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Dears, now it all might seem like a book full of vanilla romance or something like that, but things will change in a way you guys never imagined.

Forgive me for my bad grammar.

Okay, now dive into AADHVI's world.

Yashvi got up from her place as she finished her breakfast. She went inside the kitchen to wash her hands, and Aaditya watches her every move like a hawk.

As he continued staring at the way she went, his food was for long forgotten. Soon, she came back, but with a knife in her hands. When he looked at the knife, he shot her a confusing look.

She shrugged her shoulder and sat at her chair and signalled for him to finish his breakfast. So he does while wondering what his wife is up to and why she is looking at him in a strange way.

When he finished his breakfast, Yashvi got up from her chair and stood beside his right arm and placed a knife exactly at his right bicep.

Seeing his wife's action, Aaditya raised his eyebrow in a questioning manner. Yashvi didn't say anything. She just stabbed the knife in his bicep and dragged it down.

Aaditya's gaze over his wife is unwavering as she stabbed his bicep. He watches how adorably her face held calmness.

After making a small cut at his bicep, she took out the knife and said, "This is for my papa. You might not remember, back then your goons caused a cut on my papa's arm. So, an eye for an eye."

Then she went inside the kitchen and washed the knife, then left for their room.

All this time, Aaditya just admired his wife. He looked at his bleeding arm and beamed, "She marked me."

The cut was not deep but deep enough to make a normal person scream in agony, and definitely it will be a scar. It's Aaditya, he is not a sane normal human to scream in agony, he endured more pain than this one. To him, it's just a scratch made by his wife.

He just cleaned the cut as it was bleeding and changed his shirt, as the previous one he had worn was stained by his blood. Then he left for work reluctantly, because he just didn't want to leave his wife.

Aaditya was once a man who indulged himself in work or his psychopathetic actions however, now having a wife has changed his interests. To him, everything apart from his wife is not fascinating, or it can be said that apart from his wife, everything feels less important.

Yashvi took her phone and dialled Aarav and asked about his whereabouts.

Aarav informed her that he'll arrive in India by tomorrow.

Yashvi decides to first find her dad. Then, she'll figure out about Aaditya's involvement in the death of her love.

Soon the day went by in a blur. Aaditya came to his mansion earlier than he ever came before. Usually he came back at past 12 in the midnight or did not come to his mansion at all.

Now, things changed because he has his wife at home.

Even when working, his mind went to his sweetheart. He wonders what she might be doing—did she eat or not? Is she sleeping? He even wondered if she also thought of him.

He changed, and he knew it and accepted it too.

The arrival of Yashvi into his life changed something in him. A few days ago, if someone told him that he would be wife-sick, he would've put a bullet inside that someone's skull.

He doesn't know how she changes him completely into a very different person, but he knows how her mere presence affects him.

Aaditya around Yashvi is poles apart from the Aaditya the world knows.

He doesn't know how he is behaving whenever he is around her. Yashvi consumes his mind and heart.

"Is my wife having her dinner?" He questioned the servant.

"No, Sir. Madam didn't come out of her room and she even refused to have her lunch " The servant informed him.

He dismissed the servant, removed his coat, and then folded his sleeves. He went inside the kitchen and starts to make dinner for his wife and himself.

Servants got a mini-heart attack seeing their boss cooking but as usual they didn't say anything. They have to mentally prepare to see their boss being a husband.

After cooking, he went to his room and found out Yashvi was not there.

He got fresh up and began searching for his wife. He finds Yashvi is near the waterfall again.

He went to her and stood a few inches behind her, then asked, "You like this place?"

"Hmm. It's beautiful. The view here is mesmerizing." She replied without turning back, completely lost in the beauty of nature.

"Indeed. My view is also mesmerizing." He replied completely in 'awe' of his wife.

She turns to him, and seeing his admiring gaze over her, her eyes soften.

She glows under the moonlight, the waterfall, and a blow of air, which makes her hair flow elegantly.

She looks so ethereal that Aaditya couldn't take his eyes off of her.

Every time he thought she couldn't be more pretty, she proves him wrong.

"The moon up in the sky fails in front of your beauty. My sweetheart." Aaditya's voice comes as gentle as a breeze. Yes, his gentleness is only reserved for his wife.

"Really?" She blushed.

"Hmm. And the beauty of the ocean is nothing in front of your eyes." He went near her, holding her gaze.

"There's no such thing exists as pretty as my wife." He adorned her.

"It's all about beauty. If I weren't this beautiful, would you look at me?" Yashvi's asked, being curious.

"When I said beauty, I said YOU, my sweetheart. You're the definition of beauty in my dictionary. No matter how you look, you are beautiful. As I said, you are the definition of beauty. And I would anyway, always look at you. Only you." He spoke.

Yashvi took a step towards him and stopped in her tracks as she realised she was about to hug him. A murderer.

Sensing her change of mood, Aaditya took her hand in his and guided her to the mansion.

They got inside their room. The food was different from the ones the maids make. Yashvi's eyes lit up like a kid as she saw 'one pot spaghetti with meat sauce'.

"It looks appetizing!" She exclaimed. "Good that you want to eat it." He didn't realize he was nervous about whether she liked the food made by him or not.

Yashvi thought that he might cook this dinner. So, she questioned him as he served her food, "You cooked?".

"Yes" he answered her.

"You cook too." She said she was surprised at the new-found information about her husband.

She wasn't just able to imagine this handsome stud husband of her, inside the kitchen wearing an apron that might not be in his size, cooking meals.

He liked her expression, and they dug in the food.

Yashvi moaned at the mouthwatering spaghetti made by her husband.

"If you moan like that again, I'll have you as my dinner than this." Aaditya spoke as he felt his junior's excitement.

Yashvi rolled her eyes at his words, then ignored his presence, completely focusing on the food.

"Is there any extra spaghetti in the kitchen?" Yashvi asked him, as she felt that the spaghetti she had was not enough.

"No" he replied. Yashvi looked at him like a puppy who had been starved for days.

"Are you still hungry, sweetheart?"

"Nope, I just want to eat more spaghetti." She mumbled and went to make bed.

Aadity also went to the kitchen to place the plates. He again cooked spaghetti for his wife as she asked him. If he had known that she would like the spaghetti this much, he would have cooked more.

He served spaghetti with meat sauce on the plate and took it to her.

When Yashvi saw him with a plate full of spaghetti, she rushed to him and took the plate, then started to eat like she'd starved for years. A hearty chuckle left his mouth seeing her acting like this.

Soon, she finished, and then they got into bed to sleep. Yashvi thought she could get some sleep now, but Aaditya has some other plans for her.

He snaked his arms around her waist and pulled her to him. He entered his hand inside her saree and touched her bare stomach, her smooth back against his hardened chest.

"Where's my payment, sweetheart?" He husked in her ear. She felt goosebumps at the change of his demeanour.

"I didn't ask you to cook for me, so you better not ask me any-" she abruptly stopped as he entered his finger in her navel. He played with her navel, making her curl her toes.

He hovered her and took her mouth in a slow kiss. Yashvi encircled her arms around his neck, she played with his hair. He groaned in her mouth. Slowly, the passion gets more and more intense.

She didn't stop him, and he is not in the mood to stop his ministrations. Soon his ministrations turn into something more hot and intense.

They got themselves tangled with each other with no barriers between them. Her moans and his groans filled their room. As each second passes, he gets wild. Yashvi feels both pain and pleasure.

Aaditya is completely in heaven. He feels so blissful. He is very elated that Yashvi didn't refuse him in a conscious state.

Their room was filled with their pleasurable grunts and skin-slapping noise.

In the end, their night is full of immense pleasure and an intense passion.

As they got indulged in the fervour of each other, forgetting the world. Out there group of people's plans the destruction of Aaditya and Yashvi.

Aaditya and Yashvi are in each other's arms, feeling peace, completely unaware of the storm coming in their lives.

They are coming to destroy the husband and wife. They are planning the destruction of Aaditya and Yashvi.

It's not only the beginning of the passion between Aaditya and Yashvi, it's also the beginning of their doom.

The battle between monsters was about to begin, and many innocent souls were about to be ruined.

Thanks for reading :)

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