The winds blowing round the massive room caused her to stir in the comfortable sleep she was enjoying. The fresh breeze as passed her glowing face made a small smile reach up her face.

She looked radiant.

Her happiness was no bounds.

Her eyes searched frantically for the person she craved.

And as soon as she noticed that person sitting by the balcony, lost looking into distance, face no void of emotion, she released a known smile.

As she tried getting up, a sharp pain reached directly between her legs making her hiss. And as soon as she came to her senses about the reason of this pain, a deep red blush was coating her cheeks.

He turns to someone else at that point. A beast. A caring beast. A lovable beast. Her beast.

He hadn't noticed her waking up yet. He was busy gazing at the ocean, with no such expression, but she knew a lot of things must be rounding in his mind.

Wrapping the sheets around her petite figure, she walked towards his figure sitting ideally.

He's so handsome.

And he's all hers.

Was what she kept thinking while approaching him, the biggest of smile on her face.

She didn't say anything as she stood beside his sitting figure on the armchair. The only sounds that was heard was of his harsh breathing and waves crashing onto the shore.

Maldives is beautiful.

She didn't say anything as she settled herself on his lap. His thick, strong thighs are the only thing that makes her feel the comfort. He was naked from the top. The only thing he was wearing was his tight boxers that accentuated the outline of his not so small junior.

He as always glanced at her. He knew it must be her. It's her every single time.

His arm was now wrapped around her petite, bare waist involuntarily as she was naked, only the sheet barely covering her body.

Releasing a puff of breath, a series of killer smoke came out of his nose and mouth as he removed the small stick from his mouth, his eyes went darted back to the ocean.

They were a bit red making her sigh.

Nuzzling her face in his neck, she moaned at the comfort and snuggled even deeper to him. She was curled up on his hard chest and lap. Was this problematic for him? Not at all.

His breathing was ragged. It had been since a couple of years, although now it was a lot better.

Placing a long awaited sensual kiss on his chest, she went back to enjoy the comfort that she gets by placing her head in his neck.

They fit perfectly. Their bodies mould into each other's perfectly.

And a single cough made her panicked all of a sudden. A gruff one she knew came from him.

While making him look directly in her eyes by holding his jaw, she without any resistance removed the cigarette from his mouth and crushed it on the arm rest of chair, now throwing it in any random direction of the room.

"Start understanding Rishabh. These things ain't doing any good to you." Muttering this, she snuggled again into him, their foreheads touching each other's.

She had clearly heard him sigh at her sentence. It was then followed by him removing the sheets covering her petite figure, only to wrap this time around the both of them.

Her naked chest was crushing onto his hard one, making him feel her hard pebbles. It wasn't cold out here in Maldives. She just always gets aroused in his proximity. And it was the same case with him as she could feel his hard on below that was poking her.

He radiated a different kind of warmth that she she'd fallen in love with. The comfort of staying in his arms was no bounds.

This was the third day of their honeymoon. Also the third day after their wedding as they'd immediately travelled to Maldives as soon as their wedding had ended because of the flight timings.

All these days, it would be the correct thing to say that they hadn't gotten out of their hotel room once. Not even once.

Today's afternoon was the first time they'd done the deed. They had consummated their marriage today only as it was still 5 in the evening.

They have their breakfast, lunch and dinner in the room only. They don't go for roaming around the places here. From the day they've arrived for this honeymoon, it hadn't got out of this room anywhere.

There were only a few words exchanged, mostly that were from her side.

And today when she'd sat in his lap after their lunch like daily, he'd crashed his lips onto hers in a toe curling kiss, that made her insides churn with immense pleasure. And following this was them embracing each other into the most intimate task one could ever do.

It was painful for her. He had a different kind of roughness in him. But he also made sure to take care of her at the same time.

"I want to go out tonight." She voice out, tracing random patterns on his developing abs.

He had started going to gym since 6 months. Although he was fit and healthy, he suddenly had an obsession of making good muscles after it.

And that action of hers got him even more aroused. She was real beauty. Was she his? That he didn't know.

Her lips trailed wet kisses down his chiseled jaw, and reached till his Adam's apple, sucking there like a child does to a lollipop.

He seemed sweaty. But she didn't feel disgusted at this. She knew it was because of the task they'd done half an hour ago, when she'd slept just after that not knowing what he decided to do.

"You can go. I won't be joining you." He said in a hoarse voice.

"I didn't ask you Rish. We'll be going out today, together." She said in a comparatively stern tone, looking straight into his eyes.

Only she had the courage to look in his eyes and order him something after that incident.

Some people didn't like to talk to him after that while some people, mostly girls were scared about their future with him. And the only girl, who wasn't scared and every fiber in her body has accept him was her.

"Yahvi..."

"Don't use that tone on me Rish." She warned before he could do any mistake.

"Then start understanding as well. When I have said, I don't want to go out means I don't. You said this yourself right that you can't force me about anything." He said in a gruff voice.

"I said the same thing about our marriage as well, right Rish? I said I couldn't force you for it because of your denial and yet here we are married. To each other." She butted in, tracing her manicured nail on his neck on the lightest of old scar he had.

"Stop. Being. So. Stubborn." He gritted out every word, anger pouring out in each.

"Same goes for you then." She said in the same tone, without meeting his eyes.

Their faces were almost crushing onto each other's. Breaths mingling with each other, even making them feel the smell of what they'd done an hour back.

And finally she crashed her soft lips that were bitten by him earlier on his in a demanding way. He was hesitant at first. But letting those cruel thoughts go away, he started kissing her back feverishly.

Their room was a bit isolated than others which he was in favor of. And that's why without any thought, he removed the sheets covering her body, now her bare body at his display, their lips still fighting for the dominance.

His hands were roaming everywhere on her frame which only made her moan from time to time as they came in contact with her sensitive breasts and most sensitive part of her body, between her legs.

His teeth chewed on her bottom lip mercilessly and she let out a big moan when she found him sucking and soothing it with the utmost care. He was dominating the kiss like anything.

She was completely bare. She was in his arms just like how she was on the day she'd born. No makeup, no trace of clothes.

But the only thing that was visible on her was the nuptial chain circling her slender neck.

They only thing this concluded was that she was married. To him.

And that thought made him feel extreme happiness, not that he shows or tells.

"Yahvi...what are you doing to me?" He breathed out, placing his head on her chest. Naked chest, naked breast to be precise.

"Everything I want you to feel and say." She murmured gazing into his dark brown eyes, the same feature as hers.

"I don't want to." He gritted out, as if with difficulty.

"You already have Rish. You just need to accept it." She said softly, cupping his face.

His cheeks now had a layer of growing beard on them. They were rough as she touched those, yet didn't remove her hand.

"I love you." She murmured losing in the depth of his eyes.

"You don't." He butted in.

"Still stuck on that thought Rish? I thought you must've realized that after today." She let out a small, sarcastic smile.

"I realized many things these days Yahvi. And you know it very well." He said with a known look. A pained look.

"Then give yourself to me." She whispered.

"I already have." He replied plainly.

"Give yourself for our relationship." She continued.

"I can't." He replied in an instant.

"You can't or you don't want to?" She questioned again.

"Think whatever you want."

Saying this he lifted the both of them from the armchair in the balcony, and paced back into the big hotel room only to drop her on the bed, him hovering on her the next moment and both of them getting moulding to each other in the most intimate ways while the clouds outside roared loudly in happiness at this union, just like the last time.

The room was filled with their moans and groans while the two bodies were busy synchronizing in perfection.

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The only sound that was heard was of water. The water outside crashing on the shore and the sound of hot water splashing on her naked body as she stood under the shower stall of the en suite bathroom of their hotel room.

They'd entered here together. Only a couple of minutes ago, he was standing just behind her, naked as well, lathering her body with the loofah with utmost care.

And then all of a sudden, he walked out of the shower stall, into the bathroom to stand in front of the big mirror behind countertop. She knew it because she could clearly see him as it was a glass shower stall and it's door was wide opened.

She doesn't know how and why, she just never felt conscious about how she's looking or what she does or behaves in his presence. Maybe it's because of the confort level they share. Or maybe because of the relationship they had and have with each other.

Turning off the shower, she wrapped the only towel present in the rack and got out only to see his eyes fixated on himself in the mirror.

She knew where he was busy looking at.

She knew what he must be thinking seeing that.

Walking towards where he was standing, she noticed some scars on his chest from the mirror.

He was just perfect according to her.

These scars are something she loves. These scars makes her feel proud of him.

He had clearly seen her coming towards him from the mirror.

Doesn't she feels scared of being with him like everyone else does?

Her long, slender finger traced the biggest scar that was between his left shoulder and chest, and she felt him release a pained breath, his jaw now clenched.

His hand came in hold of her wrist, stopping her from doing any further action to him and he removed the towerl wrapped around her body with his free hand, leaving her naked, again.

Lifting her up in his arms like everyone does to a small baby, he made her sit on the countertop.

He was now standing between her parted legs. As usual, there weren't words exchanged. He just kept drying his hair with the same towel he'd removed from her body, yet their eyes connected. Connected in a way no can break it.

She'd wrapped her arms around his waist, hiding her face in his chest.

And again she gave the biggest of smile experiencing the warmth from him.

"There was a call from reception telling me about that they've organized a new year party. Every guest is invited so I think we should go-"

He didn't let her complete.

"Don't even complete that sentence Yahvi. We just agreed for a walk on the beach." He said sternly while making her look at him.

"But Rish-"

"Yahvi! Don't you understand, huh?" He said as if in a scolding yet stern manner.

"You already know Rish how stubborn I am. And again, I didn't ask you. I said we will be attending the party." She said with a soft smile, running her hand through his almost dried hair.

"Why don't you ever listen to me?" She continued questioning softly with a small smile.

"You're the only one I have listened to after it." He responded, smothering her cheeks with the pad of his thumb which only made her lean against him even more.

"Get ready. We'll be late for the party." Saying this he walked out of the en suite bathroom while she gave a big, known smile at his retreating back.

He's hers. Her life. Her everything.

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Everyone sitting here had the biggest of smile, their excitement level increasing each passing second thinking about how much fun they are having and will have in the upcoming time.

Parties are always fun right?

And the party with drinks is the best?

Maybe not for everyone.

Almost every couple was on the dance floor in the arms of their partners. A Romantic melody playing in the background only increased the whole romance atmosphere here.

And then it was the two, a couple sitting in one corner, Yahvi and Rishabh.

As a waiter crossed the are they were sitting in to offer the whiskey and beer glass he had in his tray, Yahvi immediately got excited and picked up the beer. Rishabh, as usual with no such visible expression picked up the glass of whiskey.

And then a cough coming out of her made him glance at her.

She was looking at him intently. As if trying to talk with her eyes. He immediately knew what it was about and gave a big sigh, still not proceeding to do it.

And that's why she herself took the whiskey glass from his hands and kept back in the tray the waiter had in his hands which was followed by also her keeping the beer glass she'd taken, back to the tray.

She won't forget to care about him even if it meant sacrificing things for herself.

"I love you." She murmured, placing her forehead on his.

A sudden voice broke their moment of togetherness. It was the host of the evening.

"Good evening everyone! Well, I should say Good night at this time." He cheered and everyone laughed at this sentence of his except these two.

And that was only because she was still busy searching for the answer in his eyes and he just made her turn towards the centre of stage where the host was standing.

"Well, the countdown of New Year will begin in an hour. So, before that we have planned a little game for everyone." He continued making everyone cheer.

Everyone was here for enjoyment unlike him.

"All you need to do is, I'll be asking random questions related to your partner and the male partner amongst every couple who'll answer the first will get a point. And this will continue till some rounds till we get a winner with the highest of points. So, are you ready?" The host cheered and everyone hollered a 'yes' in response, again except him.

"You'll participate right?" Yahvi asked Rishabh, turning her face towards him.

"Yahvi-" He began to reason, but stopped himself right there as soon as he saw her sulking expression.

"Fine." He sighed making a big smile appear on her lips.

Well atleast this move of his made her happy.

"So, here we proceed our game with the first question."

"What's the favourite food of your partner?" The host asked and Rishabh sighed at the silly question.

And just as he was about to raise his hand for responding, a person shouted the answer and his partner, either girlfriend or wife nodded her head with the biggest of smile at his correct answer.

Yahvi just gave him a small smile.

He knew her favourite food is Samosa. The college canteen's Samosa. The Samosa she always used to eat after bunking her classes. After all, it's his favourite as well.

"So, the next question. What's one bad habit your partner hates about humans?" The host questioned.

There was a pin drop silence at this weird question. None of the male here knew what to respond. This only meant they didn't know their partner that much.

And then all of a sudden a hand was raised in the air which belonged to Rishabh Khurana.

Yahvi looked at him bewildered, her heart beating loudly.

"One second. One second. Now since, it was a difficult question, I'll be personally asking your partner about her answer and if your response will match hers, then only you'll be getting a point." The host butted in with a apologetic look.

Yahvi and Rishabh, both nodded their heads, looking into each other's eyes at this rule which only meant they were confident about this question.

Yahvi did what she was told. She had told her response in the host's ears and was back sitting on her seat, beside Rishabh.

"What's your answer sir?" The host questioned.

"Coward. She hates when people behave cowardly." Rishabh said in his normal, deep tone.

Yahvi released a wavered breath at this.

"Well......"

The host created suspense.

Rishabh's eyes were fixated on her while she was looking straight ahead, not showing any emotion.

"You are correct sir. You wife said the same thing." The host responded with a big smile, looking at the couple happily at their bond.

Yahvi gave him a big, broken smile and he didn't smile back at this.

The one thing he did was mouthing her a 'Thank You' which she responded with shaking her head with tears in her eyes.

She isn't coward. In fact, she's the exact opposite.

Is he's brave, then she's the bravest.

If she's brave, then he's the bravest.

That's what makes them special.

And that's when he didn't want to stay here anymore. Taking her small hand in his, he dashed out of the area where the party was held and walked straightaway to the beach's direction. The whole way she let him do whatever he had in his mind and wanted to do.

His harsh breathing was heard the whole way and finally they reached the beach where he slumped on the cold sand of the beach.

There was no one except these two, it being late in the night.

Yahvi was still standing ideally beside him while he had his head dipped between his legs, muttering continuously which she wasn't able to grasp.

And then all of a sudden she jerked forward landing in his lap as he'd pulled her to himself by her wrist.

"Why Yahvi? W-Why do you do this everytime? Why can't you leave me alone like everyone did? Why have you accepted me knowing about my problem? Why can't you be scared of being with me like every girl was?" He asked helplessly.

"Which problem Rish? You're perfectly fine." She said with a soft smile.

"I had it at one point. Aren't you scared because of that only?" He explained, looking at her with an intense gaze.

"At one point, right Rish? That point is in the past. You are fine. Absolutely fine. Without any trace of it and you know it yourself." She replied, placing her head on his chest.

"Still people were skeptical right? Then why aren't you?" He questioned with a helpless tone.

"Because I am not coward." She responded in an instant.

"When I said I'll be with you forever, I really meant it." She breathed out.

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○How was the chapter readers?

○What's your opinion about the new story?

○What do you think is Rishabh's insecurity about?

○Should I continue writing this or not, cuz well again I am not really sure about this...