My Husband is My Professor and Boss

Avery's POV

I started trying to open my eyes, after blinking for a while, my eyes opened completely. I was no longer my mother's house, but I was familiar with the place where I was.

When I saw them on my side he slept very peacefully. First of all, my eyes fell on his eyes which was closed with great patience.

I have not seen a more beautiful man than him in my life so far or someone can be more beautiful than him it does not accept by my heart but I don't know why I feel like this.

I do not know him for a long time, but the number of days I know him is enough to understand him in my opinion.

How I came to this room is not new for me. Because I sleep anywhere in the night, but every morning I am in this room.

I still remember very well that day and in my whole life, I can never forget that day.

*Two Months Ago*

My birthday was that day. I was very happy. Not because it was my birthday, I was happy because I got Admission to my dream university for graduation with a full scholarship. Also, I got a job as a trainee in a very big company.

That was my first day of college. I went straight to the temple without eating anything due to excitement. Because my mother says that good work should start with the Blessing of God. And I believe in it. I went to the temple of Lord Krishna. Because I am half Indian.

My mother is Indian and my father was a Christian and I believe in both religions. My mother and father loved each other very much.

Father always understood mother as a good way, both of them have very strong bonding and chemistry. Mother always respects dad. Whatever the circumstances, they would support each other.

I always thought that I will get a husband like my father who always understands me, support me and also I will take good care of him.

Our family was very happy but one day happened something that took our happiness away. Four years ago when I was fourteen years old and my brother was just one year, my father died suddenly in an accident.

Someone called that incident an accident, but someone called murder. But I thought why would anyone kill my father, he was a man of straightforward nature who had no enmity with anyone. But whatever happened, that incident had broken us completely.

The sudden death of the father had caused Mother to suffer. But looking at both of us siblings, she handled herself .We had to leave our old house and move to a new one. It was hard to get into that new environment but we did not have any treatment except this because it was difficult for us to live a good life any more.

But now my mother did not need to work much because I got a job, even though it was a trainee job but payment was good . Now I could get my brother admitted to a good school.