He came out of the washroom after getting freshly showered. His wet hair fell on his forehead making her heart flutter. She blushed hard as she checked him out.

Ever since they have married, she has always tried her best to not check out her husband. Samar used to be one of the most eligible bachelors and when she married him, her insecurities never left her side.

For her, she wasn't as beautiful as he was. He was way too handsome for her and she felt she doesn't deserve such beauty of a man but over the days, he made her feel worthy. He made her love herself. He ruffled his hair and dried it with the towel.

Feeling her intense gaze on him, he turned towards her when she immediately looked away to not get caught by him. It would be so embarrassing for her! He smirked as he caught her staring and then looking away.

"Baby, I am yours to see, touch, feel, check out, do anything you want to do." He declared and went towards her.

Keeping his knees on the edge of the bed, he bent a little and looked intently at her. Her eyes fluttered with the way he looked at her. His eyes went drowsy finding himself lost in the deep brown eyes of hers.

She fiddled her hands, feeling nervous with the way he was leaning on her. She was about to fall on the bed when he wrapped his arm around her back and pulled her towards him with a jerk. His nose touched her cheek sending goosebumps all over her body.

He smiled against her skin feeling her loud heartbeat on his chest.

"Samar, choriye."

"Har baar choriye. Kabhi ye bol dijiye, jaan thora zor se pakdo"

(Every time, leave me!! Say this sometimes, jaan, hold me a little tighter)

He said mimicking her and she bit her lips, to control her smile and blushed hard.

"You have mastery in talking dirty right?"

She asked, playing with his collar.

"This is what you call dirty talking? Then baby, what will you call it when I actually talk dirty with you. You will call me a pervert right?!" He said leaning against her.

He was about to smash his lips on hers but she kept her palm, covering her lips.

"We have a fast Samar" she said and pushed him away. He pouted and slumped on the bed, sulking already.

She laughed and sat side- hugged him. He bit his lips and hugged her back.

"So what's the movie that we will watch today?" he asked and she went into deep thought.

"Ahnn, she is definitely testing my patience." He thought and cleared his throat, to divert his attention from her.

"Let's watch shinchan's movie" she said and his face was worth watching. He looked at her as if she grew two horns and she laughed.

"Don't hurt my emotions. Shinchan is my first love" she said and placed her cheek on his chest.

"Whattttt! first love!!! How come he is your first love? He is a fictional and 5 year old character!!!" He almost screamed in astonishment and she muffled her laugh, against his shirt.

"So what samar" she said, fluttering her eyes innocently and he gulped the lump formed on his throat.

Deciding to tease him a little, a mischievous idea invaded her mind.

She rubbed her fingers on his throat and his forehead turned sweaty.

He gulped his saliva and she could feel the movement of his vocal against her skin.

"Baby, I don't think you are in the plan to watch a movie " he whispered, unable to control his burning desire for her.

"You have already tested a lot of my patience in these many days. I will make sure you pay for it baby. I will make sure you will not be able to walk for a week." He said, tugging her hair and bringing her face dangerously close to his.

She left teasing him immediately, and gulped, feeling nervous and shy with his words.

"I..ii...mo..movie..yes movie" she stammered and looked away making him chuckle

"Stutter and hide as much as you want. Once you come under me, I will make sure you beg for me" he said, nibbling her ear and she bit her lips to control the moan about to escape from her mouth.

"I want to watch a movie " she said and turned to the other side feeling shy. Her face turned extremely red and she covered herself with the blanket.

He laughed and wrapped his arms around her waist, entering the blanket and pulling her to him. Soon, they started watching shinchan according to her wishes. His attention was only on her while her attention was only on her first love 😂.

Soon, it was night and time for them to go downstairs.

Garima sent a thaal in her room which had the 16 shringaars to wear for the night.

Samar went to the other room to give his wife the privacy to get ready.

She removed her previous saree and changed herself to another red saree which was heavy this time.

She curled her hair a little and did a half updo hairstyle while few strands of hair framed her face. She changed her churas to a new one and wore the heavy neckpiece along with her mangalsutra. Wearing a jhumka, a red small bindi at the centre and a nath( nose pin), she completed her look.

Soon, she heard a knock on the door of a room.

"Baby, are you done?" He asked, while standing outside and she felt extremely shy now. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled shyly.

Slowly, she headed towards the door and opened it. He was on his mobile, reading few mails. As soon as he heard the click sound of his door opening, his eyes drifted to her and his face went blank.

She looked so enthralling. His heartbeat paced as he checked her out from foot to head.

She shyly looked down watching him, slowly taking in her appearance.

He walked towards her while intensely gazing at her waist, which was visible through her transparent fabric at the part of the skin.

His hands wrapped around her waist, sending shivers down her spine as his palms touched her bare skin. She frowned and her eyes met his. He bit his lips controlling the urge to kiss the life out of her that moment.

He loves every response and reaction she gives when he touches her. The biggest turn on for him is her innocent and nervous face.

"I am so lucky to have you as my wife, jaan. Every time I see you, I lose all my senses. Everything blurrs in your presence. How the fuck do you manage to make me insane so effortlessly?" He stated, leaning closer and putting his nose on hers.

She gulped her saliva, feeling the intensity of the moment. A red hue appeared on her collarbone which slowly spread on her cheeks.

"Ever since, you have come in my life, I am giving myself to you without me knowing it. Marriage wasn't my plan baby. But it's the most beautiful thing now since you are a part of it"

He stated, truthfully while she shivered with his breath falling on her face.

"Never ever in my life I have felt so deeply attached to a woman. Baby, you are the first one, with whom I have shared almost everything. I no more want you as my wife." He spoke and her eyes shot up to his.

"Wh..what do you mean?" She asked nervously, hearing his end statement.

"I don't want you as just my wife. I want to be your lover and I want you to be my love. Jaan, I love you. I love you a lot. Day and night, my sight is only filled with you. My mind, heart, body, now everything listens to only you and you. Be my love baby. Let me love you" he said, while rubbing his nose with hers.

Her heart beat rose as her chest heaved up and down, feeling shy and excited at the same time. She never thought someone like him would ever love her. She looked down, as her eyes filled with tears. He lifted her chin and pecked her forehead.

"No need to rush yourself, just let me love you. Take your time. There is no hurry. We have a lifetime for ourselves." He said and smiled as she blushed hard.

"I..I...I..Samar...I too love you..I..never ever thought you will like me, love is far away. I am a very average girl. I hail from a middle class family. I have nothing of my own. Neither I work, nor I can give you anything. You made me think I am worthy of you. But, I am not like others. Not like any other girl. They are beautiful, independent, strong, bold and not timid like me. I am just a normal girl. You are too good for me. I love you a lot samar." She spoke, her throat clogged while speaking her heart out

Samar knew her insecurities and the reason is the place she has lived. His parents don't leave any stone unturned to make her feel out of place and unwelcomed and it's very natural to develop this feeling but he has never let her feel anything of these. He has tried making her love herself but then why does she still have these insecurities.? He felt extremely happy when he heard, that she reciprocates his feeling. His happiness had no bound.

"You know baby, I feel really happy that you reciprocated my feeling but I feel sad and angry at the same time." He said and his eyes bore drills in her eyes.

She frowned, as his hold on her tightened.

"I really don't care about other girls. Fuck their beauty and independence. What matters is you! I only love you. And when I say I love you, It means I need you and only you. I don't need anything from you. Speaking about being bold or strong, do you really think baby I love you just for your outer appearance? I fell in love with the whole of you. Your shy, innocent and caring nature, everything attracted me to you. Don't dare to compare yourself to others because they are not even half of what you are. You make me happy baby, you are the definition of beauty and strength for me. You are the only one I love so I dare you to speak a single word about yourself, and I won't, I repeat, I won't hesitate tying you to bed and punishing you the whole night for speaking Ill about you" he spoke, while intensely gazing at her and strangling her neck with a light hold.

Tears cascaded her eyes and she hugged him immediately.

"I love you samar. I love you"

He smiled wide and took her in his embrace

"I love you too baby"

She pulled herself away and their eyes met.

"I would have kissed the life out of you. But just few more hours." He spoke, winking at the end and she giggled, hiding herself in his embrace

"Let's go down and wait for the moon. My stomach is grumbling" he whined and she laughed.

"I told you not to fast but you did" she spoke and he pouted.

"Humari Jaan ki bhukh se Jaan nikle or hum yuhi baith ke dekhe ye to ho nahi sakta. Agar aap nahi khayengi to hum yu hi bhuke mar jayenge"

(Do you think I will sit idle when my Jaan is fasting and dying to have her food? If you don't eat, I will die but will not take in even one morsel baby")

She blushed and hid her face in his chest which soon vibrated with his laugh. They went downstairs and found everybody sitting in the living room, waiting for the moon.

Agastya smiled at the couple and gave a teasing look to Samar when he watched him, holding his bhabhi by her waist. Samar hid his smile and glared at him. Agastya rolled his eyes and winked at his bhabhi.

Sanya laughed feeling the samar shooting glared at both the devar and bhabhi.

"Oh my gorgeous bhabhi, I wish Bhai wasn't married to you. But fate.." he sighed dramatically at the end, earning a smack on his head by samar. Sanya just laughed at the two which died when she watched the other three giving stinky eyes to the interaction Sanya had with her husband and brother in law.

She looked down, sad with the fact that her in laws don't accept her as their daughter. She just needed a family which loves her but here, she can only see pure hate in their eyes and when she was not at all in fault.

"Moon, moon let's go bhabhi mumma" agastya shouted and they all went out with the necessary things.

Garima did the ritual with Rajveer and Rajveer looked the most uninterested in it. Sanya watched her carefully so that she can perform the ritual as well.

She turned towards Samar smiled at her. She smiled back and did the rituals. After doing his aarti, she bent down to take his blessing. He smiled and held her as her hands touched his feet. It was a ritual and therefore, he won't stop her from doing it.

"Your place is in my heart" he said and placed his palm on his heart.

She smiled and nodded. He too bent down to touch her feet. She was shocked. Her eyes went wide when he touched her feet. She didn't even realise when he got up and kissed her forehead. A chuckle escaped his mouth.

"I think I have as much right on you as you have on me" he said and caressed her cheek to stop her tears. She nodded and hugged him.

He made her drink water and have some sweets from the plate. She too did the same and Agastya smiled at the exchange. He never thought his brother would keep a fast for someone.

"Look at this brat. What example he is giving to agastya" rajveer said, glaring at the couple.

"It's not my son's fault. It's that girl's fault" garima retaliated and he nodded.

"Tomorrow, I will definitely do something" rajveer said, smirking at the end.