26. "I'll miss you, baby"
It's his penthouse?
It's a fucking mansion
Who calls it a penthouse.
And the sight infront of me is mesmerising.
It looks beautiful is an understatement.
It is beyond beautiful.
I bet my jaw is already touching the ground.
I was engrossed admiring the sight infront of me when someone slip his hand on my waist pulling me flush into his chest.
(Now will you keep staring like this or will you also go inside)
I blinks and nodded.
We passed through the beautiful entrance and enters the mansion.
It is beautiful more than i imagine and also very expensive.
My jaw stuck.
My body freezes.
My eyes widen.
But why??
Because....
The hall, the big hall infront of me has a big and beautiful portrait of me.
It's not a picture but a real painting of me.
A painting of me where I was reading a book.
(The painting)
"A-uh ye" i looks at him pointing my finger at the painting.
(Thi-s s")
"Oh! It's a painting" he said sarcastically.
I rolled my eyes "i already know but who paint this?"
"Do you like it?" He asked nonchalantly.
"Like? I love it" i said happily.
"So do you want to reward to the painter?" He asked pulling me close to him by my waist.
"Um.. ofcourse why not?" I said innocently placing my hand behind his neck.
"Anything he would ask?" He asked as i nodded in response.
"Thik h phir" he lifts me in air, just by my waist gaining a yelp of surprise from me.
(Then okay)
"Aap niche utare hame" i said as he chuckles.
(Put me down)
He spins me arround i held his shoulder tightly.
"Ye kya kar rahe h ham gir jaenge" i said.
(what are they doing? i will fall)
"Fikr na kare hm aapko apne pyaar ke elawa or kahi nhi girne denge" he said putting me down on the floor.
("Don't worry, i won't let you fall anywhere other than my love.)
And there we go.
I blushed at his words.
He leans closer to my lips, i gulp and closes my eyes clutching his the fabric of his shirt.
But before our lips would touch a sound of clearly throat caught our attention as i pushed him and straightens my dress.
There is an elderly woman, in a suit salwar, wearing an apron standing nears the stairs.
Looking at us in aww. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
"Sarah meet sabiya aunty, she takes care of this house and a great woman and sabiya aunty meet sarah, my wife" vansh said.
Sabiya aunty come toward us, i put her pinky finger inside her right eye and then touched it behind my ears "khuda khair kare mr.singhania aapki biwi to asal me aur bhi khoobsurat h" she said.
(God bless you, Singhania, your wife is actually even more beautiful.)
I heard vansh chuckles "aapko pata bete, jabse hamne mr.singhania ki shadi ki khabar suni h na tab se hm aapse se milna chahte the, aaj khuda ka karm ho hi gaya ki aapka didaar hame naseeb ho gaya" she said.
(You know my son, ever since i heard the news of Mr. Singhania's marriage I wanted to meet you, today it is God's work that i have been blessed to meet you.)
"Bas bas sabiya aunty ab bas kare" he said placing his hand on his shoulder.
(Okay okay stop sabiya aunty)
"Are Haan, jao jao aap dono jaldi se fresh ho jae hamne, vo sare pakvaan bana diye Jo aapne kaha tha mr.singhania" she said disappearing into the house. She seems really a talkative and good woman.
(Oh yes, go, both of you, freshen up quickly, i have prepared all the dishes that you told mr.Singhania.")
He led me upstairs, infront of the first room, there is just three rooms in a huge floor.
He opened the door revealing a beautiful room.
Stepping into the room, i was immediately greeted with it's elegant and luxurious interiors, a stunning contrast to the stark room.
The large king size bed, the marble floor, and the spacious and comfortable sitting area all contributed to an aura of opulence.
The room was tastefully decorated with fine art pieces, giving me an intimate yet grandiose experience.
"It's beautiful" i mummered. "Indeed" i heard him saying behind me.
"I'll be right back, go and fresh up" he said pointing toward a door which I assume as bathroom, he kissed my forehead and left.
I step into the stunning bathroom, a masterpiece of minimalistic design and comfort. The bathroom was large with a spacious bathtub and standing shower. I turned on the water, the sound soft and soothing, as steam started to rise.
After bathing i change into a plain white kurti and black plazo.
As i headed downstairs, Stepping into the dining room, i saw a large table laden with a feast fit for a king. Various foods, cooked to perfection, filled the room with delightful aromas, the sight mouth-watering.
"Mrs.singhania, please take a seat" i heard sabiya aunty saying. "Please call me sarah aunty" i said. "Okay, sarah" she smiling and serving foods, i also helps her. And wonder where my dear husband disappeared then i heard. Clicking sounds of shoes.
Must be him.
"Baby" he said in his soft tone.
I turn around his dark black orbs met my brown ones.
If eyes could kill
Then it will be his
We ate dinner and then we slept....
His arms caged my waist from behind.
"I'll miss you to" i said putting the comp on the dresser.
I am wearing a black dress, my hairs are open.
I turned me arround and smash his lips on me.
After minutes we part away.
"You sure? you don't want me to drop you to the airport ?" He asked 1149th time since the morning.
"No" i said 1149th time since the morning.
He sighed at my denial but accepts it.
"Be safe, and don't break my rules" he said as i rolls my eyes. He makes me wear my white jacket.
Ofcourse how can I forget his so called rules.
"Don't rolled your eyes baby, i am serious " he said in his serious tone.
"Okay okay" i said and peck his lips and head out of the room.
Happy journey I wished myself and sat into the car driving of to airport.