. I pull her cheeks and bring her to the kitchen platform so that I can clean the dishes. "I will help." She triumphs like a pretty child holding her hand up. Her eyes were twinkling in a gleam. I can never get sick of her cute stunts. She mesmerises me every day in a new way. Shaking my head I nibble her cheeks in fondness and affirm her to get ready.

She slides herself down from the platform, making her shirt shift upwards and I did not fail to miss the tantalizing womanhood between her legs. She tries to walk but her steps were wobbly. "It pains me over there." She cries like a kindergarten kid.

I immediately go to her rescue and hold her firmly. "Baby I am so sorry. I hold myself responsible for your pain. I will not touch you until you are alright." I told her with sincerity in my voice. She puts a finger on my lips stopping me to speak further and whispers in a shy tone. "I don't want you to practice celibacy any more, my husband. Enough of chastity that you practiced all these years." I raise my brows amused by her open statement while she directs my hand to the centre of her feminism. I carry her to our bed and make tender touches on her private parts and satisfy her.

"Love me again and......again, my charming hubby." She moans between my thrusts closing her eyes.

Chapter 38

Six months later.....

Ajit

It was 10 past 10 at night when I was about to lie on the bed beside my beautiful wife. My phone which was resting on the night stand suddenly started beeping. I picked up the phone noting that it was an unknown number flashing on the screen. Cursing the person of having no time sense, I pick up the call reprimanding him a good reason to disturb me this late at night.

"Hello handsome, didn't you recognise me?" Somebody started to mock at me. Getting irritated I was about to cancel the call when he speaks again. "Oops, don't cut the call, so sad that you did not recognise me." There was a pause for a second and the travesty voice turns damn serious. "I am the death of your wife that is speaking."

Blood drained out of my system as I begin to listen to him with an undivided attention. "Enough of good time you enjoyed with your beautiful wife, Mr Acharya. Now it is time your wife repays for killing my dad seven years ago."

"Don't dare to touch my wife. Your dad was a barbarous killer for attacking my wife's parents and he met his rightful end you bloody cockroach." I blew the slayer on the telephone and start speaking further. But he chuckles interrupting me without giving me any other chance to continue "ten days, just ten more for your wife to live. Enjoy your last days with your pretty little wife, Mr Acharya." He sings and the line goes dead.

The night I wasn't able to sleep. I picked out every person from the Indonesian mafia and ended their life, but this man Abdul Asim went underground for months revealing him from the hiding hole today. Within the next few minutes I called all my security men and alerted them of the unknown threat. I informed the police of the death threat that my wife received.

Adaah

Days are flying away in my life like minutes. My husband loves me and cares for me like an unmatchable gem. He showers me with never ending love every day. We made love in almost every room of the house. No matter how busy a man he is, our love making is always under full swing. "Sex relaxes me of my job pressures" - is his reply to me when we do the pumping job more than twice or thrice a day.

I am the queen of his heart and dreams. At times he is unquenchable. He gets up in the middle of the night and starts his banging. No matter he never wakes me up as he asks me to sleep naked or with minimum clothing in the bed. This is my life and I can never ask God anything better than this.

Today Rhea is coming to our house. She is coming to Delhi for her wedding shopping. Within a month is her marriage with Anand. Ajit had hired some special officers as security to guard us during our shopping. I sometimes feel he is over reacting when I tell him of no security. Nevertheless nobody can challenge my husband in his dominance and adamant nature. As a result we ended up with security moving around us 24/7.

Rhea's marriage was a huge success. Guests attended around the globe for her marriage being the only sister of Mr Ajit Arihant Acharya, the well known business tycoon across nations. I am yet to know from Ajit, why he wanted a silent wedding for both of us when he could organise such an affluent wedding for Rhea.

Both of us were returning from marriage to our house when I came across an ice cream shop. I wanted to have a brick of strawberry ice cream immediately. I asked Ajit to stop the car and flew out of the automobile to catch the shop on the other side of the road.

Ajit was asking me to slow down insisting on the security to get me my favourite flavour but I turned a deaf ear to his narration. Suddenly a speeding car charged into the scene darting me out of nowhere. I flew off on the striking car dashing the wind shield and then ......everything went blank.

Ajit

I was watching my wife cross the road hell built on having the ice cream from the shop situated on the other side of the road. A hustling car came out of nowhere dashing away from the crowd hitting her and flying her form in air.