Pooja felt very weak. She could feel all the bruises because of the whip and the belt. While getting up, she hissed in pain. Shiva got a good sleep last night. He was so happy that even in the sleep, there was a faint smile on his face. Seeing his smile, Pooja felt that her purpose in this world was complete. What else did a wife want other than a smile on her beloved husband's face?
She traced his lips with her finger, feeling satisfied that she could satisfy his 'needs'. Although her whole body was paining, but still, when she saw that smile on his face, she couldn't control her happiness and hugged him tightly.
Shiva felt someone hug him tightly. All his senses spiked up but then he inhaled his favourite smell, sandalwood and a unique smell, which smelled like his wife, his beloved wi
