17. Prenup

Veer's pov

The moment she came downstairs with Ruhi in her pink gown, with her as usual minimal makeup, and fiery brown eyes laid on me, I knew I was doomed to be. She was going to be my wife in just 48 hours, and as much as I was happy about it, I was shit scared.

Scared of the feelings that she gave me. Scared of the possibility that she might leave me when she would learn about my past. When she would learn what a real coward I was. How did I let my mother die?

I knew that I could see anger, adoration, respect, admiration and lust in her eyes for me, and I would be fine. But today I could see the another feeling enveloping them, I knew it was the sacred word. The territory that I had blacklisted in my life long ago. And no chance in hell i was going to jump into it.