hiding something from me? "What, what Agastya? Tell me why would you say something like that? I signed those divorce papers, we are not husband and wife anymore." As much as I want to be his again, I need to know if he still feels the same for me. He stared at me, boring his brown pools into my hazelnut ones. He steps closer and closer until we ar
Two years later A girl around 25, with short hair reaching an inch above her shoulder, in a short, sky-blue denim skirt reaching just below her hips, paired with a pink floral cami top, holding a luxury bag in her hand walked out of the airport. A sigh of contentment escaped from her lips, as she took a long breath, inhaling the air of her homeland, after five years.She glance around and smiled, her country, her people, everywhere. Her gaze struck at a tall man, with grey hair, standing there with open arms. She squealed and ran towards him and jumped into his arms. Tears flowed from the eyes father and daughter duo, they stayed in each other's embrace for some minutes before withdrawing themselves. The old man shuffled his daughter's hair and hold her hands, leading her towards their car. Soon the other man, who was standing far away, smiled sadly and sank inside his car. She has changed, her body got mature, with big tits, and juicy thighs. Moreover, her old charm has returned,
Raina~ Three years later~ I sighed and gave fake smile to Joe. I want to stuff his mouth with Taco Bell so that he shuts up with his mouth. God, he is so annoying. Always bragging about his fucking achievements and how much wealth he has made in such a nickel of time. Trust, me this junk should meet my husband once. Then he will know what real hard-working money is called. I face-palmed myself, fuck I once again call Agastya my husband. When will I stop addressing him as my husband? I must not forget that I divorced him. We are divorced now. And we have not contacted with each other for over three years now. I am pretty much sure that he must have found some pretty woman by now. I just hope she ain't good looking as me, she ain't good in giving him butterflies as me. Even though Agastya has moved on, I still want to be the in his mind all the time. I want to be the one who he imagined while running himself. I grabbed the glass of wine and chugged it down my throat in one gulp.
Raina~A Year LaterPair of lips, skimmed down on my neck, sucking on my sweet spot, licking it, biting and nibbling on it. One hand groped my breast, twiddling my hard nipples, through my cloth. And one hand traveled under my skirt, cupping my ass cheek. His slender fingers slid my thong aside and ran his fingers over my wet folds. "Oh, Agastya" I moaned out loud and tug on his soft locks. His fingers stopped and he withdrew himself away from me and stared at me in disbelief. My heart hammered in my chest as I met with the fierce blue eyes, instead of brown ones, of my batchmate Leo. I bit my lip, shit I did it again. "Did you just take another man's name, Raina? While I am touching you. What the fuck? He yelled, his eyes blazing with anger. I tried to form an excuse or any lie but nothing came out. He shook his head and walked away, I let out a deep breath. Fuck men and fuck me.I walked out of the club and started walking toward my home, down the street. Soon I reached in fron
Raina~ My heart feels heavy, very heavy. Every now and then my eyes would tear up and I have to blink them back. This stupid fucking heart, it is making me weak. But I have to do it. For a whole week, I have thought about this and I have finally concluded. To make my life better, to make myself better I have to do it. I applied the last coat of my lip gloss and smiled heavily. For the sake if our happiness, I have to do it.I grab my YSL purse and walk out of my room. I climbed down my stairs and saw Tara doing something on her laptop. I walk toward her and ruffle her hair, causing her to groan in annoyance. "I will be home early, make my favorite pasta. Please" I say and walk toward the big mahogany gate of our home. My Mercedes was already parked in front of the gate. I walked toward it and opened the door I ducked my body inside and sat on the driver's seat.Even though I am not allowed to drive, but I still will. No one knows that I am the driving to meet to Agastya. I pul
Raina~ I look at my face and cringed. Though it was healing but it still looked ugly as hell. I applied my ointment and went toward my bed to sleep. Where my best friend was already lying, staring at the ceiling wall of my old room. I slid my body inside the comforter and wrapped my arms around her. "What are you thinking about?" I ask, while she was deeply lost in her thoughts. She sighed and looked at me "Tomorrow. Tomorrow all of them will be in the jail, Raina. We will get justice" . I sighed and I felt happy. Tomorrow our culprits will get the punishments they deserve. And there will be no one to save them. Jason, already divorced Anna, without our knowing. He said that the woman had been snatching him from his family and he was tired of doing whatever she wanted. My poor brother got his heart broken. But it is okay. He is out of that woman's claws. And thank God that they don't have any kids. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for the family and the kids. I have come