Nandini is a sweet and innocent girl who moved to New York from India, leaving her dreadful past behind to begin a new life with hope. She had been through so much in her life at such a young age that all she wanted was a normal, peaceful life where...
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Nandini's POV:
Flashback
One day after coming home from the cafe, I sat in my balcony chair waiting for Manik as he was coming from the office directly to pick me up for dinner but before that, we had some other plans.
Manik: Come outside, baby girl.
I grinned, seeing his text.
Manik and I were getting tattoos like he promised when I first inquired about it.
When I came outside, I noticed him in his car. I walked toward him with a smile on my face.
"Hey," He said sweetly, nibbling my lips as I sat down. I blushed while he looked at me with an intense gaze after that.
"Stop staring at me like this," I whispered, lightly slapping his face, turning it. He giggled.
"After so many months and our so many wild lovemaking sessions, you still manage to blush with a simple kiss. How baby girl? " He asked in amusement, starting at me with so much affection.
"Because after so many months and our so many love-making sessions, you still touch me the way you did the first time. Your love, your admiration towards me still is the same, in fact, it has increased. Your gaze still makes me feel butterflies in my stomach because it makes me feel like I'm the only girl who rules your heart." I confessed to him, honestly.
"I love you," Words automatically slipped out of his mouth as a contented smile spread across his lips upon hearing my words. I could clearly see how overwhelmed he was feeling as his intense gaze was making me shiver.
"Feelings are mutual," I said, cupping his face, softly sucking his lips.
Moving back, I saw him gazing at me with the same intensity and without saying anything he just placed his lips on my forehead indirectly telling me how much I mean to him and how much happy he is after getting me.
"So are you excited?" He asked as he pulled out of his car in front of the tattoo artist shop.
"I'm super duper excited, Manik." I squealed with joy as this was one of the things on my bucket list which he was fulfilling.
I always wanted to get a tattoo but I never knew what should I inked on my body that can define me or what holds importance to me, but now I know it. And I want it.
