Niya pov,

Every night was blissful. We had plenty of time spending together. Talking, teasing, playing around. We started spending our weekends in his beach view penthouse. I loved every minute of life with him. The moments all I missed since childhood are returned double to me. He pampers me, fights with me, feeds me... what not he does everything and anything for me.

I was so tired of last night’s encounter, and I seriously needed a good sleep, but I can’t.

Today is a special day, his birthday. I heard from his mom that he never celebrated his birthday as on the day his parents had a big fight...