Author's POV

At Night, Saanvi was sitting in the middle of his bed, now their bed. She is still in her lehenga. The room was decorated with flowers and candles. The fragrance of flowers lingered in the room.

She was clutching her lehenga in nervousness. Its their first night. The thought itself made her restless. Is she ready for it? She questioned herself.

What will she tell him? As she is his wife, its his right to have his way with her. He too have needs right .She was Confused as hell...

Suddenly the room opened and Ishaan entered. His gaze struck on the breathtaking beauty sitting in their bed....