{Note:The later chapter has some 18+ content}

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Yashvi frowned when she realized Advik was driving towards the family farmhouse and stated, "I don't have any clothes."

She shot him a glare and pinched his bicep, making him wince. "Ouch! What are you doing? I'm driving," he protested.

She responded by pinching him again, and he winced even more, exclaiming, "Yaar!"

He looked at his wife, who gave him a sidelong glance. "Ladkiyon ke paas kapde hote bhi nahi," he muttered to himself, but she overheard and shot him another sidelong glance. (Girls don't have any clothes.)

He gently reassured her, saying, "I've already asked Adya to pack your clothes. We'll return tomorrow evening, love." He spoke softly, holding her hand and placing it on the gear lever.

Yashvi questioned him, "You had this planned all along, didn't you?" She lowered the car window, letting the gentle wind play with her as they left the main city. She closed her eyes, savoring the freshness in the air.

Advik smiled and explained, "Not really. I actually didn't have time today, so I thought of taking you out on a date in the evening. But then, yesterday, I realized how my work schedule was affecting our time together, so I asked Aman to free up two days. And I wanted my wife all to myself." He spoke while smiling, giving her palms a peck.

Yashvi gazed at him, her hands yearning to pull him closer and kiss his plump lips at that very moment. He had never failed to make her feel special.

"Aap itne acche kyu hain?" She couldn't help but ask as her grip on his hands tightened. He looked at her, giving her a heartwarming smile, his eyes brimming with love for her. (Why are you so good?)

"Aapke liye jo bana hoon. Accha toh hona hi tha," he replied, locking eyes with her. However, he noticed someone and stopped the car. (I am made for you. I needed to be good.)

He quickly ran toward a man selling murmure and bought three servings, requesting extra spiciness for two of them. After paying the man with a hundred-rupee note, he collected the change and crossed the road to return to her.

He gave her two servings, which made her chuckle. She absolutely loved spicy food, and Jhalmuri was one of her most favorite snacks.

"It is so delicious. Thank you so much, Advik," she moaned as soon as she took a bite, making him smile as he stood beside her. She had come outside and was standing by the car, slightly leaning onto it.

"You know I've always loved Jhalmuri. I literally used to travel three kilometers extra to have Jhalmuri during my school days. Food has always been my biggest weakness," she said with a small laugh. He smiled, looking at her as he enjoyed his own serving.

"You find happiness in little things," he said, looking at her as he gently pushed her hair behind her ear with his free hand. She looked at him, her brown eyes meeting his black ones.

"You are the one doing these little things for me. How can I not be happy?" she said and took another spoonful of Jhalmuri. He chuckled, nodding in agreement. He knew that even if he had nothing one day, this woman would be beside him, standing by his side.

It didn't matter to her that he was the best businessman, heir of a multinational conglomerate, good-looking, and rich. All she cared about was him as a person and her life partner.

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Yashvi looked around the four-floor building surrounded by lush greenery and then glanced back as she saw another car pulling up. She looked at her husband with a question in her eyes as he drove the car inside the large building.

"Those are the guards. Papa must have sent them," Advik explained as he looked at her. She nodded, and once they got out of the car, he tossed the key to his bodyguard, instructing him to bring their things inside. He took her hand and began leading her inside.

"This house was a gift to Mumma from Papa. Trust me when I say my father is a modern-day Romeo," he said with a chuckle as he helped her up the stairs. She smiled, thinking about her mother-in-law and father-in-law.

"Mumma and Papa had a love marriage, and my mother's family wasn't really happy about it. Still, her parents accepted it for her sake," he explained, recalling how it took years for his parents to bridge the gap between them and his maternal family.

"Maa is surely a very strong lady," she said, thinking about the love and understanding Aakash and Sandhya had for each other.

"Wait here," Advik said, taking the grocery bag from the bodyguard and placing their trolley bag inside. She looked around, about to enter, when she heard him call her name urgently.

"Don't enter," he shouted from inside, making her frown as she withdrew her foot.

A few minutes later, he returned with a glass filled with rice and some vermilion.

"What are you doing?" she asked with a frown but then realized his intent. He was welcoming her to this home his parents had created with their love.

"Kick it and then enter," he instructed, which made her chuckle. She nodded and, with a smile, kicked the glass of rice, then applied a bit of vermilion between her hair's parting.

"Welcome to Love Palace," he said in a deep voice, playfully imitating a hotel manager, which made her laugh as she entered, holding his hand.

"It's so beautiful," she commented, looking around. The house had a spacious living room, an open kitchen, a bedroom, and a set of stairs leading upstairs.

"My room is upstairs. Let me show you," Advik said, holding the bag and heading upstairs. He opened a brown door, revealing a room. The room was very minimalistic in design, with shades of black and grey. It featured patio doors that led to an open balcony, a bathroom, and a wardrobe with a mirror. A comfortable black mattress lay in the center, giving the room a classy and cozy feel.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Advik asked, opening the sliding door of the wardrobe to store their belongings.

"I had irritated Janki a lot to design it according to my preferences," he added, and as soon as Yashvi heard that name, her smile disappeared.

Janki was the cousin sister of Kabir, Advik's best friend, who worked as an interior designer under the Mehrotras. Yashvi had met her once at reception party and from then, she had developed a consistent dislike for her. Evidently, Janki had a strong liking for Advik, something quite apparent to Yashvi, but her husband seemed oblivious to it.

"What's the matter? Are you hungry?" Advik asked, noticing a frown on her forehead and gently touched it, trying to ease her.

"No, I'll just change my clothes. These are uncomfortable," she replied with a light smile.

"Alright. I'll ask the guard to fetch some fruits. There's a large farm nearby, so I didn't buy fruits and vegetables from supermarket," he explained before heading outside, leaving Yashvi with a forced smile.

She sighed, rubbed her face, and drew the curtains closed, switched on the lights and the fan. The climate was neither hot nor cold; it was just perfect. Opening her saree, she threw it on the bed, leaving herself in her blouse and underskirt. She then took out her trolley bag and her eyes widened as she looked at the clothes inside. She quickly realized the trick her sister-in-law had pulled on her. Adya had even put in a sexy piece of lingerie that left nothing to the imagination. Yashvi rolled her eyes, but her face turned warm as she imagined being that close to her husband. She patted her cheeks, shaking her head to banish the images forming in her mind. 

Advik had never really seen her in such clothes before, if one doesn't count the shorts she wore at night. She gulped and then pulled out a long brown skirt with a slit from the upper thigh, a spaghetti strap grey crop top, underpants, and hiding the lingerie beneath her clothes as Advik had his clothes in the same bag.

She tried to open the laces at the back of her blouse, but a knot had formed that was hard to undo. She huffed angrily, feeling her arms ache. She took a deep breath before walking towards the door and calling out his name.

"What happe..." Advik stopped in his tracks as soon as his eyes fell on his wife who was struggling with the laces of her blouse. He struggled to catch his breath as he took in her full form. She had her waist and stomach exposed to him, as the blouse had a deep neckline, revealing her cleavage.

"Why are you standing like that?" he asked, gulping slightly as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"Help me, please." She murmured, still trying to open the lace as he nodded walking towards her and holding her wrists, stopping her struggle. He looked at her through the mirror, his eyes locking with her as he gently pushed her hands away, taking the lead.

His fingers touched her back, making her breathe heavily as she clutched the underskirt tightly, closing her eyes. He looked at her and smiled, appreciating the effect he had on her.

"Can I do it with my teeth? The knot is tight," He asked, looking at the knot and trying to open it with his fingers. She hummed in response as a whole garden of butterflies started dancing in her stomach feeling his hot breath on her back.

He tried loosening the knot with his teeth as his lips touched her back for a moment, making her eyes shoot open. He gulped, licking his lips with his tongue and again tried it, and thankfully was successful. However, his control snapped as he gently left a few butterfly kisses on her back, making her moan his name. 

His eyes shot open, and he quickly opened her lace. Afterward, he took three steps back. She opened her eyes, hurt shining in them as she looked away. He cursed himself inwardly, seeing her dejected expression.

He tenderly turned her towards him and cupped her cheeks, locking his eyes with hers as he grazed her chubby cheeks lightly. He kept his lips onto her, taking her in a soft kiss as he straightened her hair with his fingers. She clutched onto his biceps tightly, responding to the kiss in equal fervor.

Breaking the kiss, he took in her form again, his eyes darkening looking at the innocence her eyes held. There was a tenderness with the way he looked at her which turned into something more as he snaked his hands around her waist, lifting her up a little. To stabilize herself, she threw her arms around his neck. He waited for her to initiate the kiss and as soon as she kept her lips onto his, his took her in a hungry kiss and walked back stumbling, settling himself on the bed. Her hand held him tightly on his back.

He kissed her deeply, his hands getting bold as they roamed all over her back. The kiss was deep, desperate and passionate. 

He broke the kiss, breathing heavily as he looked at her with hazy eyes. She felt her core turn wet at the way he looked at her. She swallowed, her body turning hot as she withdrew her hand, opening the three buttons of his polo t-shirt clumsily and fumbling all the way. He ran his finger over her waist, tracing a scar she had due to the surgery she had back in her teenage. He pushed his face down, licking over her neck making her gulp. He bit her harshly and then licked it making her throw her head back, moaning his name.

"Touch me. Please," She pleaded as she felt his hard on against her thighs. All the shyness she felt was thrown away as she felt wriggled a little, letting their core brush. He moaned loudly, turning on the bed and took her under him.

"You are my queen, love. I am at your service," He said, and got up, getting rid of his t-shirt. He looked at her with desire filled eyes as he gently pecked her forehead. He looked into her eyes before opening another knot of blouse which was from the front as he licked her waist, biting and soothing it afterwards. She moaned loudly, pushing his face more into her as he made his way upwards. He held her hips, stopping her from wriggling as he gave a long lick to her cleavage, his eyes looking at his woman, moaning his name underneath him. He left a few bite over her collar bones, just above the three moles she had and smirked lightly. 

His hand went behind, opening the chain of her blouse as he held the sleeve with his teeth, sliding it painfully slow making her curse.

"Madam, good girls doesn't curse," He said with a smirk and winked at her making her widen her eyes as she pushed him away.

"Never said I was a good girl," She murmured darkly, her hands tracing his well defined body taking the lead as she started tracing her lips over his chest while biting and nibbling. 

She cupped his cheeks roughly, kissing him hard as she settled just above his manhood making him groan and curse out loud.

"Don't play with me, Yashvi." He said darkly, his hand holding her ankles as he tried pulling her up but she refused and leaned, tracing her long nails over his midriff and took his nipple in her mouth. He closed his eyes tightly, feeling the foreign sensation hit him. 

Not being able to control anymore, he swapped their position and looked into her eyes which had darkened. He pressed his lower body against her as he kissed over her navel, licking it slightly. She held his gaze, her hands clutching the bedsheet tightly.

"Can I touch you here?" He asked, tracing her blouse cladded breasts lightly and she hesitantly looked at him and then her chest. Her breasts had always made her feel insecure of her body as they were heavy and extremely soft.

"Remember, you are the one for me, no matter what. If you don't want me to, I won't touch you," He said with smile, his breathing heavy, his messy hair falling over his forehead. She smiled nodding her head, asking him to continue.

He quickly discarded her blouse and then looked at the brown bra before looking at her. She snapped open the bra and threw it away before pushing his face onto her perked up nipples. She screams loudly when he flicked his tongue over her bud and his left hand kneaded the other breast, pinching her bud between his thumb and index finger.

She scratched his back, throwing her head as she felt her body on fire. His other hand was on her abdomen, holding her firmly underneath him. 

"Ring Ring." 

"Ring Ring."

"Ring Ring."

"Someone is at the door," she said pushing him away slightly and taking deep breaths. Her breasts were red, sore and sensitive, her face flushed, love bites all around her neck, cleavage and waist. She looked well spent. 

"huh!!" He murmured, his mind hand hazy as he hid his face in her chest, breathing heavily.

"Someone is ringing the bell, Advik."She spoke loudly pushing his head away as he took in her naked form making her blush profusely. She took the comforter, quickly covering her up.

"I will see." He spoke standing up and cursed, feeling his hard on against his pants. Yashvi too saw it and looked away, wanting to hide herself away. He adjusted his pants and wore his sleepers walking away.

"Wait," Yashvi screamed, throwing his t-shirt on his face before looking away, hiding her face in the comforter. 

He wore his t-shirt quickly, his eyes scanning the love bites as a shy smile formed on his face. Giving her hiding form a quick glance, he pushes his hands through his hair, rubbed his face and left the room.

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Advik opened the door and saw his bodyguard, whom he had sent to buy fruits and vegetables, standing with a grocery bag and a poker face. After seeing Advik, he awkwardly handed him the grocery bag and went away.

Advik sighed, debating whether to go into the room or not. After pondering for a moment, he decided not to give her time to overthink. He immediately headed for his room.

Upon entering the room, he found it empty. After a while, Yashvi emerged, dressed in a brown slit skirt, a crop top, and her hair flowing freely. He smiled, taking in her appearance, noticing the love bites scattered across her neck and collarbones.

"It was the most beautiful feeling to be so close to you, love," he spoke, gently cupping her cheeks and kissing her forehead. She smiled, hugging him tightly as her heart pounded heavily.

"You are the only woman I have ever desired. Never be insecure about yourself. Being close to you, feeling close to you, is the only thing I desire. Don't let your mind ever think otherwise," he gently whispered, his chin resting on her head as he smiled. He had seen the doubts in her eyes when he pulled back, even though he had already explained his reason for not consummating their marriage. Therefore, he wanted to reassure her and alleviate any insecurities.

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I am hiding my face. It was tough to write it and I had to step out of my comfort zone. Was it fine? 

A man like Advik and woman like Yashvi>>>>

Thankyou<3