Chapter 77. Meant To Be

Khushi's POV

A few weeks later...

"Are you nervous?" Darsh asked as he hugged me from behind.

"A little," I uttered as I smiled at him from the mirror.

"Why, though? It's just our anniversary party." Darsh said, kissing my head.

"I'm not sure." I grinned apprehensively.

"Just breathe. Or I can help you relax." As his arms began to gradually encircle my stomach, he whispered in my ears.

"Darsh! Everyone is at home." I scolded him.

"So what? You are my wife, and this is my house. I can always express my love to my wife." He said and started placing slow kisses on my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

"Darsh, would you please stop?" After a groan, I spoke.

"Well, you certainly don't sound like you want me to." I heard him chuckle in my ears as he kissed me down my neck and moved to kiss my back. I was about to push him away when our bedroom door was knocked on by someone.

"Everyone is waiting for you downstairs, Master