Meera's pov

All the other rituals were done, we took the elder's blessings, and now it was time for the bidaai (farewell). I bid bye to everyone and couldn't stop crying. Krsh was beside me all the time, holding me in his arms as if I would break any minute, which was, at some point, true.

After some time, I was made to sit in the car, and he helped me due to my lehenga being heavy along with Shanaya. Krsh sat beside me. After talking some more with baba and Rohan and taking his blessings, he came to sit beside me. Shanaya was already seated at the passenger side, and Raghav Bhaiya was driving. All the others were coming in other cars.

We reached the Singhania mansion and I saw mom and some other ladies behind her giggling. I was nervous and Krsh may have sensed it because he just squeezed my hand saying, "I am with you, love. Don't be nervous." I nodded at him and he got out of the car, came to my side and helped me till the stairs. There ma, did our pooja and after a lot of negotiation from getting a car and the latest Iphone model from Krsh, to Shanaya, we both were given permission by her to enter. I entered by hitting the pot of rice and dipping my foot in the alta (vermillion solution with water) where Krsh was holding my lehnga so as to not get it spoiled.

Since tiredness was seen in everybody's face, ma told me that other rituals can be done tomorrow and now everyone should go to their respective rooms to take rest. As we were proceeding, I saw Shanaya whispering something to ma, and then she stopped us. "Krsh, beta why don't you take Meera to your room in your arms. See she is looking so tired. Help her and show that your mother has taught you things. How can you be so dumb." She said making a face that says she is tired of her son being so clueless.

And before I could say something to avoid this situation, I felt myself being lifted in the air, realizing Krsh's arms were both on my back and under my legs holding me bridal style, having a smirk and saying, "Ma don't worry. I will take care of my wife at every point and will not let the teachings of dad go to waste.", which made ma blush and I was confused as to why.

But now the main problem was this, I could hear giggles and light teasing of ladies and other relatives, oh God, they all must have seen us like this. I couldn't take this embarrassment more, so I hid my face in Krsh's neck till we reached the room and I could feel my face being heated.

I opened my eyes, when I felt something soft underneath me making out that it was the bed and feeling a close proximity, I looked up to see Krsh just at my eye level, so close that our lips were just an inch away. I anticipated what was to come but then I felt him kissing my forehead and whispering, "I will just close the door and come back to you real quick, love.", in that hoarse voice of his sending shivers down my spine. And then it dawned on me that today is our first night, FIRST NIGHT!!!!! I can't believe it, what should I do, how should I behave, should I keep sitting, should I sit in the center. Oh god, the bed is also decorated. How come I never noticed it until now. What if I say I am not ready, I know Krsh, he will never force himself upon me, but I don't want to also make him upset. What should I do?

My ranting in my mind came to a stop when I saw Krsh opening his buttons of kurta and I suddenly felt that even though the ac was on and at minimum temperature I was feeling hot like I am in the middle of Sahara desert. I never felt like this for someone . Guess the feelings female lead feels when she thirsts over male lead in novels is also happening with me, that means I am thirsting over Krsh, but I should not feel ashamed right, he is my husband, it is only right I feel so.

I was just staring at him waiting for him to remove the kurta so I can see what sculpted landscape lies underneath it, leaving me to ponder and imagine the masterpiece and waiting for him to unveil that art, but was met by disappointment when I saw he is wearing white t-shirt under the kurta. I was brought back to reality when I heard Krsh clearing his throat and saying, "Just order this slave of yours, madam. He is all yours to stare and devour. Just say the word and this shirt will also be accompanying the kurta lying on the couch."

Listening to this I blushed profusely and couldn't form a word for a minute. Gathering the pieces of courage I moved to the dressing table which was situated at one corner of the room. And without saying anything I started removing jewelry as the heaviness now started making me feel uncomfortable. I started by removing bangles when I felt hands on my shoulders, looking up to see Krsh from the mirror having that ever gorgeous smile which made me shy and my eyes on auto pilot mode went down to look at my hands.

"Meera, there is no need to feel shy, in fact I am more than happy to show you my body. You don't know how happy I am to see my wife so much interested in me. Okay, okay, I will not tease you but don't go away from me. Here let me help you remove that jewelry from you."

He made me sit on the stool and then one by one as slowly as possible like I was some porcelain doll and would break from one forceful touch, he started removing the bangles, then necklaces, then earrings. Then he took my foot and kept it on his thigh. I protested but him being stronger than me resulted in him winning and then he started removing those anklets and rings, but I gasped when he kissed my foot one by one sending electric shocks in my body. I was speechless and didn't even realize when he started removing clips from my hair which took him at least 15-20 minutes.

I thought that everything was removed so I moved to get up but he put his hands on my shoulder and told me to remain seated. Then I didn't know how and why, I turned my face to the right and found him very close to me as he was picking the comb from the table and after picking it up, I thought that him pecking me on my lips was a dream, but seeing his smile I got that it wasn't.

He started combing my hair so slowly and in between massaging my hair that I was so longing to sleep here but I resisted. By the time he started braiding my hair, confusion dawned upon me, "How did you know how to braid a girl's hair like that? Did you learn it by practicing on your ex-girlfriend's hair?". I don't even know what took upon me that I couldn't even control my jealousy and spoke up my thoughts. Now I was regretting a bit, what will he think of me now.

"Don't worry angel and I like that you are jealous, tells me that you are all in this relationship as I am. And to clear your doubts, you are forgetting that I have a younger sister and a mother. When ma was busy with her NGO and other work, me and Shanaya were both at home alone and she used to ask me to braid her hair. I started to like it so much that sometimes at night I used to do my mother's hair also and she also didn't stop me, so yeah that's how I learned it. And also I never touched a girl's hair without her permission."

I smiled looking at him through the mirror. He is so perfect, I couldn't have asked for more from God. and I thank him for giving me this man as my husband. "You go and change in the closet and I will go to the bathroom.", my thoughts came to a stop when he said to me. I didn't waste my time and immediately went to the closet. I made my way to the suitcase kept at the corner and took my pajamas and top. Changing into them I stepped out to see Krsh standing near the bed and looking at his shirt as if to make holes in it.

I was confused and moved my eyes away feeling my face warmed up when I saw him half naked with him only in his gray sweatpants. He moved his face towards me, maybe feeling my gaze on him and I swear my heart just got to my mouth and jaw touched the floor seeing him giving me that boyish grin with his one hand rubbing the back of his neck and one on his hips. Without saying anything I moved to the bathroom and washed my face, I came out to see him looking at me.

"You want to say something?" I asked as I thought he wanted to.

"I-I, Meera, you see I have this habit of sleeping without putting a t-shirt on and I was wondering if you would let me. Like if you are not comfortable, I will wear it and sleep."

And here I am thinking that he will force himself on me. Meera, you are such a stupid and idiot person. "Won't you be uncomfortable then?" I don't know why I decided to tease him a little but then I saw him getting flushed. Krsh Singhania is getting blushed and I made him. I was literally giggling and jumping in my mind, but I decided to stop it, "I am most comfortable with you being comfortable in yourself, Krsh. So do what you feel like." I said, giving him a small smile and then continued, "Which side do you usually sleep on?"

He replied on the right, so I took the left side getting into the blankets, I asked him to get inside, which he did. Now we were sitting, no talking, no looking, nothing, just staring into space with the moon peeping inside from the floor to ceiling glass window to know the secrets we will be laying bare for each other.

"We should sleep, right? We have to get up early so we might get the much needed rest." I said it awkwardly, laying down and trying not to peek at the toned body and those rock hard six packs. I have been married to a literal Greek God with that sculpted body.

I laid by turning my back to his side, when I felt his arms around my stomach and being shifted to his side where my back touched his bare front, bare!!!! I tried not to let those sneaky hormones wake up with that touch, with my top being the only layer between us. He let his face nuzzle in my neck and spoke with those lips touching my skin, testing my patience, "Now I will be getting the much needed rest with you being in my arms and I getting the most comfortable sleep with you in my arms."

I smiled to myself, this boy has a way. He turned my lines to me only. I moved around, now facing him, or his bare chest exactly, and turned my eyes up. Kissing his jaw, I whispered good night to control myself from doing more and inhaling that intoxicating smell of his, I drifted to sleep, not knowing whether he spoke or I saw a dream of him saying, "Good night sweetheart, and you have awakened the beast inside of me now."