Chapter 53

Part 53

I woke up to the continuous ringing of my alarm. I turned off my alarm and looked at Veer. He was sleeping peacefully beside me.

Today is Veer's first recording, and I don't have any classes today. God, please make everything right. I kissed his cheek, and he opened his eyes and looked at me with a smile.

"Good morning, chota packet," he wished in his husky voice.

"Good morning, mine monster," I wished him back. "Chalo now wake up, we have to go to Palash's studio for recording," I said, caressing his hair.

He sat on the bed and said with a naughty smirk, "Let's take a shower together."

"No, no, I am going to take a shower in this restroom. You go to the other one," I said sternly. He pouted, trying to melt me, but I just looked at him with a stern expression.

"Wifey chalo na, let's take a shower together. We'll get time for a quickie too. It's been 2 days since we did jamming," he said like a baby.

"No Veer, no jamming, now go and freshen up," I said, and taking out an outfit for myself, I went to the restroom.

"You are a very bad chota packet. I'll take revenge on you very soon." I heard his shout and giggled.

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I got ready in a pink kurta and blue jeans. I left my hair open, did a little bit of makeup, and applied the vermillion in my hairline.

The pretty Samaira Mehta

"Beautiful wifey," he complimented, stepping inside the room.

I looked at him. He was looking sinfully hot in just a towel hanging around his waist. The water drops on his chest and abdomen are highlighting his upper body.

"Don't give me those creepy looks, I know I am hot wifey," he said, and I made a face.

"Maine outfit nikal diye hai, so jaldi se change karlo," I said and walked out of the room.

(I've taken out your outfit, so now go and change.)

Sam's POV ends.

She prepared oats and orange juice for them. He came out after changing, and they had their breakfast.

They did pooja and left for Palash's studio...

Veer had already seen the song he learned and practised in Palash's studio.

They stepped inside. Palash was there with some other members. Madhav Pranit, Urmi, and Samir were also there.

"So Veer, are you ready, right?" Palash asked, and he nodded, rubbing his palms.

"Veer just do it, we all are here for you," Samaira said, squeezing his palm slightly.

Samaira walked out of the room, and now they can only see him from the glass wall.

"Very ready," Palash said, showing him the thumbs up; he nodded, and they started the music.

Mujhko saza de

Ya chahe bhula de

He sang the first two lines when Palash stopped him. "Veer, it's not like that. Try once again," Palash said.

He tried once, twice, and three times, but it wasn't happening.

"Veer yaar, please concentrate," Palash said. He was a bit frustrated.

Sam's pov..

"Palash, please give me 5 minutes alone with Veer." He nodded, and I went inside the recording room.

I held his hand and dragged him to the corner where no one could see us.

"What happened, Veer?" I asked softly.

"I am trying Samaira, but it's not happening. Nahi horaha hai mujhse," he said, looking here and there.

(I am not able to.)

"Veer look at me," I said, cupping his cheeks.

I leaned closer to him and tiptoed to match his height. I gently sucked his upper lip, and he reciprocated with equal love and passion... his hold on my waist tightened, and I tugged at his hair as he deepened the kiss...

Breaking the kiss, I pressed my lips on his jaw, moving it up to his ear. "Veer, just close your eyes, feel the song, and try once again..you said na you want to do something big without Singhania's name, see you got the opportunity, so just do it please," I said softly as I kissed his palm.

I made him drink water, and I went out, and he adjusted the microphone.

I passed him a flying kiss and showed him the thumbs up, and he started closing his eyes.

He opened his eyes and looked at me singing those lines. Awwee, he looked so cute.

And finally, he sang the last line, and my lips broke into a proud smile. I literally ran inside the recording room and hugged him tight. He was taken aback but soon reciprocated.

"Kuch toh sharam karo Samaira tumhare sasurjiii aur pitaji yehi hai," he whispered in my ear.

(Have some shame, Samaira. Your dad and father-in-law are here only.)

I smacked his back and broke the hug.

"Wohoo, finally we are done with the first recording, congratulations Veer," Sasurjii said, and he smiled.

We had our lunch outside and drove to our heaven, our Veer and Samaira worlds.

As soon as we stepped inside the elevator, I pressed the button for the 12th floor and pushed him against the wall, saying, "Someone is horny." I glared at him and slammed my lips on his, kissing him with such dominance that his hands moved down to my waist. I pressed myself more on him, making him groan, while my fingers traced his hard chest.

We pulled back as the door of the elavator got open.

There was a lady who was staring at our messy state. I pressed my lips together to control my giggles and stepped out of the elevator, followed by Veer.

"Finally home, sweet home," I said as we entered our world.

I locked the door, and he went to the kitchen.

"Baby, where are you?" I called him walking towards the kitchen.. he was drinking water leaning on the fridge..

"Kabhi daddy, baby, toh monster aur koi name hai, kya Samaira?" He asked, making faces.

(Do you have any more nicknames for me?)

I laughed and crept closer to him, wrapping my arms around his torso. "You are my baby, my daddy, my monster, my jaan, my life, my everything, and also my bitch, and only I have the right to call you these nicknames," I said, reaching my hand up to his stubble cheeks.

"What bitch?" He literally screamed.

I chuckled, "Yes, you are my only bitch, the male bitch, whom I love more than anyone else," I said and traced the skin on his neck.

"Veer, I am hungry," I said in a husky voice, pressing my body more into him.

Veer's pov..

"Veer, I am hungry," she said.

"Give me a few minutes, baby, and I'll cook something for you," I said, pushing her slightly.

She groaned and pulled me close to her. "I don't want food, I am hungry in other ways," she said. Her hand went to my neck, and I bent to match her height. "I want you," she whispered in my ear and bit it slightly.

"Want you where Chota packet is?" I asked, acting innocently.

She glared at me, and I clutched her waist tightly with one hand, and my other hand travelled inside her kurti, and I traced her back. She closed her eyes, biting her lips.

She encircled her hands around my neck, pulling me close, and whispered, "Don't you want me, daddy?"

"Let me show you how much Daddy wants you," I whispered, and she smiled seductively.

Clutching the hem of my t-shirt, she pulled it up, and I raised my hand to help her open it.

She traced my chest with her fingers, going down to my abdomen. "This place is mine," she whispered, placing a hot, wet kiss above my heart.

I jerked her towards my face by clutching her hair in my fist and whispering, "You are slow baby." My mouth hovered over hers, and my tongue dove inside her mouth, meeting hers and sending shivers down my spine. She moaned as I bit her lips, barely letting go of my other hand as I traced her slim waist with it.

She placed her foot on mine, and I pushed her against the wall. My body pressed against her. I moaned a little as her sharp nails scratched my nape. She tugged my hair harder as our kiss became more passionate, wild, and rough.

In need of oxygen, we broke the kiss. I looked at her as she was breathing heavily and leaning on the wall. Wiping my lips with the back of my palm, I kissed her swollen lips once again, and she responded back in a sec.

I left her lips and moved my lips down to my jaw and neck... "Veerrrrrr" she moaned, fisting my hairs as I sucked her neck hardly.

I picked her up, and she locked her legs around my waist. I fused my lips with her once again, kissing her softly this time. I walked out of the kitchen and went to the living room, still kissing her.

I sat on the couch, and she was on my lap with her legs on either side.

We broke the kiss, and she looked at me panting. Her eyes were darkened with passion, desires, lust, and love. "Raise your hand," I commanded, and she obeyed.

I pulled the kurti from her head and threw it away, and her sexy pink lacy bra came into view.

I scanned her upper body for a few seconds. She was breathing heavily, feeling my intense gaze on her. I opened her earrings and pulled her close by holding the nuptial chain around her neck...

Her everything screams "mine."

She breathed on my lips. Her passionate eyes locked with mine, the hungry ones. Oh my little seductress..

I raised my index finger and traced her facial features. She parted her lips as my finger stopped there. I moved it down, tracing her throat to her collarbone. I stopped just above her cleavage.. she clutched my hand and placed it on her waist and leaned closer to my face.

"Let's go to the bedroom," she whispered, rubbing her thumb on my jaw.

To be continued.

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