7. Teasing him 🌶

Ishqi's POV

" Thinking about me, my little Begum."

I opened my eyes and looked at the gate. He was standing there only in his lowers.

" What the hell? Get out. "

I shouted while covering myself with my hands. He smirked and then walked towards me.

" Come on Begum Sahiba, if you are thinking about me, then say. I will give you the pleasure that you deserve. "

He said. I was about to say something when he sat straight inside the tub only. He was sitting near my feet.

" Hey listen, your mother told me that you will not force me for anything. You can't defy her promise to me. "

I said. He smiled and held my legs. He pulled me closer and I fell on him. I held the edge of the tub to protect my head from the tap. My boobs jiggled in front of him.

And he was staring at them only. Shameless Animal.

" These boobs look so tasty. Has anyone tasted them yet? "

" I would not like to answer this question and get your filthy hands off me!!!."

I commanded. But he held my waist closer to himself and I sat on his lap. I tried to get up but he didn't let me move.

When I felt something poking my inner thigh. Was it his? OMG

" Don't move Begum. You are seducing me. "

He groaned while trying to control himself. I liked teasing him. I held his shoulder and stood on my knees.

My boobs jiggled in front of him again. He was looking at them only. I felt my nipples getting hard but why? Just because this was the first time someone was seeing them?

" Oh so you mean, I am seducing you. "

I said while moving my hands on his lips. We both were looking into each other's eyes. Slowly I came closer to his lips.

In a second, he pushed me down and pinned me to the edge of the tub. He hovered over me. My boobs pressed against his hard chest.

He was coming closer to me. I kept my hand on his chest and stopped him from moving farther.

" You can't do anything till I don't allow you for anything. "

For a moment, there was a flicker of frustration in his eyes, but then it was replaced by something softer, something that resembled understanding. And in that moment, I felt a glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe, he would respect my boundaries.

"Fine," he said, his voice low and husky with emotion. "I'll wait for you to be ready."

He got up and went out of the tub. He wore the bathrobe and then looked at me.

" Once you say yes, then you will regret trying to refuse me."

He said and then walked out of the washroom. This man is getting on my nervous.

I got up and then cleaned myself with the towel. I wore the bathrobe and then came out of the washroom. I saw him putting the buttons of his nightwear.

He looked at me and smiled. I made a face and then went to the closet. I wore my long shirt and then came out.

I saw him sleeping on the bed. I sat on the other side and then slept.

Abhimaan's POV

I felt that she had lay down on the bed. I slowly turned my face and saw her sleeping while facing the ceiling.

I turned towards her and then touched her. There was no movement. I hovered over her and then looked at her boobs.

Don't know why that now I have starting loving her boobs when I saw them for the first time when they jiggled in front of me.

I lay and kept my head in the middle of her boobs. I held her waist and then closed my eyes to sleep.

I was sleeping when suddenly I felt my phone ringing. I rose my head from the valley of her boobs and saw my phone ringing. I picked it and saw Raghav's call.

" What is it?"

I rose from the bed and came to the balcony. I didn't want to wake up Begum sahiba who was sleeping.

" Thakur sahab, I think Siddiqui is planning something. "

" Leave it. I will handle it on my own. Keep an eye on him."

I cut the call. This Siddiqui is surely up to the seat of the CM but he also knows that I will not let this happen ever.

I kept my phone on the sofa and picked a cigarette. I lit it and then started to smoke.

Ishqi's POV

I forced open my eyes and looked at the whole room. I sat on the bed and then rubbed my eyes. Today, I have woken up as the daughter-in-law of a house.

I had a smile on my face not because that today was my reception. Today I will meet my sister after 6 years. I went to the washroom and then freshened up.

I came out. I wore a chikankari kurti with golden jhumkas. I saw a box kept there. I picked it and a note was kept on it.

Dear Ishqi

This is from your one and only bestie. This is a beautiful pair of anklets that I have sent for you. I hope that you will wear them at today's reception. And here, Ishaan wants to talk to you. Hi Ishqi dim I hope that you are doing well. I would really love to come on your reception but as I have my exams so I will not be able to come. I wish you best of luck for your married life.

Yours well wishers,
Preeti and Ishaan Awasthi.

I smiled after knowing that my bestie sent these pairs of anklets. I picked that box and then opened it. I smiled and then sat on the bed. I wore those anklets.

Those anklets looked very beautiful in my beautiful feet. I smiled. I got up and then started to walk towards the gate.

I was about to open the gate when suddenly the door opened and Thakur sahab came inside. I got startled for a second.

He looked at me from top to bottom. His eyes got stuck on those anklets.

" Why are you wearing this?" he inquired.

I folded my hands and stood straight in front of him.

" My bestie sent them for me and I will wear them whenever I want. I am not your slave, Mr Abhimaan Singh Thakur."

I roared. As I stormed past Abhimaan, I could feel the fire burning within me. I refused to let him dictate every aspect of my life, especially something as simple as wearing a gift from my best friend.

I made my way downstairs, my steps purposeful and determined. But as I reached the living room, I was met with the sight of Bua ji and Maa, both adorned in their finest attire, preparing for the reception.

Bua ji's eyes widened as she took in my appearance, and I could sense her disapproval. But I stood my ground, refusing to let anyone intimidate me.

" Good morning Ishqi beta."

Maa said in a sweet voice with a small smile on her face. I also smiled and then came to her. I bent and then touched her feet.

" Stay happy."

She said. I stood straight.

" Ishqi, what is with this anklets. They look so cheap with the Choti Thakurain's outfit. "

She said with a chuckle. I knew that she was taunting me but I didn't say anything. I stood there.

" And what's with your outfit? Does this attire suit the wife of Abhimaan Singh Thakur, the Choti Thakurain of this state. And now go and change everything. Will you wear this on your reception party?"

She shouted on me while getting up. I startled for a second. No one has ever shouted on me and this lady who doesn't even know anything about me was shouting at me.

" Bua. That is enough. You can't talk to my wife like this. "

Thakur sahab said while coming down the stairs. He came to me and stood to me. He held my hand and looked at his Bua.

" Abhimaan, I was just saying that she is now a daughter-in-law of a rich family. We, Thakurs, have a status that we have to maintain and this middle-class girl. "

She shouted while pointing at me.

" Shut up. If you have so much of problem then why don't you go away from here permanently. "

He roared like a lion. His words made Bua and Maa gasp while I was shocked.

" Abhimaan, for a girl who has just come into your life two days ago, you are fighting with me for her. "

Bua shouted. She was looking at me in a disgusting manner.

" I don't care. Raghav, get the cars ready. Bua is leaving."

" Great. So this girl is now a home breaker. She has come in this house for two days and then Thakur family is breaking. I am telling you Abhimaan, she will destroy our family. Mark my words."

Bua said and then walked out of the Thakur haveli.

" Abhimaan, this is not good. Uday will."

Maa said while shaking Thakur sahab when suddenly Thakur sahab got slapped. His face turned the other side.

Me and Maa gasped with that suddenly slap that was given by the Bade Thakur to Thakur sahab.

" How can to talk to my sister like that? Who gave you the permission to do this? This is not how a Thakur should behave."

" Thakurs also have to protect their wife's honor when she is disrespected. And I did what is important. "

Thakur sahab shouted.

" Uday, please. Whatever Abhimaan did might be wrong but it was in a way he did the right thing. He did this to protect the honor of his wife."

Bade Thakur went from there looking at me in anger. His eyes were enough to blame me that I am behind everything that happened.

I felt bad. What so ever, I felt bad that I am a breaking a family that too a strongest Thakur family.

Tears rolled down to my cheeks.

" No Bhabhi, you shouldn't cry at this point. "

I looked at Maanveer who had just cleaned my tears.

" Bhabhi, first she destroyed the life of my mother and Maasi maa and now she is planning to destroy your life. It is good that she is gone. "

Maanveer said while looking at his mother. I looked down. I didn't care what happened before me but I was feeling bad about what happened.

" Hi Thakur sahab."

I looked at the gate and saw a young man along with a girl coming inside. That man's age was almost like of Thakur sahab only.

That girl looked of almost my age only. Thakur sahab went to that man and then hugged each other.

That girl came to Maa and then touched her feet.

" It is nice Ved and Ragini that you both are back before the reception of Abhimaan and Ishqi. "

Maa said. So she is Ragini, is she somewhat related to the Thakurs?

I was confused looking at them. Ragini looked at me and then came to me. She forwarded her hand towards me.

" Hi, I am Ragini, Ved's wife. And Ved is Abhimaan Bhaiya's best friend. "

Ragini said to me. I smiled and then held her hand. We both shook our hands.

" Now I will not get bored in the stupid political parties that both the best friends go to. Now I will have a company."

Ragini said and then hugged me. I also smiled and hugged her back.

" Accha, kids, your clothes are kept in the room. You both change and get ready for the great grand reception of Mr and Mrs Abhimaan Singh Thakur."

Maa announced. As Ragini and I entered the room, I couldn't shake off the whirlwind of emotions swirling within me. The events of the morning had left me feeling unsettled, and I found myself grappling with the weight of my newfound responsibilities as a Thakur bahu.

Now, I wasn't just a daughter of a simple, middle-class family. I was the eldest daughter-in-law of the most famous, richest, and powerful Thakur family.

I had to live up to their standards, navigate their expectations, and maintain their honor. It was a daunting prospect, one that seemed to loom over me like a dark cloud.