Toxic love by Shikha Mishra (top fiction books of all time .txt) 📖

"Because you both has to go to a restaurant for a dinner to keep the rumours of Mrs Malhotra disappearance...." His eyes moves to me and I flinch. They were emotionless but they were most terrifying. "clear. I have already booked everything. You both just have to get ready in a good clothes and act like you always do." With that he leaves.

With a irritated sign we both go to our rooms. Restaurant is fun but having reporters keeping an eye on us is really a not very fun thing. I take out a plain red silk saree with a black simmering blouse and put it on myself. I put my hair in a low messy bun. I do a simple makeup and come out of my closet to see my hot husband in a black tuxedo.

"Wait." I shout as I see him putting a silver tie and dart towards his closet without seeing his reaction. I remove a red tie as it would match with my saree and come out. My heart beat rises as I instantly get pulled in a chest.

"You are looking so hot." Vihaan mumbles. My breath hitches, my hold on his tuxedo tightens and my eyes gets close as he sucks me just below my neck. My breathing stops as his hands find its way to my midriff. His cold palm does something.

"Let's have a quickie." At that my eyes gets open and in a lightning speed I push him away. With a widen eyes and heavy breathing I watch him as it takes some minutes for him to understand what just happened. I also didn't know why I did it but I know that we can't do that now.

"Why the fucking hell did you pushed me away from you?" He shouts.

"Because we are getting late vihaan and....and dad would get angry." I mumble and I get shocked as I say it all without shuttering.

He didn't says anything and knowing that he is mad I say the words which he loves listening and I love saying. "I love you vihaan."

Immediately a smile adores his face. "I love you too baby."

We reach the restaurant and vihaan opens the door for me. I bring the smile on my face and put my hand on his. As soon as I am out the light starts flashing infront of me with many questions. Vihaan and I both answer few questions which would clear out the rumors. We were taken on a table which would give us a privacy from people seating in the restaurant but not from the reporters as they are taking pictures from the windows.

I was getting tired with the constant smile and seating straight. I can say vihaan was getting angry and tired but we both kept it hidden in our very bright smile. We got our dish but my appetite was gone but for the pictures I was eating but very slowly.

When the dinner finished I was so happy and I wanted to get out of this restaurant immediately. I took a sign of relief as soon as we were in the car.

"Take us to a place where you can take a bus or taxi. I want drive myself. " I hear vihaan say to the driver. I don't say anything and just close my eyes.

My phone vibrates and I check it. I bit my lips as I read the message from Bhai. Without replying I put the phone away. And gaze at vihaan who is driving. I put my other hand on our interlock hands and rub it.

"What happened? You are behaving different since afternoon."

"Nothing. I just want to see the face of my husband or am I not allowed?" I fake pout.

"You are allowed but your husband is quite expensive."

"How much expensive is my husband?" I ask and tilt my face. He makes a thinking face. A smirk forms on his face.

"A breath taking kiss on my lips." He turns my way with a intense gaze and a blush makes its way to my face. I turn away and clear my throat.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"Nice way of changing the topic but you are in a debt for gazing at me. And for your answer somewhere." He replies.

My eyes widens as he stops the car at a very beautiful place. He opens the gate and I get out. Infront of me is the whole Delhi illuminating in the light. The starry sky is giving it more beauty. The thousands of firefly flying in the atmosphere is acting like a small lights and giving it a very romantic look.

Vihaan goes to a table which is beautiful prepared mostly for us. There are some men and he says something to them. They leave instantly after listening to whatever he said. I make my way to there and see the cake which I prepared.

"We are celebrating the new start of our lives today. You have forgiven me and after cutting the cake we will forget about everything and start tomorrow with a new." He says. A lump forms in my throat as whatever he said is true. Tomorrow would be a new start for both of us.

"Yeah." I mumble. He pulls the chair for me and I settle down. We both cut the cake. We both enjoy the scene infront of us with a plate of cake.

It starts drizzling. And a sob escapes me but he doesn't hears it. I scoot more close to him.

"Let's go home." He tries to stand but I pull him down.

"Let's sit for few more minutes." I suggest. He doesn't says anything.

"I lOVE YOU DISHA." Suddenly I hear him shouting and a painful laugh escapes me.

With a breaking voice I shout. "I LOVE YOU VIHAAN....... FOREVER." I shout back. He laughs and hugs me tightly. I attach my lips with his and he instantly kisses me back. He lifts me and settles me on his lap. We separate as we both become breathless.

"My debt is clear now." I say breathlessly. A laugh escapes his beautiful lips. I am thankful that it's raining otherwise he would have came to know that I am crying as I would have never been able to stop crying.

We reach the mansion. Aunty gives a ear full as soon as we are inside. We both get ready in our sleepwear. Vihaan wanted to do that but I was not ready and he understood. I really wanted to do it maybe as a sorry for leaving but I chickened out. As soon as vihaan laid down on the bed he went in a deep slumber. I was roaming my hand on his head which was on my chest as sleep was not coming to me. Maybe because it knew that I need these few hours to remember everything.