41: bed-breaking ceremony

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AALIYANA'S POV:

Shortly, we exited the hotel and moved out. As we roam through the city's bustling streets, I can't help but admire the sheer beauty surrounding us. It's surreal to check off one of my bucket list wishes and I can't contain my happiness. Today has been truly unforgettable. It was the best birthday ever. I can't recall where we're supposed to be heading tonight, but this person has really set the bar high for me. I feel like I can foreknow just about anything from him.

We went to a cozy café, and to my surprise, the staff brought out a delicious cake and began singing Happy Birthday. It was such a thoughtful and sweet gesture from him. We were just waiting for our order to arrive when my phone pinged, I glanced at it. It was Noor.

"I bet you guys are enjoying." This message appeared on my phone's screen.  I smiled.

We also clicked pictures together. I just acknowledged that we never took, any photos together. The way our pictures turned out exceeded my expectations, and I was thrilled with how they captured the moment perfectly. I am uploading them on Instagram for sure.  Our outfits looked so good. I wore the same clothes as before as I didn't bring anything to Paris. I need to shop.

I am still trying hard not to look at his manhood, while he is wearing his grey sweatpants. I guess I developed strong feelings for Zaviyaar, and I'm conflicted about expressing them to him because I'm worried about the possibility of rejection. What if he decides to change after my confession because I feel like I'm demanding too much while trying to give us a chance? I dusted off the thoughts and enjoyed with zaviyaar.

ZAVIYAAR'S POV:

Let's just not talk about the encounter of ours, in the plane. Okay, but Aaliyana kissing me, that too herself is something I didn't expect. She astonishes me. And I did catch her staring at my--, okay let's not talk about it. It was weird. We landed and went to the hotel. Soon we left the hotel, to explore the city.

Aaliyana was enjoying the day to the fullest, which made me the happiest. The sparkle in her eyes, her eyes are reflecting how happy she is. I'm kinda nervous about tonight as it is the main surprise was still left.

I have planned a whole three days for us. To begin with, today we will just explore the city, in short, we will just roam around and I'll be taking her to one of the aesthetic bookstores here in Paris--she's a die-heart fan of those fictional novels. And on the second day, we will go to Le Mont-Saint-Michel and the Musee du Louvre. And on our last day here we will do the shopping and stuff and visit Arc de Triomphe. And I have planned something related to the Eiffel Tower for tonight.

We find ourselves meandering through the vibrant, lively streets of Paris, a city renowned for its romantic allure, soaking in the bustling atmosphere and the rich tapestry of sights, sounds, and aromas that define this iconic urban landscape. She snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Zaviyaar, can we get crepes? I have heard they are really good?" I nodded. And she grinned like a two-year-old. Such a baby. My baby.

"Can we get two crepes?" she asked the guy making the crepes. The guy frowned.

"Eengg-lishh... nono," Aaliyana huffed.

"Pouvons-nous avoir dexus crepes?" I said it to the guy. He nodded. Aaliyana smiled at me.

(Can we get two crepes?)

The guys handed us the crepes, but they were hot. "Sweetheart, be careful they are hot," I informed her. What she did do next, surprise me.

"Thank you, Mister Husband," she pecked my left cheek and ran.

"That ain't fair Aaliyana," I ran after her. I caught her.

"Uff, leave me," she said. "I told you I don't keep debts," I pecked her nose and she turned red. My goodness. Blushing mess.

"Do you want to go to a bookstore?" I questioned her. She hurriedly nodded.  We changed our path and started moving towards the bookstore.

"How come you know all the ways," she questioned while having the crepe.

"I never told you but I used to come here with my girlfriends," I suppressed my laugh.

"Hatto yarr," she said and moved ahead of me.

(move.)

"Acha sorry yarr," I said. "You better be," she huffed.

We reached the bookstore--Abby bookstore. It was an aged vintage type of bookstore. An aesthetic one according to Aaliyana. "You can purchase as many books as you can,"  I declared.

"Really?" I nodded. She moved around the bookstore looking a different books. It seemed like she was doing something really important, she was focused on what she was doing. I was able to click some of her photographs without her notice. And I'll upload them on my Instagram for sure.

"Let's go," she bought me out of the spell. Is she done already? She was carrying in total of seven books. I was hoping a lot more than that.

"Are you done?" I inquired, and she nodded. "If want you can buy more of them?" she shook her head. We moved towards the counter. "Why do you have 3 same books?"

"It is for me, Malaika and Noor," she grinned. I sighed, these best friends and their tradition of reading. I paid for the books and we moved out.

She ended up purchasing a total of 7 books. Despite my encouragement for her to buy more, she insisted that the 7 books were sufficient for her needs. After the bookstore, we went back to shop for clothes for the next two days, soon we were done with that so we reverted back to our hotel. It was almost 3 pm. We were tired so we decided to rest a bit.

Aaliyana went to the restroom. I was sitting on the bed, my head resting on the bed's headrest. I was kinda weary, I was about to fall asleep when someone--Aaliyana threw a cushion on my face. I instantly opened my eyes. I looked at "what are doing" eyes.

"Mister husband, are you planning on catnapping on my birthday," she puffed. Is she not exhausted? Another pillow on my face, what is she doing?

"Aaliyana, you didn't," I was astonished.

"I did that," with that another pillow landed on my face. Why do the hotels have this many pillows? I looked at her with "you are so done" eyes. She looked at me with "catch me if you can" eyes. She is done. She ran out and I ran towards her. She threw every pillow she found in her path--on the sofas. She was chuckling throughout.

She made her route back to the room, I shut the door. "There's no getaway, Sweetheart," she swallowed. She stood on the bed carrying a pillow. I too held a pillow and we started our pillow fight.

"Zaviyaar, you can not win from me," she commented.

"Is that so?" I smirked. She was enjoying it, and so was I. I was not tired at all.

"Aaliyana stop it," I was trying to catch my breath.

"Looks like someone is tired," she joked and stood up on the bed, and so did I. She hit me, and her pillow tore, filling the bed with all the feathers it had. I was about to hit her; with the pillow. When she snatched it and tore it. I was about to hold her wrist when my foot got twisted and I landed on the bed, it made a breaking sound. Aaliyana gasped positioning her palms on her lips. I glanced at her and we burst into laughter.

"Yo..you...brok...broke..the...bed," Aaliyana said while laughing.

"Oh! wait," I decided to tease her. She gave me a questioning look.

"What will the staff think?" I act all innocent, retaining, my laugh.

"That, YOU broke the bed," she said putting force on the word you.

"No, they will think that we smashed the bed," I said.

"Huh! Why?" aww my Sweetheart.

"The staff will think we were doing *the deed* so we broke the bed during it," I whispered in her ears, knowing it would leave a sensual sensation on her earlobe, she gasped, but soon she said something I wasn't expecting.

"So? Let them think what they want, who are they to judge? I am here with my husband and can do whatever I want to. We will pay them for the damage,"  she made my eyes go wide.

"Hey, hey... slow down, I was kidding sweetheart, but if you want we can do it, plus this is our mini honeymoon--Zayyan called it that," I said.

"Haww, besharam," she lightly hit my bicep.

"Apke liye," she blushed hard. I pecked her nose.

"I don't keep debts too, Mister husband," she kissed my cheek. Buddy, you need to calm down, it was just a kiss. I couldn't help but blush.

I went to speak with the hotel management since the CEO is a friend of mine. I informed them about the broken bed, and it reminded me of Aaliyana. They quickly arranged for us to change rooms and handed me the new keys. Aaliyana and I then moved to the new room. It was almost 5 pm, and I let her know that I would be back at 6:45 to pick her up and reminded her to get ready. Before leaving, I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.

As I wanted to ensure that everything was well planned, I went to check on the preparations. After that, I also needed to get myself ready. Once I was dressed and prepared, I noticed that it was almost 7 pm. At that point, I left to head to the hotel to pick her up.

After a 15-minute drive, I arrived at the hotel and parked the car. I then called her to let her know I had arrived and asked her to come downstairs. As I stood outside the hotel, I patiently waited for her. Finally, I spotted her making her way toward me, and I couldn't help but smile

I was shocked. Is she for real? A real-life princess. I can't take my eyes off her. She's the prettiest girl I've ever seen in my life. I don't know how I'll be able to stop myself from looking at her. The dress fitted her perfectly, and she looked the hottest. I didn't know how much the red color would suit her.

AALIYANA'S POV:

I'm experiencing an extraordinary day, perhaps the best birthday I've ever had. I can't stop reminiscing about our previous interaction, and a joyful smile keeps appearing on my face. It feels like butterflies are fluttering in my stomach, but I worry that they might need oxygen to survive. I definitely don't want them to perish, at least not anytime soon. My trance was broken by the ringing of my phone. I saw it was Noor and Malaika; the group call. I picked it.

"Spill it," Noor said. A guy was sitting at her, oh that's Asad. Umm, never mind. Wait a minute a girl was doing her makeup. Most probably her shoots. Malaika was I guess in her flat trying to process everything.

"Aaliyana, spill it already," what should I tell her? I moved my head in a questioning way.

"We will continue this later," she said to the girl and she moved out. "Did you guys kiss?" Noor needs a filter. Asad was still in the room but he got. "Hun, I'll be going now," she gave him a flying kiss and he moved out.

"Now tell us," she is an inquisitive bitch

"We did nothing," I mean it is the truth. We didn't kiss--as in lip kiss.

"So sex?" she didn't even change her expression. She needs a filter for her mouth.

"Noor, you need a filter," Malaika said. "Aaliyana, just tell us how is your birthday going and where is Zaviyaar?" Malaika asked. And here we go, I told them everything, and then came the bed part, and I was telling how the bed broke and a blush appeared on my cheeks.

"Omg, I mean, I can understand it was the first time for both of you but still, Zaviyaar should have slowed down a bit. Aaliyana, are you okay?" Noor needs to stop.

"You mean the bed-breaking ceremony?" Malaika said. They are some crazy bitches.

Malaika and I told her to shut up and she did. I finished the call and realized I had demolished my 1 hour and I needed to get ready as soon as possible. I took a quick bath and parched my hair, I opened the black satchel which had the dress. I unfurled it.

I found myself standing completely still, completely entranced by the sight before me. The garment was truly otherworldly, exuding a delicate beauty and graceful elegance that seemed to transcend the fabric itself. It was a satin dress, exquisitely designed with a daringly high slit that added a sensual touch to its already enchanting appearance.

As I slipped it on, I couldn't help but marvel at the way it hugged every curve, accentuating my figure most stunningly. It had a white fur coat with it as it would get cold it looked good with it I heard a knock at the door, it was a girl with a box in her hands. She handed me them. I opened it and the most beautiful heels I have ever seen in my whole life. I soon got ready and went out as Zaviyaar messaged me that is waiting for me.

I looked at him......

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I'll meet you with the next chapter, till then take care.

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Ignore if you find any mistake as English isn't my first language.

Lots of love,

Zaar <3