Married To My Bully by Sakshi C (read me like a book TXT) 📗

I absolutely hated feeling like this. The way her warm hand felt in mine. The way her hand was wrapped around mine as if I am the only thing that mattered to her. And the way she was holding it with so much determination as if she wouldn't let me go, ever. It felt good. So good that I didn't want to let go. Maybe that's how that man outside the restaurant felt. 

I hated how the warmth spread all over my body with just one touch of her. I hated how she could make me feel belonged by just one touch of her. And I absolutely hated how content I felt by just one touch of her. 

But that wasn't right. She might belong to me but she didn't belong with me. We didn't belong with each other than why was I getting this sense of belongingness with her. I knew the answer but that didn't make it less frustrating. 

I jerked my hand away as soon as the prayer was over. I saw from the corner of my eyes how her face fell when I did that but I couldn't care less. 

We started eating in silence when the Siren decided to break the tranquility. 

"Honey, how was your day?" honey dripped from her voice. I didn't speak for a moment but had to reply when my eyes connected with two other people who were watching our interaction with great interest. 

"Good," I answered gruffly. 

"Ohh..but you look so exhausted. Mom, I told him so many times not to overexert himself but he never listens to me. In fact, I even offered him that I can handle his interior designing branch but again he didn't listen. The only person he listens to is you, Mom. Only you can knock some brain into him," the conviction in her lie was astounding.     

Helllo readers, another update for you lovely people.

I try to update regularly guys, but my motivation these days is running dangerously low. 

Do press the STAR button. It won't cost you anything and will make me really happy.  A win-win deal for both of us.  

Until Next Time