After he finished feeding me, he put the spoon back in the plate. However, he did not release me. He was staring deeply at my chest. What a perv! But since he is lost in my chest, why not seize this opportunity?

I immediately got up from his lap. "Can you please leave now?" I pleaded, folding my hands in front of him. "Look, I am fed now and you don't have to worry about me anymore."

"Answer this question. Where did you get that shirt from?" Karan asks, furrowing his eyebrows.

My eyes widened at his question. Does he remember that this was his shirt? But come on? He had a million shirts though. "U-u-um... It's Dave's... My boyfriend." I hesitantly said, avoiding eye contact.

He got up and stood in front of me. "Try again. I know that you're lying," Karan said cocking an eyebrow at me while folding his arms.

"What makes you say that? " I asked, folding my arms as well. I have to show that I am not intimidated by him.

"Because babe, on top of the breast pocket, has the company's logo and I'm the company's investor. And the letter J that is engraved on the breast pocket stands for Jaitly and no other t-shirts have letters on the breast pockets except for the ones specifically designed for me," Karan smirked, gently outlining the letter J on the left breast pocket with his index finger.

Oh man, he's touching my breast. Again, fuck my life. Why is he trying to get so intimate with me? And it's just a shirt. What's the big deal? "You know what fine. This is your shirt. Before I left for Canada, I stole a whole bunch of your shirts," I said in annoyance.

"Now was that so hard to speak the truth?" Karan chuckled. "It's hot in here, right?" He said as he swiftly took off his shirt and laid down on the bed. 

"Why did you take off your shirt?" I asked confused. Like seriously, do I need to constantly remind him that I'm going to be his ex-wife soon. But honestly... daaamnnnnn. His body though! He has become sexier with age. The perfect 8 packs and the v line has become even more visible! His biceps... my gosh! Ughhhh! "Put your shirt back on, please." I blurted out. If he doesn't, then I'm going to drool over him even more.

"Why? Am I that irresistible? Come on, I'm your husband babe," he smirked as he began to tease me. "Or is my sexiness too much for you to handle?"

"Yeah okay? We all know who the sexy one is and it's me. And hence, that's why you took your shirt off so that you can seduce me," I responded back.

"Oh please. Since, when are you sexy? Have you looked at Snehal? That's what you call sexy," he retaliated. "And why would I seduce you? Like I said you're not even close to sexy," he said while making a disgusted, eww face at me

Oh, he did not just compare me to Snehal! My blood began to boil. I could feel the veins throbbing on the side of my head. "Oh yeah?! Then why were you fucking checking out my boobs in the elevator?! And how come you forcefully kissed me as you carried me down to the dining area?! And let's not forget! You fed me with your own fucking hands while making me sit on your lap!" I roared angrily at him. 

He started to walk dangerously close to me. "Uhh, let's see. It looks like you got breast implants and hence, that's why I asked. I kissed you because uhh... your voice gives me a headache. And I fed you with my own hands because I didn't want you to die due to starvation. I had to somehow shove food down your throat so that I will not responsible for your death. I don't care how you die, I just don't want anything to do with it!" He yelled with anger present in his eyes. Why is he so mad?! I was simply stating the facts. In fact, I'm the one who's supposed to be mad, not him. 

I stepped back a little from him as I tried to process what he just said. Tears began to sting my eyes. I took a deep breath in and let it out. "Thanks for the reminder... Considering the fact that I was the one who would starve to death every year on Karva Chauth (a Hindu festival) just so that you would have a long life," I whispered.

"Fuck," Karan whispered, looking at the ceiling as he shook his head. "Look, I didn't mean what I said..." he tried to explain.

"It's fine. It doesn't matter anymore," I said wiping away the tears that had stained my face.

"Bella..." Karan tried to speak. Oh, so we are now back to Bella?

"Look, I'm super tired. It's been an extremely long day," I stated, turning away from him. I've cried enough today. I don't need to cry anymore.

"I'm sorry," He whispered. He can apologize all he wants but it's not going to erase the damage that he has done.

I went on top of the bed and laid down, making my back face Karan's direction.

"Can you at least listen to me?" He asked. I ignored his request. 

He came in front of me and knelt down beside the bed. "You still need to take your medicine. I'll be right back, don't fall asleep," He said and left the room. Thank goodness. I get off from the bed and turned the lights off. I plopped down on my bed again and closed my eyes. Sadly, there was no duvet on the bed and I didn't bother looking for one. It's whatever at this point, I just really want to get some sleep. 

I woke up to bright lights streaming into my eyes, I groaned out loud and tried to turn my body but I wasn't able to move, it felt like as if my body was trapped by a huge weight that was residing over my legs and belly. "What the hell?" I whispered. I was covered in a duvet as well. I pushed the duvet off of my body to see what it was and my eyes landed on a muscular arm that was wrapped around my belly.  I followed the arm and my eyes flew open as I let out a low shriek. My heart crashed loudly in my chest as I took in Karan's sleeping form, his chest rising heavily as he breathed. My head was resting on his arm and he seemed so peaceful as he slept. His hair fell messily onto his forehead and honestly speaking, he looked so adorable. The duvet covered him from his waist down and he was still shirtless. Our legs were tangled and he leaned against me heavily. 

I attempted to lift up his bulky arm from my body but to no avail. "What exactly does this idiot eat to get such an immense amount of strength even while he's sleeping?" I whispered as I continued to struggle to get his arm off of me. I looked at his calm face and narrowed my eyes. My, my this idiot is actually awake. I can see that his eyes are visibly moving underneath the eyelids. 

"What big mistake you have done by sleeping in the same bed as me, Mr. Jaitly," I said and noticed that he scrunched his eyebrows a little at my comment. I trailed my fingers on his neck and started to tickle him. He twitched his eyes a bit but as I continued to tickle him, he scrunched his shoulders as he flashed a smile and slowly opened his eyes. "Rise and shine," I said while I still tickled him. 

"Babe! Stop!" Karan rumbled groggily, grabbing my hand that I was tickling him with and closed his eyes. Oh man, his morning voice is still sexy. Hearing his deep, raspy voice the first thing in the morning made my heart do a million somersaults. Ugh, I wish that he hadn't ruined our relationship.

"Karan," I whispered. I need to release my hand now from him. He didn't respond. I turned over to his side and tried again. "Karan?" 

"Mm," he rumbled. "I think you've mistaken me for Snehal. You're holding my hand tightly...and I kinda need it back," I stated, trying to release my hand from his grip. 

He opened his eyes again. He brought his lips closer to my nose and pecked it gently. "Your breath stinks," he said, interlocking our fingers. My heartbeat accelerated. It felt as if my heart was going to pop out of my ribcage.

Is he even fully awake? I hope he knows that I am not Snehal. What is up with him? "Like yours doesn't?" I scoffed at him, turning my body to the other side. 

He drapes his arm around my body again and pulls me closer to him, causing my ass to touch his groin. "You're still like a mini air conditioner," He said, throwing his leg over my body. "Your body is still too cold to touch." My core twisted and tightened due to this. My body has always yearned for his touches. But I can't do this. 

"Okay? But guess what? You're marrying my cousin soon. With whom, you have a daughter with," I tried to remind him again. 

"You have a boyfriend. We're even," He responded pulling me close to his body. "Shraddha, can I please enjoy this in peace?" He asked annoyed. 

Although my head was on top of his arm, he was still able to bring his arm towards my head and massaged it a bit. I don't know if I should even protest anymore. 

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Hello, my lovelies! I am sorry that I am a few weeks late with this update. I have resumed my studies two weeks ago. I wish I was still on vacation!

I hope you all have enjoyed this update! And if you have please comment and vote and share!! 

So how'd you guys like the little moments between Karan and Shraddha? 

Should Shraddha let Karan get close to her?