Zakir's POV
I am sitting in my study with marriage preparations going on a grand scale. After all, my little birdie will be my first Indian wife.
I am so much excited about our wedding night.
An evil smirk appears on my face just by a mere imagination of her milky white skin being exposed part by part as she stands in front of me completely submitting herself to me.
" My Lord, Subedar Chanoor wishes to meet you."
Here he is again with another beggar's wish. Disturbing my sweet daydreaming about my new toy.
"Allow him in."
He enters my study with his usual sheepish smile rubbing both his hands. "Greetings Your Highness, hope your stay in my humble palace is comfortable enough."
"Hmm, it's not that bad, what is it that you need subedar?"
"Your Majesty as you have achieved all
