My First Crush Happened To Be My Hubby!

Rishi's PoV

My dad said I can't go out now. I planned to resume my work from monday, before all these chaos occur. Now I really wanted to leave this house. I mean I literally can't stop seeing her, listening to her or thinking about her..! I need to breathe properly to get my mind straight and think about everything that has

happened and what to do next. That’s not going to happen when she is around me. But Dad says I can’t go out now and I have to keep the same plans as before.

When I was about to climb stairs to go to my room I heard her ask for dad's phone to talk to her parents. I was shocked to hear that she doesn't have her own phone. I mean who will be without a phone this time! When I heard her explanation I wanted to laugh along with them! But then I realized her

Dad must be too strict. That is why she must have agreed to marry me! She must be too scared to deny her father. I don’t know why, but that thought didn’t sit with me well. I don’t like it if that was the reason she married me. What do I expect? I don’t know, may be I just want to believe that she married me only

because she liked me! Not because of compulsion! Or worse her dad must have confiscated her phone when he found her being in love

behind her. My rage grew high when I thought of her being in love with someone. My conscience hit me hard on my face. I am in love with Smirthi! But I can't stand even the thought of her being in love

her? What if she is in danger? I didn’t even try to call her on her phone. I went to my room and started to call Smirthi. In my heart I really don’t like this idea of calling her. I’m actually not angry at her! But I should be. Shouldn’t I? We have spent 2years together. We are in the textile business. We have wholesale shops and retail showrooms across Tamil Nadu. We have our own weaving mill in Coimbatore. We design our own clothes. I administer the designing sector. Yes, I did my masters in textile and fashion designing. And also, I have a masters in HR Management. That’s where I met Smirthi. She is 2years younger than me. As I took my MBA in HR management after I did my masters in designing. We both were in the same class.

younger than me and I had no

the corridor. I just nodded at

KNOCK, KNOCK!

at my phone. Smirthi didn’t pick. When I opened the door, I saw Danya raising her hand to knock again. She didn’t raise her head to look at my face. I can see her eyes roll on me and the pink shade on her cheeks. She is so cute! She is checking

my hands and waited for her to make a move. I remember her go all pink on her cheeks when I saw her at breakfast! Gosh she is so beautiful. The red salwar that hugs her curves perfectly is not helping! The blush on her cheeks is competing with her dress! She came to earth when I moved to lean on the door. I cursed myself

cute. She stuttered talking and asked me to let her in. I really wanted to crush

left a little room for her to enter where she cannot get past me without

can anyone get cuter than this?! She looked at me like an alien. Oh, she has not seen me laugh since yesterday! I see the red again on her cheeks. What’s it with

stay. I know all these customs that happen after marriage. she sounded scared and unsure of what to come out of me. so