It was him...she said blushing
Narrating their first secret trip with him to her bestest friend
It was beautiful and special too....
He wasn't gentle and I really liked it that way...
I have always visualised my man to be an Alpha male
Dominating she described him to her
And his rowdyness has a sense of belonging
He clearly proclaimed that I am his and I should stop thinking about anything and anyone except him...
Oh...this is so romantic! just out of a novel...
Her friend was happy for her...
She just hoped that their happiness would last...
He was a college dropout who hung outside the gate smoking his time off and roaring away on bullet bikes
She was in junior college good at studies and a very pretty looking teen who had fallen head over heels with him...
His machoism his dusky complexion his unkept hair his overgrown stubble his breath fragrant of smoke n mint his jacket and gloves his not givin a damn attitude and his slang made her fall for him...
She would go on and on about all that he was and never cared for anything that he was not...
And he made sure that she was his queen pampering her silly as well as showering her with obsessive possessiveness
She went ga ga over just the fact that she had found her love...
He took her off to places near and far...friend's empty houses, theaters, resorts, long drives to deserted places, near the sea shore, building terraces...
There wasn't one place that they had't been to
It was his umpteenth affair, for her it was her first ever...
Her parents found out... She confessed...
They confronted him...
He said, she came to me on her own...
She wanted to go all the way...
And I love her more than anything else in this world...
Ask her...
To which she replied affirmatively...
Where does this go from here then?
Are you going to marry her?, they asked...
He smiled, looked at her and said, we'll wait till you turn 18 and then I'll marry you
She was overjoyed by his response
The affair continued under the watchful eye of her parents
She did turn 18, she did realize his neck choking possessiveness
She also understood that he might not be a great person to marry
He might not have a bright future...
And so....
They married...
He joined his father's shop and she continued her studies aspiring to be his educated housewife
There was love.
First for her and final for him...
#notsotinytales
- Prajakta Sathe.
Narrating their first secret trip with him to her bestest friend
It was beautiful and special too....
He wasn't gentle and I really liked it that way...
I have always visualised my man to be an Alpha male
Dominating she described him to her
And his rowdyness has a sense of belonging
He clearly proclaimed that I am his and I should stop thinking about anything and anyone except him...
Oh...this is so romantic! just out of a novel...
Her friend was happy for her...
She just hoped that their happiness would last...
He was a college dropout who hung outside the gate smoking his time off and roaring away on bullet bikes
She was in junior college good at studies and a very pretty looking teen who had fallen head over heels with him...
His machoism his dusky complexion his unkept hair his overgrown stubble his breath fragrant of smoke n mint his jacket and gloves his not givin a damn attitude and his slang made her fall for him...
She would go on and on about all that he was and never cared for anything that he was not...
And he made sure that she was his queen pampering her silly as well as showering her with obsessive possessiveness
She went ga ga over just the fact that she had found her love...
He took her off to places near and far...friend's empty houses, theaters, resorts, long drives to deserted places, near the sea shore, building terraces...
There wasn't one place that they had't been to
It was his umpteenth affair, for her it was her first ever...
Her parents found out... She confessed...
They confronted him...
He said, she came to me on her own...
She wanted to go all the way...
And I love her more than anything else in this world...
Ask her...
To which she replied affirmatively...
Where does this go from here then?
Are you going to marry her?, they asked...
He smiled, looked at her and said, we'll wait till you turn 18 and then I'll marry you
She was overjoyed by his response
The affair continued under the watchful eye of her parents
She did turn 18, she did realize his neck choking possessiveness
She also understood that he might not be a great person to marry
He might not have a bright future...
And so....
They married...
He joined his father's shop and she continued her studies aspiring to be his educated housewife
There was love.
First for her and final for him...
#notsotinytales
- Prajakta Sathe.
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