Her Second-Hand Husband! novel Chapter 39

Arjun’s PoV

I couldn't stop myself from feeling her under my fingers. She is so pretty and curvy. I turned to her in the middle of the night and hugged her close to me. She fits perfectly in my hand and I felt content when she scooted into my chest in her sleep. It felt so natural the way she sought comfort in me.

In the morning, I woke up with the sounds of shuffling in the wardrobe. When I woke up, I saw her getting ready to do her Yoga. She was a cute bundle of surprise. I never thought of her to be an early morning person or a Yoga person. I watched her do her poses for straight forty five minutes and when she finished, I pretended to sleep.

I saw her in trance when she came out after bathing. Her literally calling eyes were making me hard in my pants and I hate that her talks are a perfect mood-off. Her peach color saree that looks like her second skin is completely sexy. Her messy bun with free strands of hair on her face that drips water, her boozy eyes, her perfectly carved hourglass figure, her wet lips, everything was making me go crazy for her. I don't understand this pull towards her. Though I wanted to make love to Anamika, I was patient enough to stay away from her and eventually that feeling of sexual drive faded away on her. But with Anika, this feeling is like a forest fire that cannot be put off.

“Good morning, Anika.” I told her to divert my mind. I have to go to the office today and looking at her like this will never end well.

“Good morning, Arjun. Sorry, did I take up too much time?” She asked me, getting back to earth. She sure has the same desire as I do and I can't wait anymore.

“No, It is just 7AM. I have to be ready by 9, so I still have time. Don't worry.” I told her and went to her. I could not stop myself from touching her.

“Are you not going to move from the door?” I asked, tugging a loose strand of hair behind her ears. I loved the way she reacted to my touch. She yearns for it. She closed her eyes and leaned in to me and I remembered the day when she stood like a statue with her eyes closed when I touched her chin to look at her cheek. Her lips were so inviting but she was fresh and I was dirty.

“I have to refresh, Anika.” I told her, diverting my dirty mind from her.

“Uh, Sorry.” She said disappointed and made way for me. I hate to burst that mood but I have work and this is not the right time.

When I went to the gym she followed me there. It was hard for me to avoid her. I told her to use the garden for her yoga and she looked at me with her lips open. I resisted myself from grabbing her lips with mine. She is a little girl and she cannot handle my force.

When I told her to do more planks to get rid of her cute belly she covered her belly with the saree. That was so cute that I yanked her to me with my hands on her waist. God, that was so soft and I refuse to let go of it anytime soon.

“Huh!” She landed on my chest with her face. I squeezed her waist hard as she dug her fingers in my chest. I love that pain that she inflicts on me.

“Now, go and get me a coffee. I will be out in half an hour.” I told her, making her look up at me. She lifted herself on her tippy toes and pecked me on my lips.

That was my breaking point. I lifted her up by her waist and sat her on the bench press all the while kissing her hard on her lips. I started exploring her mouth and she struggled to match my speed. Oh her mouth tasted as sweet as honey and her addicting soft lips are the one that I die for. She grabbed my nape and fisted my hair. I pushed her down on the bench while grabbing her thighs. When I felt that she was struggling for breath, I left her lips and looked her in the eye for her permission to move on.

She was a moaning mess and her saree was almost off of her revealing her treasures. Her ups and downs are making me go wild. She looked back in the eye and I waited no longer to free her saree from her. I dipped down in her neck drizzling wet kisses down to the middle of her bosoms. Her mounds were so tempting that I stayed in the middle of her bosoms smooching and giving love bites. Her moans were the sexiest thing I have ever heard and she was wiggling beneath me. I grabbed her bosom to make her stay put but she jolted and knocked off the weights that fell on my foot.

“Argh, shit!” I retreated from her in pain and she did that again. Spoiled it!

I made her go downstairs for my coffee and got ready for my office. Though disappointed, I made sure to take her completely for myself tonight. When she came with coffee, I told her the same and she yet again spoke so boldly to me. She is not afraid of me and she is waiting for me to take her. She sure loves me and I am lucky to have her.

Savithri came in with my black coffee when I was telling Anika that I don't drink milk coffee. Anika has started her amature behavior on the very first day? I can't handle her tongue. It is ok if it bothers me for I enjoy it rather than getting hurt or temper but I can't allow her to do this to people in this home. I warned her to control her shrewd talking and went to the office. I must teach her to talk, god, I prayed that I should be patient enough to handle her.

My day was so busy that I hardly had time to breathe. It was 10.30 P.M. when Praveen and I decided to leave. He took his two-wheeler and went. I went to my car and drove it out of the gates when someone ran in front of my car. I stopped the car with a sudden break when the watchman came running to the car and started arguing with the man. I got down when the man refused to go.

“What is the problem?” I asked them.

“Sir, he has been waiting here since morning to see you. I have told him so many times that you will not meet random persons without appointments. He refused to go but disappeared an hour before. I thought he went but he has been hiding here.” The watchman told me.

“Who are you? Why do you want to meet me?” I asked that guy.

“Sir, My name is Arun and I want to talk to you about something very personal. Please sir, I won't take up much of your time. Just 10minutes.” He said. He looked like a decent guy and has been waiting since morning, so I thought of listening to what he has to say.

“Get in the car.” I told him and started to drive.

“So what is it that you want to talk to me about?” I asked him.

“About Anika.” He said.

“You want to talk to me about my wife?” I asked him. I don't like this.

“Yes, sir. Please listen to me. We both studied in the same college. I was her senior and we are in love with each other. I just got a job here and was about to go to her parents to ask for her hand in marriage but your wedding happened so soon that I couldn't meet her parents.” He said and I felt like killing him.

“So you say you were in love with my wife? Ok, not everyone is married to their love. She is my wife now. Anything else?” I asked him, indicating that I am not interested in anything he has to say.

“Sir, I can understand what you are thinking now. Anika’s parents found that we were in love and they wanted us to break up. Her father said a strict no to our love and her mother asked her to cut ties with me until she finishes her college. She had told her that if after we settle in jobs and still have the same feeling for one another, she will talk to her dad about our love. But her dad got a stroke and we decided to suspend our relationship until I get a good job. We were not talking while your wedding happened. She must have been forced into this wedding.” He said that all sit very well with everything that has happened so far. I now see all red.

“What do you want me to do?” I stopped the car at the curb of the road.

“Sir, Anika and I can't live without each other. She sure is not happy now. Please Sir, give her back to me.” He said.

“Who do you think I am? Some hero of a movie where I send my wife with her lover boy? I am not who you think I am. She is my wife and this should be the last time I see you in my life. If at all I see you again, then you are a dead meat. If you don't want me to harm you or your family in any way, stay clear of my sight. Anika is mine.” I told him and looked at the door.

“Sir!”

“Get out before I kill you myself.” I took out the gun from my dashboard. I am a good man but I have a bad temper.

He ran out of the car and if I am right, he won't bother me anymore. But what about the things he said? I thought Anika was in love with me. But it looks like that is not true. How dare she play me? I went home but I am not in the right mindset to confront her. I went straight to my bar and spent my time there with some very old wine. I have been nice to her ever since I have seen her. But all she did to me was betrayal and insults. She cannot get away with this. She is yet to find my bad side. I will make sure that she regrets getting on my bad side.

I called up a private detective that helps me in my business and asked him to verify whether what Arun said was true or not. He said he will update me tomorrow with the reports. I truly wish that whatever Arun said must be a lie but deep down something tells me that he is not lying. This background check is something I should have done before marriage to avoid this mishaps. I decided against my sane mind purely out of the love I had for her. I decided to wait until the reports before I react to it.

When I went to the room she was fast asleep with her hair sprawled all over the pillow and her legs across the bed. I couldn't help but feel compassion towards her and I hate myself for that. I decided to get away for two days and compose myself to give her what she deserves. As planned, I packed my stuff and left home even before she woke up. I usually will go on trips to the sites where our manufacturing units are, so it won't be seen differently by the people in my home.