Page 185 of The Royal Beast & His Rising Queen

"My Jaan", he whispered kissing her again, and closed his eyes to welcome a peaceful slumber which he usually gets in his wife's arms though it's just for an hour or two but this time only the haunting memories of the past made their presence.

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When Bhuvan was killed, Bhairav vowed that he wouldn't touch a morsel until he killed everyone responsible for plotting, planning, and executing his killing. Chirag was made a pawn by Abhyansh's enemies to enter the palace, the plan was to kill the Ranawats including Abhyansh Singh Ranawat's best friend Bhuvan, to weaken the beast to the lowest level, but Bhuvan stood firm saving all of them, but he had to sacrifice himself in that fight.

Abhyansh caught everyone responsible for Bhuvan's death, except for one, but he couldn't let Bhairav suffer himself, So Abhyansh did the one thing he hated the most, he lied for the first time in his life, that he had finished everyone and that's when Bhiarav ate, in the next few days, Abhyansh caught the last man and the mastermind behind the attack and the death of his best friend,Ilir Dervishi, a European Businessman, a very cunning and cruel oneat that. Abhyansh decided to torture him all his life but never kill him, since then, he was at the mercy of the BEAST.

From that day, that man hadn't seen sunlight till now, he was kept in the dark, the food was thrown in the room on the floor and he had to keep searching for it with his hands to get it. He was made to live a miserable life for more than 1.5 decades now, Abhyansh thought to kill him when he feels that he suffered enough but he never got that feeling, he thought no amount of punishment could do justice to the suffering of his sister and best friend.

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"Burn him alive along with the place Khan saab", Abhyansh said, calling Khan remembering the pain his sister and his best friend might have suffered. It is said that according to Hindu Puranas there are hundreds of types of deaths for a human but the most painful one is burning alive and Abhyansh wanted to give that to that ba***rd for doing this to his loved ones, this was the same thing he wanted to do to Amar Rajput as well who was also a major part of this conspiracy but he died before that, Abhyansh thought.

"Yes Maharaj", Khan said with a satisfied tone... Earlier heis disappointed to hear Abhyansh's order to kill Ilir, he wanted to torture him more as he knew how much Abhyansh suffered because of him, but hearing the way to kill him, he was satisfied, as this was much better than killing him with just one bullet, but he still didn't understand why killing him was so important.

Now, Abhyansh's foes got to know about this Ilir's existence whom they thought to be dead, and they wanted to possess him now so that they could use him against Abhyansh, and the attacks started on that den too, he couldn't let the world know about Ilir decades later, that would be a huge mess in many angles but more than any other loss, he doesn't want Bhairav to know about it. He couldn't see Bhairav in pain. That is why heordered Khan to kill Ilir and destroy all the evidence that he was even alive all these years.

Seeing things going bad in Europe, he didn't want to any more issues add to his headache, which worsens the situation, and he would have to go there directly which he isn't ready to, as he couldn't leave his wife. For many reasons, first and foremost being he couldn't stay without her, but the more important thing is her identity will be revealed to the people soon, and he is afraid his enemies will target her if he leaves her.

Sleep was far away from his eyes, he got up when it was usual time to wake up, freshened up and started with his workout, and later took a bath and went to the temple...

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Days passed and soon Abhyansh's birthday arrived. Abhyansh expected his wife to wish him exactly at 12:00 AM but she is sleeping soundly beside him... He frowned looking at her...

"Okay I get it, you are tired a lot looking after the arrangements but that doesn't mean you don't wish me... Isha... I'm talking to you", he talks to her sleeping form, she frowns at the disturbance... Abhyansh huffs and turns to the other side closing his eyes, Isha snuggles into his back in sleep, he turns to her and takes her in his arms holding her securely...

"It's okay if you don't wish, just you in my arms at this time is making me happy... I'm grateful to my Mahadev for giving you, I love you my bacha...", Abhyansh said kissing her forehead.

He slowly drifts into his nap... and just after some minutes, he wakes up with his wife's lips on his... Seeing him opening his eyes, she smiled at him widely...

"Wish you a very Happy Birthday my Ansh... I love you so so much...", Isha said with a wide smile... Abhyansh pulled her into a long kiss again...

"Thank you, Jaan... Why did you wake up now ??", he asked breaking the kiss...

"To wish you, since my husband is so particular with time, I wanted to wish you exactly when you were born... but you didn't leave my lips on time, I wished you late by a minute", she said pouting, making him laugh...

"I want my birthday gift", he asked hovering over her...

"What do you want ??", she asked

"You know", he said staring at her intensely...

"You take this gift every day, how is it different now ??", she asked blushing, unable to handle his intense gaze, it's as if he is undressing her with his eyes. He raised his brows at her bold words but her blush in contradiction to her words got him so hard...

"That I'll leave it to you wife", he said with a smirk, she looked at him with confusion but soon a thought stuck with her... She nodded and went to the washroom... He frowned, he thought she would whine asking him to detail her what he wanted. His heart started beating wildly with anticipation now, what's running in his little wife's head ?

His wife stepped out of the closet and his eyes widened in surprise.

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"Holy f**k",he muttered, his eyes dilated looking at her... She is in nothing but his black shirt... Her favourite one, and the worst part is, she just buttoned up the buttons remaining on it, he recollected how a few days ago he just stripped the very same shirt off his body making most of the buttons fly, and his wife complained how he tore her favourite shirt of his...

Though his shirt is off good length, it came to just above her mid-thighs, considering her 5'9" height... her long legs on display,worst she is bare foot, and her long hair held in a high bun with few tendrils falling on her face, all in all, she looked like a sinful temptress... God! his head blew off with his wife's bold step...

She slowly walked towards him staring into his eyes which are filled with passion and desire for her... She blushed at first but seeing the intensity, her shyness flew away, what left is pure desire to pleasure her husband, and make him remember this birthday for years to come...

He lay leaning his side body on the mattress, facing her, his head is supported by his palm... He kept staring at her and his eyes shamelessly roamed around her body, stopping a little longer on her chest and her womanhood. She slowly climbed the bed on her knees and crawled to him... His breathing stopped for a second realizing she doesn't have her panties on. Unable to handle the raw passion that's burning him, he pulled her beneath him harshly, holding her wrist and hovering over her...

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