24 | Can I suck it?

A M A Y A

"Now, can you explain why you said yes?" Kiara asked, goggling straight into my eyes. We were seated inside the car, and the driver was concentrating on driving, while this girl was focused on sending me death-dealing glares while asking me millions of questions. "Kia, I told you I wanted to marry him."

"No, you were never. Uncle and Aunty forced you na?" She reads my expression in a split second. "Shaurya bhaiya knows about it? Or did he also force you?" Bhai can never do this because I know if I mumbled a small 'no' in front of him the marriage should be canceled. My brother didn't even care about the massive fucking loss of the company like Papa.

"Bhai didn't compel me." I muttered, "Uncle and Aunty?" She spoke, I wanted to shake my head positively, but I did negatively.

Escaping a sober sigh from my throat, I enunciated, "Ab chhord na aun sab baaton ko." I gave her my pretty smile, but she turned towards the window.

Bezati kar di isne toh, bc.

"Did you just ignore me?" I spoke with feigning anger, and I know she must have rolled her eyes as she said solemnly, "Kuch baat karni thi tujhse." Kiara's eyes met mine, which was brimming with timidness.

"Yes?"

"B-Bhai loves you."

My breath hitched, and my heartbeat skipped for a moment. It's not like I don't know about it, I remembered he confessed to me last night but hearing this from Kiara, I got a little terrified because the fuck she will think about me now.

After all, he is her brother, and I am her best friend.

Did I tell you in the morning when I awoke from my dear slumber, I was alone on the bed with a small note on the nearby table which is just beside my bed, and the note said,

I have to leave for important work, baby. I will meet you soon. Don't skip your breakfast otherwise, I will have to feed you in my way, which you will absolutely not like, or will you?

I love you.

Your soon-to-be husband.

"I-I know, but believe me, I have never known about─" She didn't let me complete and spoke in between, "Do you have mutual feelings for him?" And this question leads me to drown in overthinking. But before I could convey anything the car came to a halt, and the driver notified us that we had arrived.

Kiara didn't force me to answer anything as we stepped inside the mall of that respective shop. Since Mumma has already spoken with the manager, she wanted a stunning and most pleasing engagement ensemble for her daughter. The manager welcomed us politely before guiding us towards the room where the costumes were placed.

"You can try any of them, and there is the trial room," one of the sales attendants showed me the trial room and I nodded at her. "Do you like any of them?" Kia's voice reached my ear as I twirled to find a pout on her face which was presenting me the exact check that she didn't like any of the outfits so did I.

"They are so shady in colors," She emitted solemnly with a frown on her forehead, and without waiting for my response she instructed the attendant, "Show us some pastel colors these will not look adequate." It's my engagement, isn't it? then why does it feel like ki meri jagha yahi shaadi kar baithegi?

Nodding at her statement the attendant requested us to wait for some minutes till she offered some new collection to us and after some five minutes, she came back with various light-colored outfits that captured Kiara's eyes, "This, this, and this one, take these out, it will look ravishing on Amaya." The attendant took the green organza, peach-colored, and cream with green highlights lehengas out from the collection.

Kiara softly smiled at the women before uttering, "Keep all these lehengas in the trial room," and looped to face me but her smile faded a little when she gazed at my bewildered face, "Tujhe kya hogaya?" She questioned.

I raised my brows in disbelief, "Some time ago, you were asking so many questions, why did you say yes, who forced you, to this and that. Now, what happened to the fact that you are picking outfits for me? Sach-sach batana Ashvin pasand to nahi na aagya." She rolled her eyes as a fake, yet devilish smile recreated on her lips, "I am happy with Vivaan, and I don't need anyone."

"Now, go and try these outfits." She tried to push me towards the changing room, "Yaar, chhodh na koi ek pasand kar le aur chal ice cream khane."

"You want ice cream this time?"

"Yeah." I shrugged my shoulder, but it led an unspecified expression to form on her countenance, "What happened?" I asked.

All of sudden her anonymous question reached my ears making my eyes widen in astonishment, "Tu pregnant hai?"

"Tu pagal hai?" The previous unspecified expression on her face now changed into an apathetic one, "I just asked because you and Bhai slept together, right?" shit─

"And who the fuck told you that?"

"Bhai."

I was startled, extremely horrified about the fact that she knows, "A-and you were fine with that I, your best friend slept with your brother." She let out a faint chuckle, "I would be the happiest if you and Bhai were together like two favorite people of my life in a relationship, but unfortunately it looks like fate is not with us." My eyes softened at her words.

Today I understood that the favored job of Raichand's siblings is to make me speechless.

"So, are you pregnant?"

"Are you serious, how could I be pregnant? It happened a day before yesterday. Symptoms itni jaldi nahi aate." Did I just emit like I am desperate to be pregnant with his child? Oh yes, I did, and I came to know this after seeing Kiara's smirked face. "So, in the future, there is a chance?" The mischievous smirk didn't budge a bit as she uttered.

"I took the pills, yaar, and for your kind information I am getting married in a few weeks." A heavy sigh escaped my throat as I continued in a low voice, "Just forget it, and don't bring up the topic again. Revansh and I have no future together."

I glimpsed the attendant staring at us who had come here about five minutes ago and was waiting for us to finalize conversing, "I am going to try the outfits." I uttered and stepped towards the changing room. My brain was still surrounded by the conversations I had with Kiara, and after sighing the nth time I propelled open the door of the room.

I strolled inside and instantly twitched the white shrug from my body leaving myself in a sleeveless raven top and denim jeans as I settled my stare on the mirror, a gasp escaped my throat, and my eyes dilated in bafflement. How the fuck is this possible that he can enter inside, and sit on the couch so calmly? His head was leaned back on the curved part of the couch and his left leg was folded over the right thigh, both of his hands were straight on the back.

Kisi din ye ya toh meri jaan lega, ya phir mere haatho apni.

"The fuck you are doing here?" I questioned and immediately twirled around to face him, my tone was no joke. A smug smile curled his lips as he steadily lifted his gaze before specifying it on me. Seductive, sensual, and desirable, heat rushed inside my veins, and I could feel some wetness on my vertical lips, "Wanted to select outfits for fiancé." His manspreading was word-for-word not supporting me in the situation I am in right now.

"I am not your fiancé, and please just get out of here. I need to change," I moved my eyes upward. A dark chuckle passed his lips, which erupted goosebumps over my skin as he made himself comfortable on the couch before husking out, "Then change." I glanced at him with disbelief before ambling forward in his direction. The smirk on his lips didn't budge a bit. 

I gripped his right wrist and used all my power to drag him out of the room but miserably failed because this fucking person sitting on the couch didn't move a bit and attempted to hold his laugh over my red face. "Revansh, jao yaha se." The moment I completed, I was sitting on his lap as he pulled me firmly, I directly landed on his lap, and he made me wrap my legs on either side of his torso before enfolding his arms around my waist securely.

"Chahte kya ho?" I asked in frustration, but he just smiled, "Tumhe chahta hu aur woh bhi hamesha ke liye."

"You are unbelievable now, please get out," I said while trying to push him away, but my movement was halted when I saw his eyes were clinched on my cleavage, instantly I covered it with my palm, "Are you serious," I muttered. Revansh clutched my wrist which was covering my cleavage and spoke, "Never ever try to hide yourself from me and anyway, I have already sucked them, so what is the point of hiding it?" Where is the shame?

"Sharam nahi aati tumhe?" I passed a glare to him, but he just nestled his face in the crook of my neck and nodded his head negatively, "Aapke samne sharam kaisi, jaan?" His mumbled voice vibrated against my skin causing a shiver to run down my spine. A moan passed my mouth when his teeth grind my skin and right away sucked that spot to ease the pain, he did it until he gets satisfied.

"Can I suck on your tits?" He asked facing me and I was p.d.q (pretty damn quick) to shake my head negatively, his eyes softened as he again asked in a baby voice, "Please, baby just for five minutes." I would never think that this man could ever ask me 'this' thing in a fucking baby voice.

"N-no, Revansh." Again, he snuggled his face into my neck and started to leave wet kisses while his hand sank inside my top roaming sensually on my bare back. Is he trying to seduce me? because it's definitely working. "Please let me do it, baby." He murmured against my skin.

"R-Revansh, I am going to marry─"

"If you uttered that shit again, I would fuck you right now against the wall." He growled making me shut my mouth. If he said that then can definitely do it, right? "Now, please can I suck it?" Pointing towards my breast he spoke again in a baby voice, don't know why but I feel something giddy in my gut.

Steadily his fingers gripped the hem of my top and pulled it away from my body leaving me in my black bra. His lips brushed my lips before he pressed them together, sinking in the pleasurable motions I let my fingers clutch the soft strands of his hair firmly. Revansh penetrated his tongue inside my mouth and tasted every corner of it like a ravenous beast. His fingers skated upward till they reached my bra's hook, in a flash he unclasped it and freed my tits.

Pulling away from the kiss he questioned, "Can I?" The time I forgot about every single thing around me, it was just him and I in a room sharing some intimate moment. A soft moan escaped my throat when his lips wrapped around my nipple, "Oh, god," I said Revansh sucked my tits while circling his tongue around the areolar, his other hand groped my tits, squeezing it like it was his stress ball.

"Ahh─Revansh s-slow down," harshly he chews my nipple making me scream in pleasure and pain. God, he is so pleasing at this. "I so fucking love you and never let you go away from me," his serious, gravelly voice reached my ears assembling me to understand what he said actually, and then I got to know that there going to be lots of drama in my so-called marriage.

After satisfying his hunger for my left tits he pulled away and peaked my lips before latching his lips over my right one, "I will kill that fucking piece of shit for thinking that he can marry you." his furious, raspy voice gave me cold sweat, "You are mine, only I can marry you and be your husband." With a last suck, he hauled away and faced me.

"Did you get it?" Unconsciously, I shook my head, which made him smile. Isn't it so confusing? On the one hand, he wants to marry me, and on the other hand, that so-called most likable guy, Ashvin, wants to marry me. And that's not enough—even Papa and Mumma want me to marry Ashvin for their precious company. Kuch jada hi demand mein nahi hu main? Can anyone tell me whether the marriage will take place or not and if so, with whom?

Yaar aise cheating hogi to main nahi khel rahi.

"You look so beautiful like this," Revansh waved my thoughts a few miles away. I found him staring at my half-naked figure. "Shut up," I lightly slapped his cheek and made it pivot towards the right.

"Oh, my love." He said and a chortle decamped his throat, but before I bent to pick up my bra, his big built veiny hands tightened the hold around my waist and pulled me towards himself. Our chests collided, and he moaned to release his throat. Shit, his moan sounds so fucking sexy.

He snuggled his face in my breast flaring up the jitters over my skin and it must be obvious for him to notice, "R-Revansh, now leave me." He shook his head, "Never, that's not in my control."

"I have to change." He sighed and raised his eyes to meet mine and again nestled his face before muttering, "Oh god, I love you so much that I couldn't even put it into words." Butterflies took wild flight in my stomach.

After taking a few minutes he finally pulled out and crashed his mouth on mine in a ferocious, enthusiastic kiss, I got out of breath and lightly smacked his shoulder which compelled him to leave my dear lips. His hands reached for my bra, and he made me wear it. I descended from his lap and stood in front of him before instructing, "Now, get out." 

"But sweetheart, what's the point of my going when I have seen everything? So, please let me be here na." His tone was the softest that I have ever listened to in my entire twenty-four years of existence. Fetching the actuality that he was not going to hear my single word I twirled to pick up the green organza-colored lehenga's blouse, "No, not that."

My eyes glimpsed his countenance, he was scowling at the lehenga's blouse which was in my hand with a ruffle over his forehead. Revansh strode in my direction and took the blouse from my grip before handing me a cream-colored blouse, "This will look extremely stunning on you." A delicate smile curled his lips.

Without arguing I wore that blouse and the point to be noted is that Revansh helped me into this as he tied the dori which was on the back. The blouse was a little bit revealing my cleavage, "Isn't it much revealing?" I asked checking myself in the mirror while he was admiring me with a soft smile.

"No, it's not. If you like it, you feel comfortable and appealing then everything is acceptable." I was literally stunned because of the possessive type of man he is, it was so bizarre to hear it from him. In a flash, I found him nearby as he murmured in my ear, "And if someone tries to ogle on you, I will shoot him then and there." My eyes widened but he just smirked before placing a kiss on my earlobe.

"Tum na bahut ajeeb ho." I passed him a life-threatening glare which made a chuckle past his lips, "Ab jaisa bhi hu sirf aur sirf tumhara hu." I looped my head not wanting to show him my crimson red cheeks.

I picked up the lehenga and wore it over my jeans, "Are you not going to open your jeans?" I nodded my head negatively and uttered, "There is no need for it." Tying the dori which was on the left side of the lehenga I answered him.

I scrutinized my look in the mirror and hummed in satisfaction, not going to lie but his taste was really good. "Breathtaking," Revansh stated, dreamily placing his palm over the left side of his chest which made me laugh, "Stop acting like a Bollywood hero."

Placing a gentle kiss on my cheeks and enfolding his arms around my waist, he spoke throwing me into my dearest overthinking, "Why am I not a hero? Or am I the villain of your life?" No, he is not a villain but... also not a hero, right?

"I-I don't know," my answer made him chortle as he detached himself from me and took his cell phone out of his pocket, did something on the screen, and enunciated, "Here look at me, baby." I glimpsed him positioning the phone in front of me.

"What are you doing?"

"Taking my love's picture as I need a new wallpaper now." 

I didn't convey anything further, but something happened in my heart, and Revansh took my photos. I opened the lehenga and blouse before wearing my black sleeveless top and white shrug again before calling his name, "Revansh?"

"Yes, baby?" I sighed, I need to do this, I need to tell him to stop. "This is the last time we get intimate, tomorrow is my engagement so, please try to maintain a safe distance from me, and from tomorrow there going to be nothing between us." I saw his eyes blackening, his expression switching but, in an instant, it again changed, and he chuckled.

Is he bipolar?

He grasped my wrist and tugged me towards himself, my breast skimmed his chest, and he enveloped his upper limbs around me, "From tomorrow we are going to have a new relationship where you are going to be mine and I am going to be yours forever." He concluded and smashed his lips onto mine, devouring me, eating my mouth like I was always his and only his.

A knock hit on the door making me jump and Revansh grunted in displeasure, "Zindagi wahi bitani hai kya tujhe?" Fuck, I forgot about Kiara. Immediately I lightly pushed Revansh and shouted, "T-two minutes, Kia."

"No no, open the door I have to see the fuck you are doing." I mentally cursed her, and heard a peal of laughter from Revansh, "Dono bhai-behen ek hi jaise hai," I glared at him and muttered.

Revansh peaked my lips, "I heard that, baby." I faked a smile, "Ab chhodo mujhe." He whined a little but departed me from his tight grip.

"Now stay here. Don't you dare to come out." He scowled, "But..." He was going to complete it when I passed him a glare and he closed his mouth before muttering, "Okay, jaisa tum kaho."

I picked that cream-colored lehenga with green highlights and opened the door just to meet an angry Kiara, "Kapre pehen ke kyu aayi hai?"

"Toh kya kapre utaar ke aayu?" I rolled my eyes and gripped her wrist before walking out, "Mera matlab tha mujhe bhi dekhna tha lehenga kaise lag rahe the tujhpe." 

"You take a look tomorrow. By the way, I am taking this one." I showed her, and she nodded in approval before handing it to the attendant, "I wanted to tell you something." I hummed at her to continue.

"I have a stalker." My eyes enlarged in horror, "The fuck, you are telling me now." She faintly smiled.

"But now, everything is fine like the last message and letters I got two years back." I sighed in dissatisfaction, "You hid this thing for so many years? Won't you trust me?"

"Amaya, things were not right, and I was literally not in that condition to tell you everything even though I got the letter stating not to tell this to anyone and I was somehow afraid." She spoke, her tone was brimming with dismay, and regret for not telling me anything. "I am sorry. Now, everything is fine, and I am back with Vivaan." I nodded and somehow, I knew why she didn't te"Now, can you explain why you said yes?" Kiara asked, goggling straight into my eyes. We were seated inside the car, and the driver was concentrating on driving, while this girl was focused on sending me death-dealing glares while asking me millions of questions. "Kia, I told you I wanted to marry him."

"No, you were never. Uncle and Aunty forced you na?" She reads my expression in a split second. "Shaurya bhaiya knows about it? Or did he also force you?" Bhai can never do this because I know if I mumbled a small 'no' in front of him the marriage should be canceled. My brother didn't even care about the massive fucking loss of the company like Papa.

"Bhai didn't compel me." I muttered, "Uncle and Aunty?" She spoke, I wanted to shake my head positively, but I did negatively.

Escaping a sober sigh from my throat, I enunciated, "Ab chhord na aun sab baaton ko." I gave her my pretty smile, but she turned towards the window.

Bezati kar di isne toh, bc.

"Did you just ignore me?" I spoke with feigning anger, and I know she must have rolled her eyes as she said solemnly, "Kuch baat karni thi tujhse." Kiara's eyes met mine, which was brimming with timidness.

"Yes?"

"B-Bhai loves you."

My breath hitched, and my heartbeat skipped for a moment. It's not like I don't know about it, I remembered he confessed to me last night but hearing this from Kiara, I got a little terrified because the fuck she will think about me now.

After all, he is her brother, and I am her best friend.

Did I tell you in the morning when I awoke from my dear slumber, I was alone on the bed with a small note on the nearby table which is just beside my bed, and the note said,

I have to leave for important work, baby. I will meet you soon. Don't skip your breakfast otherwise, I will have to feed you in my way, which you will absolutely not like, or will you?

I love you.

Your soon-to-be husband.

"I-I know, but believe me, I have never known about─" She didn't let me complete and spoke in between, "Do you have mutual feelings for him?" And this question leads me to drown in overthinking. But before I could convey anything the car came to a halt, and the driver notified us that we had arrived.

Kiara didn't force me to answer anything as we stepped inside the mall of that respective shop. Since Mumma has already spoken with the manager, she wanted a stunning and most pleasing engagement ensemble for her daughter. The manager welcomed us politely before guiding us towards the room where the costumes were placed.

"You can try any of them, and there is the trial room," one of the sales attendants showed me the trial room and I nodded at her. "Do you like any of them?" Kia's voice reached my ear as I twirled to find a pout on her face which was presenting me the exact check that she didn't like any of the outfits so did I.

"They are so shady in colors," She emitted solemnly with a frown on her forehead, and without waiting for my response she instructed the attendant, "Show us some pastel colors these will not look adequate." It's my engagement, isn't it? then why does it feel like ki meri jagha yahi shaadi kar baithegi?

Nodding at her statement the attendant requested us to wait for some minutes till she offered some new collection to us and after some five minutes, she came back with various light-colored outfits that captured Kiara's eyes, "This, this, and this one, take these out, it will look ravishing on Amaya." The attendant took the green organza, peach-colored, and cream with green highlights lehengas out from the collection.

Kiara softly smiled at the women before uttering, "Keep all these lehengas in the trial room," and looped to face me but her smile faded a little when she gazed at my bewildered face, "Tujhe kya hogaya?" She questioned.

I raised my brows in disbelief, "Some time ago, you were asking so many questions, why did you say yes, who forced you, to this and that. Now, what happened to the fact that you are picking outfits for me? Sach-sach batana Ashvin pasand to nahi na aagya." She rolled her eyes as a fake, yet devilish smile recreated on her lips, "I am happy with Vivaan, and I don't need anyone."

"Now, go and try these outfits." She tried to push me towards the changing room, "Yaar, chhodh na koi ek pasand kar le aur chal ice cream khane."

"You want ice cream this time?"

"Yeah." I shrugged my shoulder, but it led an unspecified expression to form on her countenance, "What happened?" I asked.

All of sudden her anonymous question reached my ears making my eyes widen in astonishment, "Tu pregnant hai?"

"Tu pagal hai?" The previous unspecified expression on her face now changed into an apathetic one, "I just asked because you and Bhai slept together, right?" shit─

"And who the fuck told you that?"

"Bhai."

I was startled, extremely horrified about the fact that she knows, "A-and you were fine with that I, your best friend slept with your brother." She let out a faint chuckle, "I would be the happiest if you and Bhai were together like two favorite people of my life in a relationship, but unfortunately it looks like fate is not with us." My eyes softened at her words.

Today I understood that the favored job of Raichand's siblings is to make me speechless.

"So, are you pregnant?"

"Are you serious, how could I be pregnant? It happened a day before yesterday. Symptoms itni jaldi nahi aate." Did I just emit like I am desperate to be pregnant with his child? Oh yes, I did, and I came to know this after seeing Kiara's smirked face. "So, in the future, there is a chance?" The mischievous smirk didn't budge a bit as she uttered.

"I took the pills, yaar, and for your kind information I am getting married in a few weeks." A heavy sigh escaped my throat as I continued in a low voice, "Just forget it, and don't bring up the topic again. Revansh and I have no future together."

I glimpsed the attendant staring at us who had come here about five minutes ago and was waiting for us to finalize conversing, "I am going to try the outfits." I uttered and stepped towards the changing room. My brain was still surrounded by the conversations I had with Kiara, and after sighing the nth time I propelled open the door of the room.

I strolled inside and instantly twitched the white shrug from my body leaving myself in a sleeveless raven top and denim jeans as I settled my stare on the mirror, a gasp escaped my throat, and my eyes dilated in bafflement. How the fuck is this possible that he can enter inside, and sit on the couch so calmly? His head was leaned back on the curved part of the couch and his left leg was folded over the right thigh, both of his hands were straight on the back.

Kisi din ye ya toh meri jaan lega, ya phir mere haatho apni.

"The fuck you are doing here?" I questioned and immediately twirled around to face him, my tone was no joke. A smug smile curled his lips as he steadily lifted his gaze before specifying it on me. Seductive, sensual, and desirable, heat rushed inside my veins, and I could feel some wetness on my vertical lips, "Wanted to select outfits for fiancé." His manspreading was word-for-word not supporting me in the situation I am in right now.

"I am not your fiancé, and please just get out of here. I need to change," I moved my eyes upward. A dark chuckle passed his lips, which erupted goosebumps over my skin as he made himself comfortable on the couch before husking out, "Then change." I glanced at him with disbelief before ambling forward in his direction. The smirk on his lips didn't budge a bit. 

I gripped his right wrist and used all my power to drag him out of the room but miserably failed because this fucking person sitting on the couch didn't move a bit and attempted to hold his laugh over my red face. "Revansh, jao yaha se." The moment I completed, I was sitting on his lap as he pulled me firmly, I directly landed on his lap, and he made me wrap my legs on either side of his torso before enfolding his arms around my waist securely.

"Chahte kya ho?" I asked in frustration, but he just smiled, "Tumhe chahta hu aur woh bhi hamesha ke liye."

"You are unbelievable now, please get out," I said while trying to push him away, but my movement was halted when I saw his eyes were clinched on my cleavage, instantly I covered it with my palm, "Are you serious," I muttered. Revansh clutched my wrist which was covering my cleavage and spoke, "Never ever try to hide yourself from me and anyway, I have already sucked them, so what is the point of hiding it?" Where is the shame?

"Sharam nahi aati tumhe?" I passed a glare to him, but he just nestled his face in the crook of my neck and nodded his head negatively, "Aapke samne sharam kaisi, jaan?" His mumbled voice vibrated against my skin causing a shiver to run down my spine. A moan passed my mouth when his teeth grind my skin and right away sucked that spot to ease the pain, he did it until he gets satisfied.

"Can I suck on your tits?" He asked facing me and I was p.d.q (pretty damn quick) to shake my head negatively, his eyes softened as he again asked in a baby voice, "Please, baby just for five minutes." I would never think that this man could ever ask me 'this' thing in a fucking baby voice.

"N-no, Revansh." Again, he snuggled his face into my neck and started to leave wet kisses while his hand sank inside my top roaming sensually on my bare back. Is he trying to seduce me? because it's definitely working. "Please let me do it, baby." He murmured against my skin.

"R-Revansh, I am going to marry─"

"If you uttered that shit again, I would fuck you right now against the wall." He growled making me shut my mouth. If he said that then can definitely do it, right? "Now, please can I suck it?" Pointing towards my breast he spoke again in a baby voice, don't know why but I feel something giddy in my gut.

Steadily his fingers gripped the hem of my top and pulled it away from my body leaving me in my black bra. His lips brushed my lips before he pressed them together, sinking in the pleasurable motions I let my fingers clutch the soft strands of his hair firmly. Revansh penetrated his tongue inside my mouth and tasted every corner of it like a ravenous beast. His fingers skated upward till they reached my bra's hook, in a flash he unclasped it and freed my tits.

Pulling away from the kiss he questioned, "Can I?" The time I forgot about every single thing around me, it was just him and I in a room sharing some intimate moment. A soft moan escaped my throat when his lips wrapped around my nipple, "Oh, god," I said Revansh sucked my tits while circling his tongue around the areolar, his other hand groped my tits, squeezing it like it was his stress ball.

"Ahh─Revansh s-slow down," harshly he chews my nipple making me scream in pleasure and pain. God, he is so pleasing at this. "I so fucking love you and never let you go away from me," his serious, gravelly voice reached my ears assembling me to understand what he said actually, and then I got to know that there going to be lots of drama in my so-called marriage.

After satisfying his hunger for my left tits he pulled away and peaked my lips before latching his lips over my right one, "I will kill that fucking piece of shit for thinking that he can marry you." his furious, raspy voice gave me cold sweat, "You are mine, only I can marry you and be your husband." With a last suck, he hauled away and faced me.

"Did you get it?" Unconsciously, I shook my head, which made him smile. Isn't it so confusing? On the one hand, he wants to marry me, and on the other hand, that so-called most likable guy, Ashvin, wants to marry me. And that's not enough—even Papa and Mumma want me to marry Ashvin for their precious company. Kuch jada hi demand mein nahi hu main? Can anyone tell me whether the marriage will take place or not and if so, with whom?

Yaar aise cheating hogi to main nahi khel rahi.

"You look so beautiful like this," Revansh waved my thoughts a few miles away. I found him staring at my half-naked figure. "Shut up," I lightly slapped his cheek and made it pivot towards the right.

"Oh, my love." He said and a chortle decamped his throat, but before I bent to pick up my bra, his big built veiny hands tightened the hold around my waist and pulled me towards himself. Our chests collided, and he moaned to release his throat. Shit, his moan sounds so fucking sexy.

He snuggled his face in my breast flaring up the jitters over my skin and it must be obvious for him to notice, "R-Revansh, now leave me." He shook his head, "Never, that's not in my control."

"I have to change." He sighed and raised his eyes to meet mine and again nestled his face before muttering, "Oh god, I love you so much that I couldn't even put it into words." Butterflies took wild flight in my stomach.

After taking a few minutes he finally pulled out and crashed his mouth on mine in a ferocious, enthusiastic kiss, I got out of breath and lightly smacked his shoulder which compelled him to leave my dear lips. His hands reached for my bra, and he made me wear it. I descended from his lap and stood in front of him before instructing, "Now, get out." 

"But sweetheart, what's the point of my going when I have seen everything? So, please let me be here na." His tone was the softest that I have ever listened to in my entire twenty-four years of existence. Fetching the actuality that he was not going to hear my single word I twirled to pick up the green organza-colored lehenga's blouse, "No, not that."

My eyes glimpsed his countenance, he was scowling at the lehenga's blouse which was in my hand with a ruffle over his forehead. Revansh strode in my direction and took the blouse from my grip before handing me a cream-colored blouse, "This will look extremely stunning on you." A delicate smile curled his lips.

Without arguing I wore that blouse and the point to be noted is that Revansh helped me into this as he tied the dori which was on the back. The blouse was a little bit revealing my cleavage, "Isn't it much revealing?" I asked checking myself in the mirror while he was admiring me with a soft smile.

"No, it's not. If you like it, you feel comfortable and appealing then everything is acceptable." I was literally stunned because of the possessive type of man he is, it was so bizarre to hear it from him. In a flash, I found him nearby as he murmured in my ear, "And if someone tries to ogle on you, I will shoot him then and there." My eyes widened but he just smirked before placing a kiss on my earlobe.

"Tum na bahut ajeeb ho." I passed him a life-threatening glare which made a chuckle past his lips, "Ab jaisa bhi hu sirf aur sirf tumhara hu." I looped my head not wanting to show him my crimson red cheeks.

I picked up the lehenga and wore it over my jeans, "Are you not going to open your jeans?" I nodded my head negatively and uttered, "There is no need for it." Tying the dori which was on the left side of the lehenga I answered him.

I scrutinized my look in the mirror and hummed in satisfaction, not going to lie but his taste was really good. "Breathtaking," Revansh stated, dreamily placing his palm over the left side of his chest which made me laugh, "Stop acting like a Bollywood hero."

Placing a gentle kiss on my cheeks and enfolding his arms around my waist, he spoke throwing me into my dearest overthinking, "Why am I not a hero? Or am I the villain of your life?" No, he is not a villain but... also not a hero, right?

"I-I don't know," my answer made him chortle as he detached himself from me and took his cell phone out of his pocket, did something on the screen, and enunciated, "Here look at me, baby." I glimpsed him positioning the phone in front of me.

"What are you doing?"

"Taking my love's picture as I need a new wallpaper now." 

I didn't convey anything further, but something happened in my heart, and Revansh took my photos. I opened the lehenga and blouse before wearing my black sleeveless top and white shrug again before calling his name, "Revansh?"

"Yes, baby?" I sighed, I need to do this, I need to tell him to stop. "This is the last time we get intimate, tomorrow is my engagement so, please try to maintain a safe distance from me, and from tomorrow there going to be nothing between us." I saw his eyes blackening, his expression switching but, in an instant, it again changed, and he chuckled.

Is he bipolar?

He grasped my wrist and tugged me towards himself, my breast skimmed his chest, and he enveloped his upper limbs around me, "From tomorrow we are going to have a new relationship where you are going to be mine and I am going to be yours forever." He concluded and smashed his lips onto mine, devouring me, eating my mouth like I was always his and only his.

A knock hit on the door making me jump and Revansh grunted in displeasure, "Zindagi wahi bitani hai kya tujhe?" Fuck, I forgot about Kiara. Immediately I lightly pushed Revansh and shouted, "T-two minutes, Kia."

"No no, open the door I have to see the fuck you are doing." I mentally cursed her, and heard a peal of laughter from Revansh, "Dono bhai-behen ek hi jaise hai," I glared at him and muttered.

Revansh peaked my lips, "I heard that, baby." I faked a smile, "Ab chhodo mujhe." He whined a little but departed me from his tight grip.

"Now stay here. Don't you dare to come out." He scowled, "But..." He was going to complete it when I passed him a glare and he closed his mouth before muttering, "Okay, jaisa tum kaho."

I picked that cream-colored lehenga with green highlights and opened the door just to meet an angry Kiara, "Kapre pehen ke kyu aayi hai?"

"Toh kya kapre utaar ke aayu?" I rolled my eyes and gripped her wrist before walking out, "Mera matlab tha mujhe bhi dekhna tha lehenga kaise lag rahe the tujhpe." 

"You take a look tomorrow. By the way, I am taking this one." I showed her, and she nodded in approval before handing it to the attendant, "I wanted to tell you something." I hummed at her to continue.

"I have a stalker." My eyes enlarged in horror, "The fuck, you are telling me now." She faintly smiled.

"But now, everything is fine like the last message and letters I got two years back." I sighed in dissatisfaction, "You hid this thing for so many years? Won't you trust me?"

"Amaya, things were not right, and I was literally not in that condition to tell you everything even though I got the letter stating not to tell this to anyone and I was somehow afraid." She spoke, her tone was brimming with dismay, and regret for not telling me anything. "I am sorry. Now, everything is fine, and I am back with Vivaan." I nodded and somehow, I knew why she didn't tell me anything like I did that too, I never shared with her anything about me and Revansh like what happened between us or anything.

"It's okay, let's go home."