Sona's POV:

My eyes were fixed on the beast while my mouth was wide open...

My my...he is only in his pants

He was lifting those dumbles and looked extraordinarily hot...

There was no other reaction for a brief moment as my eyes shamelessly scanned every tiny miny portion of that malignant creature

His plain face was dripping with sweat...

A thick line of sweat was traveling through the bridge of his nose and suddenly fell only to make my poor eyes land on his chest...

Naked chest...

It was full of sweat beads...

In that morning light, the glistening sweat glittering on his copper skin emphasizing between that enticing manly furr with that perfect hormone-filled body he looked incomparably sexy and enchanting...

I was looking at him like anything...

Even his pants were close to his long legs because of the sweat that made him look like a cheetah hunting an antelope in a dry jungle at full speed

And the poor antelope is me...

His hotness is going to kill me for sure...

He wasn't a six-pack or eight-pack man...

Neither he was a family pack man...

He was a perfectly carved man...

Chiseled chest and stiff abdomen...

That subtle manly fur spread across his broad muscular chest

Long furry hands...

A picture-perfect beast...

A hottie beast...

No, a hypnotizing beast...

He has some kind of black magic that captivates me...

And see how helplessly I lose my senses when I am with him...

Me too...

Goddd look at those round round bulky bulky biceps Sona...

And as said I lose my senses I let my gaze fall on his hands...

With every lift, his muscles contracted and relaxed and so was my poor pumping heart...

Whenever his biceps bubble up like a balloon it felt like my heart would not be able to grasp his hot air and would burst out at any moment of time leaving me all flushed into red pieces

Can I touch his biceps once...

I just want to feel it...

Shut up...

But he is hot...

I know...

Arjun is an absolute Greek God in the eyes of every female species...

No girl would probably not like him or love him...

He has that tantalizing charm...

I can write 100 marks paper on his description and would easily top it...

"Sona"

Shit....

The thief is caught...

No, the supervisor caught you...

I bite my tongue as I heard my name on my back...

I shifted on my feet and looked at the source of sound and found Arun Sir holding the bronze plate filled with Pooja material...

I don't like this man...

"You didn't put the vermillion" his brows scrunched...

Shit...

One black mark on the first day itself...

Great progress Sona...

I lowered my head as I didn't know what to reply...

I was late to wake up and didn't even look at my face in the mirror and was running only to eye rape my beast...

My finger traced my neck and forehead only to realize that I was not wearing the nuptial chain and bindi too...

Be a good wife and daughter-in-law...

Maa's words hit my senses and my eyes shut tight in irritation...

Another black mark...

Maa is surely gonna kill me when she'll check my progress card...

But come on it's my first day and you guys expect me to remember everything...

That's wrong...

My life has turned upside down within one single night...

I married a 35-year-old uncle...

I cursed my fate while I heard him say "Don't get tensed..you are new to all this so it's natural...I just casually asked"

Good realization Sir...

"Arjun come and put this to her forehead"

Please sir no...

Your son is naked...

I can not handle his hotness...

I kept murmuring while sir's voice repeated...

This time with a pleading tone...

"Arjun"

Next, I heard the sound of dumbles on the ground...

Oh God...he is coming

My heart speeded up its pace...

What shall I do??

Where shall I run??

Stop overreacting he is not going to eat you...

Remember what you decided...

I won't judge him...

I ranted those words to myself and left out a sigh...

As I felt his footsteps approaching me I unwrapped the towel on my head and loosened my hair so that he can obey his father...

He came and stood in front of me while my heart started beating audibly in my mouth...

My face was right close to his chest...

His sweaty cologne filled my nostrils and my lips parted without my knowledge

His smell was damn enticing that it was ceasing my breath and at the same time, it was making me inhale more of him as if he was the only source of oxygen...

Damn my hormones...

Don't play with me, please...

I did not dare to look into his hypnotic orbs and kept my eyes glued to his feet...

But as said I lose my sense when I am around him he lifted his hand to my forehead and without my knowledge I too raised my head and yet another time was drowned in the pools of his black magical orbs...

As he put the vermillion to my forehead and his fingers touched my skin for a microsecond I felt a different sensation that was completely unfamiliar to me but at the same time his eyes too were conveying something unfamiliar as his fingers filled in my partition and in no time he left too and I was still sunk in his eyes

His eyes full were hollow...

Why??

And his touch too...

It's something unusual...

It's not that a touch of a man isn't familiar to me...I have seen the cruel world...

I know what and how a lustful touch is...

But his touch is something new to me...

Neither it is lustful nor it is love full...

It's just a plain touch...

Without any emotions...

But his eyes do speak some unsaid emotions

Why are you so complicated Mr beast??

"He is just broken"

A voice reached my ears but I knew who it was and wasn't interested so I escaped "I'll prepare the breakfast"

He is your son so it's obvious that you'll be his lawyer

Muttering those words I entered the kitchen and saw the beast himself getting a utensil from the fridge and next he gathered two jars from the shelf adjacent to the kitchen slab...

I went near him preparing myself to utter at least a word but then the air around him was so intense that my throat didn't help me to talk but my shameless eyes helped me to watch his actions like a silent audience...

He poured water into the utensil on the burner and opening the jars one after the other he put tea powder and sugar and later he picked up the mortar and pestle and putting a small piece of ginger in it he gave 2 blows and collecting the broken ginger he put it in the tea

He was precise in his work...

As the tea was boiling he picked up the jars and put them on the shelf...went to the fridge and came back with 2 onions and a handful of green chilies...

Does he add chilies to tea??

Are you mad...

He is preparing breakfast...

Then what shall I do...

You dumb girl...

Help him...

I opened my mouth and closed it again as I didn't know what to say while he grabbed another jar and took out 2 fistfuls of Poha and began washing it...

"I...I...

I tried squeezing out a word while he poured milk into tea and continued with his chopping...

I was wondering how was he chopping onions and chilies into small equal pieces and that's when I noticed his knuckles...

It had turned a little brown and the swell was a little more too...

Did he not heal it last night??

It must be hurting him...

"I...I

I stammered again but stopped when he walked past me...

Let me talk at least...

He came back with 3 cups and began pouring tea into them and I was amazed to see that not even a single drop was spilled out of the cups...

If I would have been there I would have made a liquid India map on the kitchen slab...

Hey but wait...

I forgot the most important thing...

I didn't hear him talking since yesterday...

Shit!!!

Is his volume button gone??

I palmed my mouth at the newfound information and that's when a hoarse voice poured into my ears for the first time

"I can talk"

"Devaa....I thought I married a mute beast" I sighed as my hand landed on my chest

Hey, wait...

He heard my inner voice??

Was my inner voice that loud??

And I replied to him??

I palmed my mouth again as I realized what words left my mouth

I thought I married a mute beast...

"I...I am sorr-

My words halted when he pushed the cup to me and before I could react he took the remaining cups and left

What kind of behavior is this??

You are rude Mr beast...

You are abnormal...

And...and you are...

Akdu...

Akdu beast...

No no..

Akdu Arjun...

Yes that's the right name for you...

Akdu Arjun...

I took the cup in my hand and was confused...

What shall I do now??

Drink the tea??

Do you have any plan for eating tea??

What if he had added sleeping pills in it to take advantage of me as shown in movies??

Come on Sona he made it in front of you

Hmmm

But I have one more doubt...

Have the tea here itself or go to the living room??

Are you a queen of Mars to be treated royally...

No na...

Then go have it with them...You need to make yourself habitual with them

Hmmm

"Sona" Arun Sir yelled from the living room and I rushed out with the cup...

"Sit and have tea with us...what were doing alone in the kitchen??"

Your son left me alone...

I nodded and took a seat opposite to Arjun...

There was a small teapoy between us...

I bowed my head and took a sip of the tea and the moment its flavor got absorbed by the taste buds I was in heaven...

"Ummmm" a moan escaped my mouth as my head raised only to see the other two heads looking at me in utter shock...

Was the moan that loud???

Quickly I looked down in embarrassment

Control Sona...

As I continued sipping the tea slightly I raised my head to see the person who made such a nice tea...

Teacup in one hand and the other one busy scrolling down his phone he was busy in his work and so was I admiring his charms by repouring his words into my ears...

I can talk...

His sleepy voice was damn husky...

My not so mute beast has got a raspy ravishing voice...

Once Arun Sir was done I took his cup and was about to take his too but he showed his hand asking me to stop with his sharp eyes...

I was startled by his sudden rejection...

Akdu...

"Don't take him wrong Sona...he likes doing his work on his own" sir explained and I turned on my heels to the kitchen...

Putting the cups into the washbasin I tucked my viel into my waist to make Poha and when I twirled I gasped so hard that my hand landed on my chest

Why does he have to scare me all the time with his abrupt appearance??

I avoided him and started searching for the remaining ingredients and all of sudden a warm breath tickled my neck as his voice hoarsed "Your Saree is messed up"

What??

Instantly I swirled and looked back through my shoulder...

My saree was all messed up at back such that I had a monkey tail lying on the floor between my legs...

"I..I don't know how to" I got tensed as I began gathering myself and the Saree while a statement made me calm "Go to the room first"

His head was bowed as I quickly rushed to the room and closed the door...

I unwrapped the whole saree and was left in a blouse and skirt...

But how do I help myself with this annoying 5 meters cloth...

He asked me to get into the room...

What does that mean??

He is going to help you

Seriously??

He is going to help me to wear a saree??

I heard some sounds outside the door

He is at the door...

I clutched the saree to my chest as fear began engulfing me

I would never allow him to touch me...

Never...

I threw the saree and was about to grab my dress from the bag but then someone entered the room and locked the door

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Dearest Readers❤

Just want to let you know that the pace of this book will be a little slow with the battle between a 20-year-old Sona's hormonal attraction and trust issues towards her 35-year-old husband who had been accused of sexual abuse by the society❤

Hope you are okay with the pace and I promise to give my best to make it a good one

And...

Who could it be at the door??

Arjun or someone else??