Anahita closed her eyes, sighing as the plane took off. Her flight fear gripped her in steel clutches whereas Yuvraaj was all cool, busy in his iPad. They had boarded the plane and managed to secure the seats beside window. For the first time, Yuvraaj's courtesy kicked him and he offered the window seat to her, sitting beside her on the aisle one.
 Announcements were being made by the stewardess. They were strolling around to check whether everyone had tightened the seatbelts and it was making Anahita nervous. She was a proper Indian, comfortable in the dancing trains to travel across the country but planes never went well with her. What if it crashed? What if she died? So many questions flooded in her brains.
 She peeked at Yuvraaj through h

The refined sunbeams crawled in their suite through silk curtains, lightening up each and every corner. Two souls wrapped in the sheet of deep slumber stirred slowly as sense started trapping them, Anahita was the one who woke up first and blinked rapidly to register the surroundings. Yawning, she tried to get up but substantial weight over her waist and on left shoulder refrained her.
 She craned her neck to the east and noticed the most tempting sight of the morning; her arrogant husband was sleeping peacefully with his limbs all over her. Her curves widened involuntarily as she scrutinized his upturned straight nose right above his upper lip which was perfectly etched in deep bow, screaming pretension. His fanned lashes on his cheeks and thick tufts of black hair on his forehead. His bre

"Don't snoop." Yuvraaj warned without looking back as he put the tickets in the drawer and turned back to Anahita who was unwillingly doing his packing.
 "Huh!! You don't have to hide them, I know I will not be able to cancel it because I have understood that I can't win over you. So chill!!" Anahita let out a dramatic sigh, folding the clothes.
 "That's....good." Yuvraaj eyed her skeptically, she wouldn't give up easily, he knew it well.
 "Okay then, goodnight!" Anahita yawned, slipping under the comforter and pulled it over her head. "I am very sleepy."
 "Good night!" Yuvraaj laid down beside her after switching off the lamp. His mind was still

Anahita closed her eyes, sighing as the plane took off. Her flight fear gripped her in steel clutches whereas Yuvraaj was all cool, busy in his iPad. They had boarded the plane and managed to secure the seats beside window. For the first time, Yuvraaj's courtesy kicked him and he offered the window seat to her, sitting beside her on the aisle one.
 Announcements were being made by the stewardess. They were strolling around to check whether everyone had tightened the seatbelts and it was making Anahita nervous. She was a proper Indian, comfortable in the dancing trains to travel across the country but planes never went well with her. What if it crashed? What if she died? So many questions flooded in her brains.
 She peeked at Yuvraaj through her lashes and hesitated, &quot;Yuvraaj?&quot;
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