Villain of my own novel

9 years later.

I, Eshwar Hayer, met a girl named Isha!

She was the girl, who had moved, next door!

I could instantly tell that she was my Isha! My wife!

'Thankfully her soul has healed completely; will she remember me?' I gazed at the cute and sweet girl in front of me, hopefully.

But,

"Hi!!! I am Isha Green! What's your name, brot- Umph!!?" The little girl spoke cheerfully, while her parents stood behind her, introducing themselves to my parents as today was the first day they had free time after shifting their house from abroad!

It was extremely painful when she asked for my name as if she was speaking with someone unknown, but

There was another pressing matter!!

'S-she was about to ca-call me b-b-brother!!?' I stuttered inwardly as I covered her mouth without realising.

CHOP-!

"Hey! Eshwar! You shouldn't do that!" My mother scolded me from behind in a whisper as she lightly chopped my head.

"But, maaa!!" I exclaimed while turning to face her, begrudgingly.

'I should make my intentions clear!'

"Pa! Help me with this! What would you do if your wife, no, ma suddenly called you brother!?" I asked my father, instead of talking to my mother since I knew men understand each other better!

"I would stop her of cours-" My father mumbled subconsciously as he puffed up his chest, but stopped himself from completing his words as if he realised something.

He gazed at me with a complicated yet funnily comical gaze, while my mother smiled awkwardly!

"Hahahahaha!!"

"Little boy, you want to marry my daughter?" Isha's mother asked as she leaned in towards me and ruffled my hair.

"Of course!" I agreed shamelessly!

Of course, I would marry her! She is my wife! Who'd dare think of her while I still exist! Hmph! While everybody laughed as they took my words as a child's naive words, Isha's face burned scarlet, maybe because she felt that I was serious.

'Argh!! How is she so cute!!'

Wait!

'..... does she understand the meaning of marriage? Isn't she still a kid?'

'Meh, aren't I also understanding things that none of my age should? What's the big deal?'

"Isha." I called her out. I didn't intend to but my voice sounded loving.

"I am Eshwar! Eshwar Hayer! Don't call me brother, you can call me Eshwar or darling if you want!"

*

11 years later.

In a cosy bedroom with messy outlook, an athletic young man's topless, black haired figure was seen sleeping soundly on a comfortable queen-sized bed.

"Eshwar!" An angelic voice sounded behind the door before a pair of knocks sounded, but the lazy figure simply turned, laying on his belly as he pulled his blanket to a hug before he covered his head with it.

With another set of knocks, a beautiful woman barged into the room, exclaiming "Eshwar! You need to get ready to leave! Ma, pa, uncle, aunty, and even Luna is ready!"

She had black silky smooth hair and big round obsidian black eyes with a perfect hourglass figure. She was adorned in black baggy pants, black turtle neck full-sleeved top, sneakers and a sling bag.

She stomped her way to his bed as she clenched the blanket, but

Before she flung open the blanket.

The blanket snapped open, revealing Eshwar's topless figure which moved like a snake, held Isha's waist and somehow managed to drag her into the bed with him before the blanket perfectly hid them both on the bed.

"Kyaaaa!!" Isha yelped cutely with a bright blush, hearing which, their parents and Eshwar's adopted little sister Luna, who sat on the couch downstairs chuckled with a series of helpless sighs before Vishnu cleared his throat as he stood up.

"You guys! We'll be leaving first!" He stated and they made their way out of the house after hearing an "aye" from Eshwar upstairs.

CLINK-!

Hearing the sound of the main door closing, Eshwar tightened his grip around Isha's waist as he pulled her closer.

"G-good morning...." Isha stuttered as her breathing quickened together with her heartbeat.

"A very good morning indeed..." Eshwar mumbled as he leaned closer to her face.

".....w-we sh-should le..." Isha said but her words got stuck in her throat when she felt his breath on her lips.

"Should I brush first, my love?~" Eshwar asked playfully.

"....." Isha didn't answer but Eshwar took her gulp as an answer to kiss her.

He poured every bit of his love as he kissed her as passionately as he could, releasing her only when he felt she needed a breather.

"Mnmn~ mnmhpha!? Haaa.... haaa..."

"Happy birthday love....." Eshwar said as a tear trickled out of his eyes which were locked onto hers.

"..." Her own eyes also held tears, but for different reasons. She gently wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him.

"What's wrong?" She whispered down in his ears as he buried his face in her neck while hugging her by her waist.

"It's just a bit of a shame you don't remember our past life, though not everything we have been through was sweet, they were still our moments and memories that hold much significance for us, being the only one remembering everything is kinda sad...." He whispered as he snuggled closer.

"Is that so?" Isha mumbled.

Though she didn't know or understand his words entirely, she didn't want to deny anything he had said to her, therefore, even though she couldn't really remember their past life as he said, she still felt that his words were true, so she had just accepted them to have held some kind of connection, whether it in their past life or something else entirely, nothing mattered as long as they were with each other.

"Maybe it's for the better...." Isha suddenly mumbled.

"Wha-" Eshwar gazed up at her, but shut his mouth when she gazed down at him.

"You said not every memory was sweet, since you remember, we can have a fresh life, no, you can make it so that we have many new sweet memories, maybe without much saddening memories, in the process of enjoying my fresh life...." She said as he leaned closer to his lips, slightly tilting her head;

"With me." She whispered and kissed him, as her heart thumped against her chest while a bright blush dyed her beautiful face.

'Experiencing your fresh life with you, huh.....' Eshwar wondered how he could make their lives much sweeter inwardly as he pulled her closer by her nape, to kiss her much more passionately.

Beginning their much sweeter lives with a passionately sweet kiss.