Honeymoon In City Of Love

She came out wearing one of his shirt. It reached till her knees. She tried to wear his sweatpants but it was too loose and too big for her. So she has no way except wearing his shirt which reached till her knees. She felt stupid forgetting to pack her night wears. *How can you be so stupid? * She thought. Abhay looked at her. *She is looking freaking hot. I need a cold shower today also. * He thought. ‘Abhi it's too big for me. It will umm fall down… umm. I will keep it inside your closet.' She was about to go but a strong pair of arms turned her back and Abhay started kissing her ‘Abh…' She was surprised. She wasn't able to complete her word. The kiss was hot and as always Abhi dominated the kiss. ‘Open up' he ordered and she opened her lips with red cheeks. He explored her sweet mouth and loved it's every bit. he broke the kiss when he found her breathless. Her cheeks were red. ‘You taste heavenly Baby.' He said and Mrinal shyly hid her face in his chest. She was sitting on his lap hiding her face in his chest. He caressed her soft hairs and said ‘You know I think it was good that I forgot to ask Mrs. Martin to arrange your closet in excitement and you forgot to bring your night wears.' ‘Abhii!!' She pouted angrily. He kissed her lips and then joined their foreheads. After sometimes Abhi said ‘Come Baby, let's sleep. The whole Paris is waiting for you.' Yes, they are in Paris for their honeymoon. Today evening they arrived here. ‘Ok. But let me put your sweatpants inside the closet.' She pointed towards the edge of bed where the sweatpants fell down from her hand due to sudden kiss. ‘Oh, come.' He picked her up and carried her towards the closet as she picked up the sweatpants in her hand. She was looking like a toddler in his arms. Soon she slept hugging him. When he knew she was sleeping peacefully he went to restroom and took a cold shower. It was much needed. **************************** Mrinal opened her eyes only to find her husband cuddling her. She sighed knowing how much this man loves her soul. She tried to get up but Abhay didn't let her. ‘Baby stay na. What's the hurry?' ‘Hurry?? Abhi we are here for our honeymoon but you are still sleeping. I want to go out.' ‘Exactly we are here for honeymoon. What's the need of going out? Let me cuddle with you Baby.' ‘But I want to go.' She pouted adorably. ‘It's ok Baby. We will continue later.' ‘Ok' She chirped happily and got up. After getting ready they had breakfast and went out. And true to Abhay's words Paris was waiting for Mrinal. Every place was elegant. Every places they visited left her awestruck. It was definitely a city of love. She mostly loved the scenic beauty of nights in Paris. Abhay was least interested in sightseeing. He was more interested in looking at her. Not for a second he left her hand. Abhay brought his penthouse in Montmartre only for his lovely wife who loves colours and canvas. They visited all the museums and galleries in Montmartre. He loved how his wife's eyes were shining looking at the paintings. She was overwhelmed looking at those beautiful piece of art. They had lunch in Chez Pitou. She loved the desserts the most. First she didn't want to order dessert. She knows Abhay loves to eat sweets a lot but his diabetes doesn't let him. She doesn't want to make him sad. ‘Mira Baby I know what are you thinking. You order your dessert and I will have mine in the right time.' She looked at him questioningly. Abhay whispered in her ears ‘Your lips baby.' She blushed hard listening to his words ‘Oh ok.' Then they had dessert which amazed her. In the evening they took a romantic stroll down the tree-lined Champs-Élysées, the most famous street in Paris, to the Arc de Triomphe. Then they had dinner in 58 Tour Eiffel. Abhay booked the whole restaurant for themselves. At night Abhay was kissing her like there is no tomorrow. ‘Your lips are my dessert and Kissing you is my favourite hobby.' ******************************** *Next Day* After having breakfast from outside they visited Wall of Love first. Mrinal wasn't astonished knowing how much good photographer his husband is. He is a multitalented person. Then the visited Pont des Arts which is another hot spot for lovers. The pedestrian bridge sits over the Seine River. It offers a picturesque view of Île de la Cité, and street musicians help create a wonderful, romantic vibe. Mrinal was enjoying the romantic music while walking over the bridge without any care. She was looking very pretty in a Victorian French Vintage Nap dress with her open hair. It was Abhay who personally talked with the designers before arranging her closet. In the evening they went to Gare de Lyon's Le Train Bleu. It was Mrinal who stopped him to do something stupid. ‘Abhi we can enjoy in between others. Please please don't book the whole restaurant.' She showed him her best puppy eyes. ‘As you wish Baby.' The opulent restaurant, built in 1901, has grandiose sculptures, mural-covered walls and ceilings, crystal chandeliers and shiny brass fittings. They went back to their penthouse after dinner. Mrinal went to change her cloths but soon came back wearing the Vintage dress. ‘Mira why didn't you change? You are fine na? Are you tired Baby?' ‘Abhi I am more than fine. Umm just came to take another shirt of yours. Umm just don't want to this white one.' From that day she was wearing his shirts as night wears. ‘Come baby tell me which one you want?' He opened his whole closet for her. She chose a light blue shirt for herself and went to change. ********************************* On the 3rd day they first went to Luxembourg Palace and Gardens. They strolled among the beautiful statues, fountains and flowerbeds and enjoyed their quality time. Abhay was always beware about their security, preciously her safety knowing his rivals can attack on him anytime. Mrinal herself always sticked to by his side. After having lunch, they went to The Louvre. It's one of the world's largest museums, and it's the most-visited art museum in the world. The Louvre is a great tourist attraction for art lovers, with a variety of artwork. She was on cloud nine looking at the Greek sculpture Venus de Milo, Antonio de Correggio's Venus and Cupid With a Satyr, Leonardo da Vinci's Mona Lisa and Paolo Veronese's The Wedding at Cana etc. A thousand times thank you will be nothing to thank Abhay. Abhay personally chose this place for themselves. On the 4th day they again went to visit Eiffel Tower. They Spent quality time with each other more than 1,000 feet in the air, getting one of the best views of the City of Light. The Eiffel Tower is the perfect place to propose, but you may have to wait in a long line to take your love to new heights, especially during the spring and summer. Then they had Avoid a nice picnic in the park below the towering tourist attraction. Mrinal first time tried her hands in make making French food. And she was perfectly successful. After that they went to Le Marais' Place des Vosges, originally known as the Place Royale which is the oldest planned square in Paris. They caught some sun on the lawn; took a relaxing stroll through the Jardin des Tuileries; and hopped on La Grande Roue, aka the Ferris wheel, to wrap up a fun-filled day with each other. In the Ferris Wheel Abhay kept her hand intertwined with her hand so that she doesn't fall. Mira laughed at his protectiveness but deep down felt blessed. She tightened the grip in his hand and smiled at him warmly. As they reached at the top the wheel stopped. Before Mrinal could panick Abhay started kissing her softly securely holding her in his arms. As he broke the kiss he said ‘I love you Baby.' and kissed her forehead. ‘I love you too.' Saying this she leaned to his shoulder. The wheel again started and soon the ride was ended. While coming down she noticed the Ferris wheel was basically empty except them. Now she was sure that it was Abhay who did all this. *This man has so many shades. * On the 5th day they took an hour-long train ride to Versailles to visit the Palace of Versailles, the former residence of King Louis XIV. Mrinal was very excited for train ride and Abhay was very excited to see her happy face. They spent a few hours visiting the chateau, the manicured gardens and the Domain de Marie-Antoinette. Then they rent a bike(Everything was arranged by Abahy's men.) to get around the huge estate and travel down to the main canal. Mrinal was tightly hugging him. She was giggling all the time while talking with Abhay. Her hair was filling in hair and Abhay kept stealing glances of her through the front mirror. Mrinal opened her arms to feel the air passing over her body. She wrapped her arms around Abhay and kept her head on his shoulder. Maybe this is call love. Forgetting about the surrounding they were enjoying with themselves. This was the best vacation of her life and definitely their loveliest honeymoon. On the 6th day they went to Parc des Buttes Chaumont is unquestionably one of Paris' most romantic settings. It has all the ingredients to qualify it as romantic, including cliffs, grottoes, waterfalls and a lake. Mrinal literally jumped in excitement and hugged Abhay tightly. They took a long hike up to the replica of Tivoli's Temple of the Sybille. Abhay was always careful regarding Mira. The city's sights from the cliff was mesmerizing. The chirping of birds and the shadows of green trees gave them peace. The whole place was vacated for this multi – billionaire and his innocent wife. She mentally face palmed understanding his husband vacated the whole place for themselves. They slowly walked down and came out of the place holding each other's arms as the sun set for the day. Abahy made sure they don't need to face paparazzi in their honeymoon. In the evening they went the opulent Palais Garnier for a show. The elegant opera house, built from 1861 to 1875 for the Paris Opera, is one of the most famous opera houses in the world. It was the setting for Gaston Leroux's 1911 novel The Phantom of the Opera. Both of them enjoyed the opera. ******************** It was 6th day of their staying in Paris. They had dinner made by the chefs hired in their penthouse. Mrs. Blake made sure they had their breakfast and dinner from home. Mrinal was also conscious about this. No matter what she can't take risk with his health. Mrs. Blake was very happy looking at the couple. Their small talks, carefree smile and care of each other made her happy for the couple. And most importantly their humble, down to earth behaviour made her admire them more. She wished them a lot of happiness. Both Mrinal and Abhay was thankful to her. Abhay was sitting on the bed kissing her cheeks and pecking her lips while Mrinal was playing with his hairs. ‘Abhi you know I never felt so live.' She said with a heart-warming smile. ‘You know I never thought of getting a life partner Mira. Who will want to stay with a Mafia? Choti ma and Chote papa never approached me knowing this thing. But now I have you. You are my brightest sunshine Baby.' ‘Don't say like this. You know that day I felt to slap myself for humiliating you. When I heard that they are thankful to you for saving them I felt proud of you and guilty for my behaviour. I am lucky enough to get you.' She hugged him. She was guilty for her previous behaviour. ‘Shh!! It's ok. It wasn't your fault.' He hugged her back and caressed her back soothingly. ‘Wanna have some ice – creams?' He asked after sometimes. She shook her head in yes. ‘Then let's go.' ‘Umm in this?' She pointed towards her opps his shirt which she was wearing. ‘Ok you stay I will bring for us.' He cooed at her. Then he brought their favourite ice – creams from the refrigerator. Mrinal glared at him looking at the amount of ice – creams ‘We will share this one bowl.' The queen declared and the king went back to keep the another bowl in the refrigerator. As he came back they started eating ice – creams. Mrinal as usual messed up while eating. Abhay chuckled and cleaned her lips with the tissue kept on the ice – cream tray and started feeding her. As they completed eating ice – cream Abhay gave her water to drink. She asked him to drink water also before she drank herself. Keeping the glasses on the tray Abhay turned towards Mrinal's side. She was looking like a goddess in his black shirt. ‘Mira my dessert Baby.' She laughed at his cuteness and in no time he pressed his lips on hers which are sweetest than any dessert for him ******************************************** ********************************************