Kushagra's POV

I reached the place and rang the bell.

The door was opened by a servant who took my bags.

I was welcomed by everyone but my eyes searched for her.

I felt as if she was here and was looking at me and I turned around.

There she was. Standing in her favourite pyjamas and spaghetti top looking cute and effortlessly beautiful as she always did.

I just looked at her. She looked exactly like she did an year ago just some minor changes.

She was looking at me as if I trying to understand who I was.

This is what my life had become now.

I was now a stranger to my own WIFE!

Yes! She is my wife. My Maira. She is Mrs. Amaira Kushagra Gupta. We have been married for two years now.

The marriage she didn't remember, the husband she didn't remember and the-

My thoughts were broken when papaji introduced me to her.

I smiled sadly. I was being introduced to my own wife.

She gave me a small smile not wanting to look rude to her father's business partner.

And then! I heard her voice after one whole year.

"Hello."

She said in her ever sweet voice and I inhaled sharply.

Only I knew how I controlled myself from pulling her in my arms and kissing her hard. I missed her so fucking much.

"H-hello."

I breathe out in a choked voice which she found weird because she frowned.

We were just looking at each other. She with curiosity and I with love and longing.

Sensing the tension between us, mummyji spoke.

"Amu! Beta inhe guest room dikha do."

(Show him the guest room.)

She looked at her mother confused.

"Hamara saath mai ek project hai aur wo ho jaane tak he will stay with us."

(We have a project together so till it is done he will stay with us.)

Papaji explained to which she made an 'o' face. 

She nodded and then looked at me. She motioned me to follow her and started walking.

I followed her till the guest room. She opened the door and entered inside. I entered in after her.

She looked at me awkwardly as if trying to think what to say.

"Umm-ye aapka room hai?"

(This is your room?)

She said which sounded more like a question. I smiled slightly and nodded.

My gaze went to her stomach for a brief moment and I started thinking about-

"Kuch chahiye aapko?"

(Do you want something?)

She asked me maybe sensing my gaze and shook her head trying to gulp away the lump in my throat.

She suddenly close her eyes and a pained expression formed on her face. And the next moment, she looked at me wide eyed and ran away from there.

I stood there trying to understand what happened.

Amaira's POV

I showed him the guest room. 

It was weird because I felt as if he was looking at my stomach.

I felt a little awkward not knowing what to say so I asked him.

"Kuch chahiye aapko?"

(Do you want something?)

He shook his head but looked like something was hurting him.

And suddenly I felt the sharp pain in my head again.

"Kuch chahiye tha aapko?"

(Do you want something?)

"Jee. Aap."

(Yes. You.)

I open my eyes and look at him wide eyed. I ran away to my room and slump down on my bed.

It was the same voice but this I saw a face. His face. Kushagra Gupta's face.

I didn't remember clearly but I saw his smiling and flirty face. And he seemed happy.

Argh! Why was I seeing him?

I hold my head and lay back on the bed.

I heard mumma calling me out for dinner and I went out grumbling to myself.

I sit in my seat and saw that man coming out of the room. 

He had changed his clothes and was wearing a grey sweatpants and a loose tee.

Not gonna lie. He looked handsome.

Stop it Amaira! What is wrong with you?

I focused on my food when I felt him sitting right next to me and my heartbeat fastened involuntarily.

Calm down you stupid heart!

He leaned towards me slightly and I froze.

"Are you okay?"

He whispered and I turned to look at him.

Bad idea! He was close to me. Very close.

"Huh!?"

"Tum room se uss tarah bhaagi. Are you okay?"

(You ran from the room.)

He looked worried and concerned. I didn't know what to say so I just nodded. 

He looked at me as if trying to say something through his eyes.

Those eyes! 

Clearing my throat I sat straight because my heart and mind were playing funny tricks on me and I can't afford staring at him.

He is my father and brother's business partner for God's sake.

Kushagra's POV

We have our dinner. I steal glances at her.

She is trying very hard not to look at me but was failing miserably. Our eyes met twice or thrice during the whole dinner and she smiled awkwardly looking back to her food everytime.

By the end of it I was trying hard to control my smile. 

After dinner, I leave to my room and slump down on the bed.

My thoughts go to our first meet.

Our fathers were business partners and quite good friends so they thought, why not get their kids married to each other. And that was how I and Maira first met.

I was hella nervous because it was the first time I was going to meet a girl.

I have met thousands of girls in my life but all of them were either my friends or colleagues or business partners. It was the first time I would meet someone as their potential husband.

And the way papa had described the girl, it made me more nervous. She seemed perfect.

So, I was sitting on the couch of the living room of their house with my parents and her parents talking to each other.

I was shaking my leg due to nervousness while mummyji was continuously asking me to have something.

I heard the sound of door opening and my eyes went to her.

This was the first time I saw her. 

She looked so cute and beautiful in her simple sky blue suit. She had her hair parted sideways and tucked behind her ear from one side.

Her eyes were bowed down and I could feel her nervousness easily by the way she was fidgeting with her fingers.

One thing that I loved about her appearance was that she had not applied much makeup. She had put only eyeliner, kajal and lipstick.

And one thing I could say about me was. I was whipped at first sight.
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