Ananya pov.
I was dressed up in a pink gown with my hair tied up in a low bun, a few strands of hair brushing my face that were left intentionally. The gown was floor length and it was a half meter extra long from behind clearly sweeping the floor. The top hugged my body beautifully it was a tight fit that made my curves visible, and the straps were a little thin so my tattoo was clearly visible. A bracelet adorned my wrist and I fiddled my pendant, it was actually the letter A. And no I was not one of those girls who were obssessed with their names, the A stood for Anahita, my birth mom. I knew she would have been so happy if she was here, but at least I could have something that made me feel that she was with me.
I tried not to ponder over it much but it was difficult to not cry and think about her. Every time I thought about Mom, at least a tear would drop from eye. A kiss on my forehead, followed by a gentle caress broke my train of thoughts.&nb
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Veer's pov. The moment she came downstairs with Ruhi in her pink gown, with her as usual minimal makeup, and fiery brown eyes laid on me, I knew I was doomed to be. She was going to be my wife in just 48 hours, and as much as I was happy about it, I was shit scared. Scared of the feelings that she gave me. Scared of the possibility that she might leave me when she would learn about my past. When she would learn what a real coward I was. How did I let my mother die? I knew that I could see anger, adoration, respect, admiration and lust in her eyes for me, and I would be fine. But today I could see the another feeling enveloping them, I knew it was the sacred word. The territory that I had blacklisted in my life long ago. And no chance in hell i was going to jump into it. So I did the same thing that I always did to the women who were getting deep with me. Act like a douche. Only this woman was not like others, she was different. I cou
Ananya's pov. Tears threatened to spill from my eyes when I saw the prenuptial agreement that Veer sent me. I remember the teasing that I got from Ma that my to be husband has send me something as a gift before marriage. And even though it was hard to believe, I did pay attention to her words and now, damn it hurt like a bitch. I wondered where did I go wrong with him, ever since I agreed to this relationship I have tried to make truce with Veer, but he being the dork he isn't getting the hint. I almost cried when I held those papers in my hands, but I controlled myself. I reminded myself of the promise that I made to Ma and Rudy. I wasn't going to give him ignorance in return of it. I knew the only way to break his walls was by winning his trust. Though we both had trust issues, and I knew that the marriage doesn't work one way, but to make it better, I was going to take the intiative and I knew he would come around. But that looked diffcult to m
Veer's pov Dressed in light pink skirt, with the same blouse and adorned with heavy pearl and diamond jewelry she looked like a queen descending downstairs accompanied with her brothers. Never in my life had I ever seen so beautiful like her, she looked like the epitome of the beauty. I was glad that this ceremony was an intimate ceremony or men would have stared at her like a piece of meat, and I was no different. I would have knelt in front of that goddess of beauty with brain, if she would have told me so. When I recieved her gift, I planned on not wearng if it wasn't for Rudra's continous insistence and him revealing me a fact about my to be wife that how much she despises shopping but just for a gift for me she took 5 hours to shop and carried him everywhere with her. A warmth filled my chest when I realised how much my to be wife wanted me, when I saw the italian phrase written on the back of the brooch. I always thought that these were just mere words until I read them and
Ananya povAnanya’s povVeer was a Richie rich that much I knew even before I met him, but now that I was watching his luxury, with his chartered plane, cars security and mansion I underestimated what Rudy told me. But the more I saw the more I felt proud because I knew that it was all his hard earned money, his grandfather was rich but he was the one who brought their business to the top and made it a big corporation expanding its branches to various fields.After 17 years someone called me Anu, the name that I let only mom called me, not even Rudy called me Anu because he knew it would hurt me, so they all settled on Ana, but Veer. He gave me this name and after so many years of hearing it I felt my heart tug, it hurt at the same time but felt good I didn’t know what to say or react when he told me about his family so I just kept quiet. Listening to him I knew he was not at all fond of them.Sarah was a true a spit fire the moment she
Ananya's pov I had nothing to do since morning when Nani told me that all of my post wedding rituals had been done already and the fact that couldn’t cook, canceled one ritual as well. I felt bad about it but Nani was surprisingly calm and content when she simply told me to boil some milk as a formality. However, Mami and Mamu was a different case, they decided it was right moment to show me where I belonged. They taunted me about my cooking skills and how I would kill Veer hungry. I mean what kind of wife I was who couldn’t cook. Simple reason, I was pyrophobe and my doctor had strictly denied me to do anything related to fire as it was the main reason and it could trigger my panic attack. What surprised me was when Veer said I don’t need to cook as simply for starters, we have cook in our house and secondly he knows how to cook and it was enough for both of us. I swore I was just a second away from squealing like a school girl whose crush had noticed her the first time. Ever sinc
Veer’s pov The thought of Anu thrashing in my arms when she had a nightmare couldn’t leave my mind. It was stuck to my mind like a plague. She slept holding me, her grip so tight as if she was afraid I would fade away. I told her to sleep but I couldn’t sleep myself. The way she spoke and thrashed was heartbreaking. As the time passed her breathing was back to even and her grip got a bit loose, I knew she was asleep. He tears filled eyes and the way she tried to hide her pain away from me was clearly visible. I couldn’t help but wonder about Rudra’s words. What he said was true, but I didn’t pay much attention to it then, but now that I saw her night terror, I couldn’t help but wonder about her past. She had a loving family that couldn’t stay away from her but still lived away from them because of her grandmother. Or was there more to it? Was there another face of Ananya that I didn’t know. All I had ever seen was a strong woman who knew when to speak and how to put her thoughts. Sh
Ananya’s pov. My ballerina music box was the best ever gift that I had ever received in my entire life, the only connection that I had with my mom, the tune that kept my nightmares at bay. I had changed into some nightclothes and Veer was sitting beside me working on his laptop. I was sipping on my hot chocolate and was still looking at the music box. I could see the arts and craft tape that Shori had paste on the box to cover the cracks, it was not the same but it’s tune was still working and there were some cracks that were hidden by the tape. I was listening to the tune on repeat past 30 minutes and was still listening to it still. “It’s not going anywhere Anu, you can keep it and get back to sleep.” Veer said a small smile playing on his lips as he looked at me. I shook my head in a childish manner because it still felt surreal to me that I had my music box with me. “I still can’t believe it, Shori gifted me this.” I said in astonishment still caressing the box like it was mo
Veer’s pov I was warm. Too warm. Smell of lavender and vanilla invaded my nostrils and I opened my eyes and felt my face brushing something soft and smooth as silk. My head was buried inside her neck and her leg was wrapped around me. The sunlight squinted through the dark curtains of my room. 6:30 am. It was too early to wake up in the morning when I didn’t want to work out. Last night I had one of my best sleeps in my life, and something that I had dreamed of came true. Ananya was the perfect aphrodisiac and I couldn’t be luckier. Her sweet cum dripped down her wet pussy like a never ending waterfall and the perfect ‘o’ that she formed with her lips while coming down from her high was a picture that I wanted to hang on my wall. She was the most beautiful woman to me even in her bed hair and there was nothing pure and tainted like her. I looked at her and saw some purple and even dark marks on her neck. I didn’t know how but her skin was softest on her neck and I loved to bite ont
Ananya's pov Aryan, Veer and I were again in Veer's office where I was patiently listening to those two cunning men as they told me their ploting against that man, and to be very honest I was surprised as to how their mind worked. Somewhere for the first time in my life I was scared of Veer, because this was not a cunning or a manipulative business man, the one sitting in front of me was a man with a Vendetta, he was scary. "So you mean to say that you were planning for it for years?" I exclaimed not believing my ears. "I was Tanya's date for one of the business parties where I learnt that she was Arvind's daughter. From that day onwards I knew that I was going to destroy him because he destroyed my family. It was a well known fact that I was going to be the CEO of the oberoi Empire, and so I started playing my game the very same day." Aryan Khanna was Veer’s closest friend apart from Rudy. I had known about it even before we got married. But what surprised me was his childish na
Veer’s pov Communication with Anu was always a different kind of thrill, because her reactions are always unexpected to me in most of the circumstances. I thought she would cry listening to my sob story and might even pity my childhood, but instead I got the title of phoenix. The amount of trust, love and care she has for me always scared me. The more her expectations and belief in me increased, the more my pride grew but at the same the fear of disappointing her as well. It like a vertical lines of a railway track, they go side my side but never meet each other. “Come on, let’s have dinner.” I said moving away from Anu kissing her cheek softly. We sat at the dining table having dinner our conversation moving around our days, and some funny stories of my dear wife playing pranks on her friends or brothers that had us laughing out loud. We sat at the balcony of our room looking at the city lights of the busy city when Anu questioned me out of the blue that threw me off. “Do you
Ananya’s pov I woke to the warmth of my man, and his breathes hitting my face, with my whole body over him. How did I end up on bed from the railing, I didn’t bother answering the question popping up in my head. I took my sweet time looking at the beautiful creation made for me. “It’s rude to stare, Anu.” A smile crept its way to my lips while I pressed my lips to his cheek, giving him a big smooch, popping a dimple on his face. In turn I was turned on my back with him over my chest, cushioning it as a pillow, he went to sleep again. “I want to sleep. Don’t disturb.” A warning left from his mouth as he pulled the comforter over us. I smiled and cuddled to him, tightening my hold over him. A few minutes later of closing my eyes, I realized I couldn’t sleep anymore, so I left the bed, with so much difficulty pushing Veer off me. I had ordered us breakfast, a proper English breakfast for my husband while heavy Indian breakfast for me. I went under the shower while lathering my body
Ananya's pov The whole day I spent with Veer making up for the lost time with my husband. And no, we did not made love or had sex for once in the whole time. Instead we spent the whole day decorating our house, making it more homey watching movies and then lazing around.“We need to decorate the house.” He said looking around the walls. “I think it is fully decorated and there is no need for any makeover of something.” The penthouse was pretty much aesthetic if you would ask me. It was definitely very cool and I liked when I visited it the first time. “Yeah, I know. But it doesn’t feel like home.” A smile graced my lips when he talked to me and continued looking around. And that’s how we started decorating our penthouse giving it a homey feel by placing our favorite flowers in the flower vase, hanging some family pictures besides the stairs wall that led to our room. Veer placed a picture of us at his study table with me kissing on his cheek and smiling softly with his eyes close
Ananya's pov “Anu, I am going to office and would come early. A business associate has thrown a party for his fifth marriage anniversary and we need to attend it. Be ready by 7 tonight.”Veer’s voice rang in my ears while I pulled the duvet over my head because the devil husband of mine had removed the blackout curtains and was ready in his crisp suit looking as handsome as ever.I squinted my eyes open at him in annoyance while he smiled softly at me. He threw rob over me and walked out of the room taking his phone with him.“I am making breakfast, come down in 10.”A groan of disapproval escaped my lips while I dragged my lazy ass out of the bed to the bathroom to freshen up. It had been few months since we shifted to Mumbai and things have been going well since then.Sarah and Nani were in London, while Mamu and Mami are in Punjab and Veer and I have been living here in Mumbai and to be honest I have never been happy.We have the whole house to ourselves with no disturbance of any
Ananya's pov Rehan’s death was the shock in the family. It was his funeral today. Mama and Mami were inconsolable and Sarah was mourning over her brother’s death. Veer and Nani on the other hand were completely silent. They were doing all the rituals that required to be done but I knew there something going on.Veer was sitting on the sofa, a five o’clock shadow marring her face, giving him a regal look. Placing my hands on the either side of his head, I pressed my fingers to his forehead, applying pressure. He didn’t say anything but I could see the stiffness in his posture had started to loosen up. After few minutes he stopped me from doing anything and grabbing my wrist he sat me down beside him, holding me to his chest.“What are you worried about Veer?”My voice held concern but I got no reply, instead a quick peck on my forehead and a tightened hold on me.“Nothing important.”When in reaction he got was my death glare he chuckled slightly and then sighed heaving a deep breathe
Ananya's pov It was true that I hated Tanya but knowing that she was the person who might have helped Rehan escape mixed that hatred with anger. I couldn’t believe that she would do so much.“That doesn’t matter how I know that Rehan was last seen with Tanya Shrivastav. I want him behind the bars as soon as possible.”Veer barked into the phone. Ever since I told him that Tanya might be the person helping Rehan it felt like there was switch to his anger. He busted.Even Nani was worried.I walked to him where he was barking orders at his poor detective, who must have scared to death by my angry man and snatched his phone away.“Daniel, this is Ananya. Find Rehan but don’t overwork yourself. Please take care.”And then I cut the call, only to see the furious face of my man glaring daggers at me. Holding his hands I wrapped his arms around me and placed my chin on his shoulder, his arms wrapped around me but the tension did not leave his body.“We’ll find him soon and for that you need
Veer’s povIt surprised me how life works. I thought a true man writes his own life but clearly I was wrong. I remember my Nanu telling me that one day I would find a girl who would turn my world upside down.And all I did was just laugh at that time. But now that I looked at the woman in my arms I wondered if he was true. Surely he was. My wife was the only woman who was on my mind and my body all the time. I expected her to pity me as an orphan when I told her about my past but all she did was cry for my pain and curse my parents.Even my mother.Mostly people who knew about my past pitied her but a part of me as a son was angry on her for leaving her children in this world to live a life of an orphan. The person who truly understood me without even telling me was my wife.The conversation with Anu in the office had an impact on her. She was quiet since she came home and wasn’t talking to me. She responded to me though but it was like she was holding herself back. It was true that I
Ananya’s povI was waiting for Veer in his office while he had gone to attend his meeting. I was at peace now that everything was falling in place. I had ordered food for us wishing that it wouldn’t take long for Veer to complete his meeting otherwise the food would get cold.My phone rang in the silent office making me jump in fright leading me to hit the side table and the files placed on it fell. I ignored the ringing of my phone and started placing those files back together in place.My eyes caught a particular heading and the curiosity in my body forced me to peek into it. Though it was wrong for me to go through Veer’s office files behind his back but the title was so much of importance for me to not look at.My breath caught in my throat when I went through the contents of the file. Everything made sense to me then, all the questions of mine were answered when I looked into the contents of it. It was clear to me that he had a motive behind that deal but now that I got a clearer