Anayra woke up to the sight of Shreyas who was sleeping peacefully while cuddling her. She took a moment to understand that she was lying on top of him. And he had no shirt on. Her eyes wandered on his right chest to see the rose tattoo and damn. It was so freaking beautiful. It made him look devilishly handsome. Only now did she acknowledge how hot her husband was. Okay, she should stop thinking about things like this. She can't think of things like this. It's so wrong according to her brain but her heart wanted something different. But she kept on looking at him intensely.
"Enjoying the view, aren't we?" came Shreyas's hoarse voice teasingly making her eyes widened in shyness.
"I don't know what you're talking about," she muttered in embarrassment. She now cannot deny the fact that she
