Rihaan woke up and saw his beautiful wife sleeping on his chest. He placed a kiss on her hair and caressed it. He wished to wake her up but felt that she might need some rest after such sleepless night. He got off the bed without disturbing her and got ready for his work.

He prepared the breakfast and was munching his toast and Radhika woke up and found him nowhere in the room. She wrapped the quilt around her frame and came out o their room. She saw Rihaan and went to him.

"Good morning Rihaan," she said with a smile.

"You woke up? So, early yar... I thought you must be in need of some rest. After all, you must be tired," he said in a teasing tone.

Radhika blushed a little and said, "I'm running late. Can you drop me to my office today?"

"Hmm... you left your car yesterday right. Fine, I'll drop you. Come soon," he said, sipping his coffee.

"Just give me 10 minutes," she muttered and rushed into their bedroom.

Rihaan went back to the room and saw his wife again standing near her cupboard, selecting her dress. He went to her and engulfed her in a back hug.

"You want me to take an off today?" he muttered, kissing her earlobe.

"What... No," she said almost in a whisper.

"You are so addictive," he said inhaling her fragrance.

She blushed and turned towards him and gently placed her lips on his. His lips automatically curved into a smile and she smiled too. He bit her lip and she gasped, opening her mouth and his tongue explored every inch of her mouth and later licked her lips to soothe the pain. They got detached when their lungs craved for oxygen.

He took her into his arms and headed to their bed while she was holding onto him as his second skin.

"I'm sorry; your lip is swollen because of my act. Did that hurt you?" he asked gazing into her eyes and, nibbling her lip gently with his fingers.

"I think I can bare the pain that your love gives me," she said, smiling.

Rihaan was out of words. He held her face gently and placed kisses on her eyes, eyebrows, nose and then her swollen lips.

"I'm sorry," he said genuinely.

"It will be the first mark of your love on my body," she said blushing.

"You already made many then," he said showing the scars on his back, formed by her nails, which were due to their make out last night.

Radhika hid her face in his chest and smiled hard, "I'm sorry too," she hushed in her sweet tone.

"I think we are getting late," she muttered.

"I can't believe that I'm saying this but, I want a holiday with you," he hushed, placing another peck on her lips.

"Me too..." she said biting her lip.

"Give me a minute," he said and went to make some calls and Radhika did the same.

"I took off for today," he came back and said with a great smile.

"Me too," she smiled back.

"Okay, select me the clothes then," she said and stood beside their bed.

"I guess it's not needed," he said with a wink.

Radhika was about to say something but, Rihaan seized her mouth with another passionate kiss and they eventually fell on their bed, hugging each other.

"You said that you can bare the pain that my love gives you. We did it last night and are you sure?" he asked again, looking into her eyes.

"Yes. I mean it," she blushed again.

He caressed her cheeks. Showered his kisses all over her body. She moaned in pleasure and that increased his passion even more. He took over the charge and started kissing her madly while she held his hair tighter and deepened the kiss. He admired the curves of her perfect body and she was mesmerized by his manly physique.

They made love till they felt complete and he rested beside her, sweating. She nuzzled closer and buried her face in his neck and Rihaan engulfed her in a hug.

"That was heavenly my dear. Thank you," he muttered, kissing her forehead.

"You know, I never thought that I will fall in love with my husband. When my friends used to narrate me their love stories, I used to feel so silly. I've never believed in love but, you changed my view," she said sweetly.

"A girl is the sweetest creation of the God on this planet. She is selfless and gives everything for her beloved ones. My girl is really special, though," he muttered.

"Ahaa... Why is it so ?" she asked, placing her chin on his chest and looking up into his eyes.

"You gave your virginity to me and that's the precious thing, every girl was gifted with and I cannot describe how a man like me feels," he said with a glint of tears.

"I'm the luckiest. My parents have gifted me the precious gem in the form of you," she said with happy tears.

"I have not experienced the care and love of anyone Radhika. My parents were always busy with their work and I was raised by the nanny Mary. Ever since my childhood, I saw my parents talking about money and only money. I felt the same and thought that money is the richest treasure and I should earn as much as I can," he said in a softer tone.

Radhika was speechless at that moment. She felt herself be the luckiest in the universe to get the best family and friends. Rihaan was a man without emotions. He cannot express what he feels but, his actions speak louder. He was very caring and supportive to her. He was the happiest on her achievement. He was never loved and never felt the care of someone and that made him this way. She felt that the kid inside him was very sweet and vulnerable and was still longing for that inexperienced love. She thought that she must be the one who should teach him the way to care and express his love.

"I'm there for you Rihaan and you mean everything to me," she said placing a kiss on his chest.

"Hmm... I feel the same but, I cannot say it like you do," he said chuckling.

"I've learned to understand your silence too... Don't worry," she said smiling.

"You are becoming smarter then," he said.

"I'm always the smartest," she hushed back.

"I don't believe you," he said teasingly.

"I am the smartest," she said raising her pitch and cocking her eyebrows.

"Uhuu..." he said with a cocky smile and nodding his head indicating a no.

She took a pillow and started hitting him while he repeated the same. After 10minutes of their pillow fight, the entire room was filled with the piles of cotton and they rested back breathing heavily, besides each other.

"Hmm... Listen na," she poked his shoulder.

"Hmm... say it," he said.

"I'm hungry," she said.

"Want another round then ?" he asked with a wink.

"Shii... I'm starving," she said, holding her tummy.

"Let me order something then," he said, taking his mobile phone from the side table.

"Uhuu..." she said, twisting her lips and nodding her head.

"Then ?" he asked questioningly.

"I want you to cook for me," she said, drawing some irregular patterns with her fingers on his chest.

He flinched back and said, "I don't cook," in a shocked expression.

"But why?" she asked, sitting erect.

"I've never been into the kitchen. Trust me I don't know how to light the stove even," he said helplessly.

"Haha... The great 'Rihaan Bhagwat ' cannot cook," she said teasingly.

"Yeah... so, big deal," he said twisting his lips.

"Hehe... Come, I'll teach you," she said, holding his hand.

"Nopes, I cannot cook," he said again.

"What's wrong with you... I'll teach you na..." she said again.

"No..." he said again in a bit higher tone.

She was scared and left his hand. She never heard him speaking in higher tone or yelling at somebody.

"I'm sorry... the fact is that I'm scared of fire," he said in a softer tone and lowering his gaze.

"Haha... we have induction cooker in the kitchen," she said smiling.

"Hmm... then, you can teach me," he said smiling.

Once they were strangers, then turned partners, later became friendly and now they became one another's life. Every marriage gifts another eternal bond and when the life partner starts treating the other as a precious gift, life starts turning into bliss.