"Don't. He's sleeping right here." Kyra whispered in Ahaan's ears.

"He sleeps just like you. Won't even wake up due to this." He whispered back, biting down on her earlobe making her gasp.

"But didn't we already do this in the afternoon." Kyra reasoned.

"So? This is nothing for us. We can do it the whole day." Ahaan smirked at his wife.

"But it's soar." Kyra pouted.

"I'll correct it in seconds." Ahaan said, now concerned, making Kyra smile at him.

"I love you." He said, intertwining his fingers with hers and started massaging them just the way she likes.

"I love you too." She replied, placing her head on his chest while Ahaan was busy doing his magic on her.

"Who would even believe that my hands are soar because my husband plays video games with me all the time?" Kyra said mischievously.

"And who would believe that I only like to spend time with my wife and son doesn't matter what we do together." Ahaan responded, wrapping his arms around her in a comforting manner.

Kyra looked at him with raised eyebrows, showing as if she didn't believe him. In reality, she knows Ahaan doesn't leave a chance to show that she and their son are the two most important people in his life.

"Mmhm." He confirmed nodding his head with a serious expression, which, according to Kyra, makes him look even sexier.

"You look sexy." She whispered, sensually bending down on the level of his ear.

"But I can't win it with my wife. She's the sexiest." Ahaan replied with a smirk, making Kyra blush.

"Smooth as always." She breathed out, placing her forehead on his.

Inhaling her vanilla scent, Ahaan traced her collarbone with his nose, making Kyra shiver in delight. Their effect on each other would never subside.

"Look what it is!" She shouted all of a sudden.

"What?" He asked back.

"A freaking white hair on your head." She huffed, pointing at his hair.

"That's not possible, okay? And I didn't see any when I did my hair minutes ago." Ahaan pointed out.

"Oh my bad. It was light's reflection." She said dramatically, looking serious as ever.

"Sure, darling." He said with a smirk, knowing the antics of his wife.

And then a small cry was heard making Kyra panicked all of a sudden.

"I warned you he'll wake up." She said, hitting his chest.

"Wait! Don't go." He stopped her in the middle as she was about to go to her son.

"My god, you're such a bad father." She playfully hits him.

"Shh. Just wait." He again shushed her down who obliged this time.

And it was only a minute later that Reyansh's cries had subsided down, and he went back to sleeping, making Kyra release a breath of relief, and Ahaan smirked.

"Don't start with your cockiness again, okay?" Kyra deadpanned, and Ahaan let out a chuckle, capturing her in their favorite task, lovemaking.

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"Kyra!"

"Yes, Ma?" She shouted back.

"He fell." Was the response making Kyra huff.

Ahaan let out a small chuckle, still busy devouring the pancake, and in return, she gave him a pointed look, which made him shut his mouth immediately.

"I'll take each and every revenge, Mr." She whispered, bending down his level as almost everyone was present on the dining room busy with breakfast.

He gulped at the open threat, and Aradhya was busy smirking at her brother's fate. How much she loves her sister-in-law.

Mr Kapoor was lost in his own world to notice what was going on at the dining table.

"Should I check?" He asked hesitantly.

Kyra gave him a look, which screamed 'Shut-the-hell-up-before-I-make-you', and Ahaan nodded his head knowingly.

Of course, Reyansh would never get coaxed by his father as it's only Kyra who can shush him down at any point, and they both had discovered that very well by now.

As Kyra started making her way towards the kitchen, Ahaan released a breath, making Aradhya laugh.

He looked at his sister pointedly.

"Kyra bhabs-" She started calling Kyra by the nickname she'd given her, and Ahaan looked at his sister horrified.

"Don't you dare." He placed his hand on her mouth, looking at her threateningly.

"Just a minute." Kyra's voice was heard, and Aradhya smirked.

She would never miss a chance to complain about her brother to her bhabs.

A 19 months old Reyansh was lying down in a weird position, his toys scattered around the massive living room of his grandparents' mansion in Delhi. His lips were quivering, eyes glistening with tears and looking innocent as ever.

But in reality, he was naughty like anything.

"Come here, baby." She cooed, picking up her son who clutched onto her as if his life depended on it.

"Mama." He cried, burying his face in the crook of Kyra's neck, and she sighed.

"Don't cry, Rey. It's such a normal thing for you to fall. You fell even yesterday's night." She shushed him down while walking towards the kitchen.

"Hush Kyra. Don't say such things to a child." Her mother-in-law shook her head.

"But it's true. You know how naughty he is." She butted in.

"This is nothing compared to his father. You have no idea what all Ahaan used to do." Shweta Kapoor said, and this time, Kyra shook her head.

"Exactly. That's why I always say that Reyansh should've taken my genes. Everything would've been better then." She said, and her mother-in-law chuckled.

"Mama." He cried even more, and Kyra's attention went back to her son.

Reyansh could never tolerate zero attention towards him and especially his mother's.

"Shhh, stop crying." She cooed him down, who looked at her with his big doe eyes.

"I'll give you chocolate. What say?" She asked.

He nodded his head excitedly, and she pouted.

Ahaan had given both of them an equal number of chocolates, seeing that there were two children in this house, first being his son and then his wife. As always, Reyansh had eaten them in a couple of days itself while Kyra had saved for later. And now she'll have to give those to her son.

"But those are mine." She whined, regretting why she even coaxed him with chocolates.

And Reyansh again looked at her with his big doe eyes and pouted lips, which Kyra could never resist.

"Okay, fine." She grumbled, making Reyansh giggle.

"Now say I love you." She encouraged, placing him on the countertop.

"I-lll- yu." He mumbled, making Kyra grin.

"I know, I know. Everyone loves me. Nothing new." She said with an attitude.

Reyansh looked at his mother innocently, his hands still clutched onto Kyra's top in a tight grip.

"Leave me, Rey. I need to help your grandma." She said, trying to remove his grip, but in return, he only clutched tightly.

"Nuh- Mama." He mumbled adorably, and Kyra couldn't help but to grin.

Why did her son have to be this cute?

"I have an idea. Why don't you disturb your Dad?" She asked in a sweet voice.

He instantly clapped his hands, making Kyra grin.

"Oops. Looks like you're late, darling." A voice was heard.

And there, at the kitchen's doorstep, was standing Ahaan Kapoor in his full glory with a smug smile who had come to the kitchen looking for his wife.

"You h-heard it?" She stuttered.

"Mhmm." He nodded with a straight face, passing the two children in his life to the other countertop.

"Are you angry?" She again questioned, knowing how he would always ask her to stop her 'childishness' when he's busy with business.

"Uh huh." This time, he shook his head, making Kyra release a breath.

"I am mad." His voice was heard, and Kyra pouted, which was again pinched by the cute as ever Reyansh.

"Why?" She questioned, taking a glance at her husband.

"Come upstairs in the room. I'll gladly tell you everything." He said huskily, bending down on her level as he had by now made his way towards them.

"My little munchkin." Were his last words to Reyansh while ruffling his hair who giggled at his father's antics.

"I am so gone." She muttered to herself.

"Mama choc-wai-te." Reyansh's voice was heard, and she looked at him playfully.

No matter, he can not pronounce a lot of things, but a word like chocolate would come out of his mouth on its own.

"Your buzi will give you." She responded, directing towards Aradhya as Reyansh had the habit of calling her as buzi.

"Aradhya." She shouted.

"Coming bhabs." Aradhya shouted back.

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"He'll beat me?"

"Of course not."

"Probably ignore me."

"But ignoring won't be enough for him."

"Oh my god! Is he going to tickle me?" She cried to herself.

Kyra was busy pacing outside their bedroom in the corridor. Her mind was continuously wandering onto multiple possibilities about what all Ahaan would do with her as she'd again encouraged Reyansh to disturb Ahaan. And that too when Ahaan had strictly warned her about the same as he knew very well that the mastermind behind Reyansh's antics was Kyra only.

"Shit, someone is coming." She muttered as she heard some footsteps and instantly got inside the room, swinging the door open in process.

What she didn't realize was that her husband was sitting on the armchair, busy on an important international call who now had his gaze on his wife.

He gestured for her to come towards him, still busy talking on his phone with the person on the other end, and she gulped immediately.

In return, he looked at her with a look that made Kyra run towards him in a flash.

'Why is he looking so sexy while talking on the phone?' Was the thought running in her mind.

As always, she made herself comfortable by sitting on Ahaan's lap, legs between his thighs, and head placed on his hard chest.

And he didn't waste any other second to wrap his free arm around his wife while the other one was busy with his phone.

Placing a chaste kiss on her forehead, his attention was back to the phone call while his shirt buttons had gained the attention of Kyra.

By now, she'd opened every button of his shirt in the most sensual way, and the whole time, Ahaan was looking at her with raised eyebrows. He had no idea what his wife had in her mind.

"Ky-" He breathed out, making a safe distance from the phone.

"Shh." She mumbled, placing her forefinger on his lips, which sealed his mouth.

She had so much effect on Ahaan and vice versa no matter it has been almost 3 years to their marriage.

And then her hands removed the shirt from his left shoulder, revealing the tattoo he'd gotten made, just about his heart. It was carved in absolute perfection.

KAK

Kyra Ahaan Kapoor.

The sight and sound of the name itself creates wonders in her body.

Her fingers were tracing the carved black ink on the area just above his heart. There wasn't a day she would forget to have a look at this.

As she placed a lingering kiss on the same, she felt him shiver slightly, making her grin.

Her eyes found his dark orbs again, and there he was, busy looking at his wife with such an intense gaze. His eyes darkened at her actions, but she could feel the care, love, affection, and longing he had just for her.

And then suddenly, her breathing labored.

Ahaan understood what it was about. This wasn't the first time a thing like this happened. Kyra would, from time to time, get these minor flashlights of the night when everything happened with her. But, what changed was that it would just be snippets, not the whole thing.

Maybe this was the magic of time or the changes in her life, but she had braced herself for such kind of situations.

Placing her head in the crook of his neck, she snuggled more into him while closing her eyes for the outer world. It was to seek the warmth she got from him. In between Ahaan had ended his call for the most important thing in his life.

To comfort Kyra.

"Relax, Ky." He whispered in her ears, caressing her back in the softer of manner.

"I love you, baby." He continued in the most gentle tone one could hear from his side.

Minutes later, Kyra's breathing felt normal, but his hands didn't stop caressing her hair and back, and his kisses on her head from time to time didn't subside.

"I love you, Ahaan." He heard her say, and it was one of the very few things that made a big smile appear on his face.

"I love you the most, Ky. Only you." He responded.

"I am sorry." She continued.

"Ky, we've talked about this numerous times. There's nothing to feel weird -" He started only to be cut off by her.

"Not because of that." She said, making Ahaan release a breakfast of relief.

"Then?" He questioned in a deep voice.

"Because I again encouraged Rey for someone he shouldn't do." She replied, pulling out her bottom lip.

And his response was a throaty chuckle.

"I was kidding, baby. I can never be mad at you in the context of such a small thing. You're the best mother for Rey and the best wife for me." He said with a wink at the end.

"So you were joking? You're not mad?" She again asked just for confirmation.

"No." He replied, making her look at him.

His eyes were fixated on hers, holding the love and warmth he had for the two most important people in his life.

His wife and son.

"Don't go." She mumbled after some time, placing her head on his chest.

"But we have to meet Dhruv and Sarah in the evening, right? That's why I decided to go to the office before that." He said gently.

"I know. But why do you have to go to the office even when we come to Delhi?" She grumbled in annoyance as she hated the fact that Ahaan is a workaholic.

"I won't go today then." His voice was heard, and she smiled.

"What if it's important for you to go?" She questioned her doubt.

"It's not." He lied smoothly.

In fact, he had a couple of important meetings lined up before they'd to go for meeting everyone this evening.

"Then we'll go for the movie I was telling you about." She said, her excitement visible to Ahaan very well.

"If that's what my wife wants." He said, making a big grin appear on Kyra's cheeks as even this time, he couldn't deny his wife's wishes like always.

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"Shut up! Shut the hell up, you idiot." Kyra huffed at her brother.

"Aww, sissy. You wound me." Dhruv said, placing a hand on his heart dramatically.

"I can't believe you're a father of a 2 year old." She said, looking at her niece adorably, who was in her mother's arms.

"And I can't believe you've turned so fat." He shot back, pointing at her figure.

Kyra, who had always been someone on the petite side of sizes, was definitely changed because of pregnancy. She was way more mature looking wise.

"I am not." She grumbled, hitting his chest.

"And it's a big lie." He said, pulling her cheeks.

But before he was able to use his force, which he always used on his sister, a small hand came in contact with his big one.

"Hmmph- Mama." It was none other than Reyansh sitting on Kyra's lap who couldn't bear the sight of his mother getting tortured by her brother, who is also his uncle, Dhruv Mamu.

"Wow! You've given him amazing training, Kyra. He's not even 2 and looks at his antics. I am sure his behavior is just like Ahaan's. I can feel it, I am telling you." Dhruv said, looking at his nephew with a smirk.

"Training is going amazing as ever. And I can not agree more on the fact that his behavior is just like Ahaan's." She replied, kissing her son's chubby cheeks who enjoyed every moment of it.

"How is life going?" Dhruv whispered in his sister's ears.

Kyra, Ahaan, Dhruv, and Sarah were having a get-together in one of the resorts in Delhi. And, of course, their children accompanied them as they were basically the most important part of their lives.

"I am happy." She whispered back, knowing her brother's concern, although he tried his best not to show it. But deep down, all the teasing, bickers, and torture is cover up for his love and concern he has for his sister, which could never fade no matter how old they grow.

His sister is happy. There's nothing more pleasing for him than these four words to hear.

Her happiness, because of which he had to accept to reunite Kyra and Ahaan.

"Dadda." And once Reyansh had said this, Ahaan's head snapped towards his son where he was busy playing with Inaaya.

Inaaya basically loves her Uncle Ahaan, and of course, Ahaan had this special place for her as she is the one who gave Ahaan the pleasure of being an uncle for the first time.

"Yes, bud." He replied, making Kyra look at him pointedly.

Who calls his son bud? Well, Ahaan Kapoor.

"Mama." He said, pointing to Kyra and then moving his hand towards Dhruv.

Sarah couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at Reyansh's antics.

This toddler was basically complaining about his uncle, who was teasing his mother, which he couldn't bear the sight of.

"Stop it, Rey." She grumbled at her son.

"Yeah, stop it, bud." Dhruv nodded, making emphasis on the word 'bud', looking at Ahaan with a mischievous smirk.

In response, Ahaan only threw the empty bottle at him, who easily caught it in his hands.

And this was the beginning of a fight between two children here. Not Reyansh and Inaaya because they were the sweetest with each other. It was none other than Ahaan and Dhruv who were busy throwing things at each others accompanying with extreme profanities

"I can't believe they are the father of cute little children." Sarah shook her head, looking at the two who had ran off in a random direction chasing each other like anything.

"Rey." Inaaya's soft voice could be heard where she had her hands forwarded in her cousin's direction.

And Reyansh immediately made his way to his Aunt, Sarah, who had Inaaya, his only yet favorite cousin in her arms.

"Aww, they're so adorable. I can't believe we are mothers of these two." Kyra said, looking dreamily at the cousin duo.

"Right bitch. Even I can't." Sarah nodded, placing her head on her best friend's shoulder.

"My gosh, I missed the word bitch coming out of your mouth so much, Sarah. I should just record it." Kyra said dramatically.

"Stop it." Sarah replied, slapping Kyra's shoulders at her teasing who chuckled.

"Have I really gotten fat?" Kyra pouted.

"You know how Dhruv is. Everybody gains weight after pregnancy, but to be honest, you don't look much different." Sarah responded, looking at her.

"Did he say this to you as well?" Kyra asked.

Sarah hummed with a known look.

"I hope you'd beat him right there. Because I would've killed Ahaan." Kyra stated.

"Yeah. I gave him a good beating. He even slept in another room for two weeks." Sarah responded casually.

"Thank god. Ahaan has realized not to speak such things." Kyra said.

"Well, isn't he the perfect husband for you." Sarah questioned or more like declared.

"No doubt." She replied without any hesitation.

"And you love him?" Sarah questioned hesitantly.

"Didn't you discover that by now? I more than love him." Kyra replied, her voice displaying the level of intensity.

"But -" Sarah started only to be cut off by Kyra.

"Who doesn't make mistakes, Sarah? Nobody is perfect. No doubt he did the biggest of those, but he repented them very well. You know what, I know that I am being selfish." Kyra said.

"Selfish? I don't understand." Sarah frowned.

"I am selfish to accept Ahaan and love him again no matter he left me alone in the past. But the only reason I did it was because it didn't take me long to understand that he is the only reason for my happiness. He gave me happiness, and I became selfish to keep him with me as I only crave happiness in my life. Nothing else matters to me." She ended with a big smile.

"Oh, then I am proud of you that you're being selfish." Sarah said.

"Right, no? And it's all because of Dhruv. I am happy again. He did everything to support me years ago, and even now. His constant support and encouragement made always kept me going forward in my life." She said, looking at her brother and husband, who were busy away from them, and even an idiot could see the level of their friendship by their behavior towards each other.

"I know. He's like the perfect brother." Sarah said with a known smile.

"And a perfect husband for you as well. I can clearly see the love he has for you. He basically adores you." Kyra said, smirking, deep down proud of her brother that he's keeping her best friend happy.

"Look, Kyra. That guy is so handsome." Sarah dreamily said all of a sudden, pointing at the sight few feet away from them.

"The one beside him is more handsome." Kyra said, looking at the group of boys with a pink tint covering her cheeks.

"No, all of them are so dashing." Sarah nodded, still lost in her imagination.

"But we're married and mothers as well. How can we approach them?" Kyra pouted.

"We don't look like mothers at all. Let's just get one each for both of us." Sarah responded, and Kyra immediately nodded her head.

And there stood Ahaan and Dhruv, with eyes wide opened looking at them with anger. Possessive mode on.

"You idiots, don't you dare do that." Dhruv's voice broke their dreams.

"You better don't even think about that." Ahaan butted in with a hard look.

"Why? We want some fun." Kyra huffed.

"Oh, I'll gladly give you some." Ahaan crossed his arms, making Kyra blush profusely.

And then small yet soothing giggles were heard making the banter of four stops, and all of them looked at the source of laughter.

The cute as ever Inaaya was busy giggling at her cousin, who was kissing her chubby cheeks while hugging each other.

"Aww. I am gonna die one day. They're so adorable." Kyra cooed at the cousins duo.

"I can not agree more bitch." Sarah nodded her head, looking at them with the softest expression.

"Sarah." Dhruv said in a stern voice.

"What?" She grumbled at him, who disturbed her as she was busy watching the perfect sight.

"You're swearing in front of her. Again." Dhruv responded with a known look, and Sarah smiled sheepishly.

"Sorry. I forgot." She pouted.

"Yeah. You forget every time. Nothing new." Dhruv waved it off.

"Shut up, oldie. Why do you have every problem of the world? Ahaan didn't say anything to Kyra regarding this matter." Sarah huffed.

"Oldie." Ahaan repeated laughing at the same time, and Kyra laughed at her brother as well.

"What's so funny?" Dhruv glared at the husband-wife duo.

Ahaan just shook his head, but his laugh still didn't subside.

"I had my classes regarding this matter. I have already forgotten each profanity I knew till two years back." Kyra said, looking at Ahaan with a known look.

"Ahaan, I want you to give those classes to Sarah as well." Dhruv butted in with a firm voice.

"What? Are you insane Dhruv?" Sarah shook her head in disbelief.

"I'll be glad." Ahaan said, shrugging.

"Yes. You should take those classes, and it won't take you long to hate him." Kyra said with a mischievous smile.

"Hate me? Please. You'll be glad that I made you forget those. And tell me, Dhruv and Sarah, what do you think Reyansh's first word was?" Ahaan turned towards the other couple's direction.

"I am damn sure he spoke shut. Because that's what Kyra speaks the whole time." Dhruv said, making Kyra burning holes at the back of his head.

"And here you're wrong. His first word was 'shit'." Ahaan ended up looking at Kyra.

And Dhruv and Sarah burst out laughing hearing this.

"What's funny? Do you even know how it feels when your child says shit as his first word?" Ahaan hissed.

"And all thanks to this best friend's duo." Dhruv responded, pointing at Kyra and Sarah.

"Absolutely right." Ahaan nodded his head, agreeing with Dhruv.

"You invited your death over, dear husbands." Kyra started ending with Sarah while the men gulped.

"Uhh- b-babe-" Dhruv stuttered, but one look from Sarah made him shut his mouth immediately.

"K-Ky-" Ahaan couldn't even complete his first word when someone had pinched him hard, making him shriek.

And then the men did the only thing that could save them at this point.

They ran.

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Old Note (sobbing with the memories):

And man, 'Beloveds Espousal' is #1 in India out of 26.8K stories. Shit, this is such a great achievement for me.

I am literally crying as this was the last time I wrote about these two.🥺🥺 Yep, it's the final bye from this story.

Love,
Myra❤