Anahita was pacing in her room back and forth, her whole face was red. Red that was said to be the colour of love and anger. Provided the circumstances, Anahita chose to be with the second block of red. All she felt was unnerving anger towards her twerp husband who had bluntly suggested to make reservations of air tickets for their honeymoon.
 "Baba, I was thinking we should hurry up with our honeymoon because after a month, I will be extremely busy with my projects and I think I will hardly get time for any kind of vacations. I don't want Anahita moping around and Aai buzzing in my ear. So, I think we should make reservations now." Yuvraaj broached up during dinner.
 Anahita coughed menacingly, letting everyone believed that she wouldn't sur

Stranded in her inner turmoil, Anahita was not able to comprehend what was happening. Mukund had left her mind once again alike the evening in her home where Yuvraaj had imprinted his touch on her for the first time. He hated her, she was sure but at the same time, it was completely washing over her head why his touch, his eyes and his voice made her believe the contrast. She wasn't able to name what was happening to her, she just knew it was dangerous but the intensity of this danger was unfathomed. The uncertainty of the moment didn't occur to her. She could've pushed him because she was strong but the thought didn't cross her mind when his lips contacted her skin.
 "Open your eyes." At Yuvraaj's command, Anahita gawked at him, mystified.
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"How dare you touch me?" Anahita pounced on him as he set his foot inside their room, "Who do you think you are?"
 "Shut up! I saved you from further interrogation because no girl in their right mind would refuse to meet her family. I didn't my family to suffer because of you." Yuvraaj said and moved to his cupboard.
 Anahita followed him closely, "You know what, you successfully made me feel like a bitch but I am not, okay. Why will they get hurt if I don't want to go that home?"
 An extremely frustrated Yuvraaj spun to face her, "I am really surprised now. Why don't you want to go your home? Is it because of your butter spine boyfriend?"
 "Excu

Anahita was pacing in her room back and forth, her whole face was red. Red that was said to be the colour of love and anger. Provided the circumstances, Anahita chose to be with the second block of red. All she felt was unnerving anger towards her twerp husband who had bluntly suggested to make reservations of air tickets for their honeymoon.
 "Baba, I was thinking we should hurry up with our honeymoon because after a month, I will be extremely busy with my projects and I think I will hardly get time for any kind of vacations. I don't want Anahita moping around and Aai buzzing in my ear. So, I think we should make reservations now." Yuvraaj broached up during dinner.
 Anahita coughed menacingly, letting everyone believed that she wouldn't survive after it and the plan of honeymoon would be mouldered until Yuvraaj rubbed her back almost sedu

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