Khushi’s reckless decision to sneak onto a restricted floor in pursuit of her favorite actor’s autograph led to an unexpected twist—she ended up in the bed of the powerful businessman, Darsh Sinha. To save their reputations, they were forced into a marriage neither wanted. While Khushi longed for love, Darsh kept his heart guarded. Then, an accident stole all of Khushi’s memories of him, leaving Darsh devastated. For the first time, he realized how much she meant to him. Now, with Khushi unable to remember him and their contract marriage ticking down, their future hangs in the balance. Will they rediscover love, or will they part ways forever?
View More●Khushi's P.O.V.●A Few weeks Later~"Are you nervous?" Darsh asked as he hugged me from behind."A little," I uttered as I smiled at him from the mirror."Why, though? It's just our anniversary party." Darsh said, kissing my head."I'm not sure." I grinned apprehensively."Just breathe.Or I can help you relax." As his arms began to gradually encircle my stomach, he whispered in my ears."Darsh!Everyone is at home." I scolded him."So what? You are my wife, and this is my house. I can always express my love to my wife." He said and started placing slow kisses on my neck, sending shivers down my spine."Darsh, would you please stop?" After a groan, I spoke."Well, you certainly don't sound like you want me to." I heard him chuckle in my ears as he kissed me down my neck and moved to kiss my back. I was about to push him away when our bedroom door was knocked on by someone."Everyone is waiting for you downstairs, Master and My Lady." Uncle Hemant spoke up from the outside."His timing
●Khushi's P.O.V.●Bip...bip..bip…The heart rate machine kept beeping as I stared at Darsh's unconscious face. He was unresponsive as he lay on the hospital bed. His face was covered in bruises, and bandages were placed across his body.I kept praying for him to wake up as tears streamed down my face. It had been a day already since he had been there.It was not a great view to look at. Nobody was aware of the cause of Darsh's fragile state. Though we assumed Harsh Raj beat him by taking advantage of the time when he was helpless.But the main question was, why did he not fight back and protect himself? I couldn't stop asking those questions to myself.When I was busy contemplating, I felt his hand move a little. Wondering if it was just my imagination, I focused all my concentration on him. I gaped when Darsh finally slowly opened his eyes after a few seconds.I wiped my tears away quickly and drew nearer to him.Darsh closed and opened his eyelids quite a few times. He appeared to b
●Darsh's P.O.V.●My phone rang while I lay powerless on the ground. I struggled to get it out and answered the phone."H-ello.." I uttered in my trembling voice."Darsh, our plan is successful." From the other end of the call, Akash informed me.My dejected eyes brightened as I slowly rose to my feet while holding onto the trunk of the car."Send the cops," I smiled through my painful, gushing wounds as I ordered and disconnected the call."Harsh Raj?" I spoke clearly enough for Harsh Raj to hear. He came to a stop and looked at me with a knitted brow as he turned around."Has the shock driven you insane?" He smirked."Uh, well, there is no fellow alive in the world to make me go insane," I said, smiling through my bloody teeth. Harsh Raj appeared uneasy when he observed my sudden confidence."Then, what is it?" However, he still managed to smirk."Heh, It's your end that I could see with my open eyes," I grinned, earning a sneer from him."You're still trying to act arrogant after lo
●Darsh's P.O.V.●I was waiting at the mentioned address for twenty minutes. It was an empty region with a deserted roadway and tall, wild trees lining both sides of it. Every two minutes, I glanced at my wristwatch and looked around to check if Harsh Raj was there or not.Only I knew how I was able to leave my office, avoid the reporters, and make it to my destination at the specified time.Every second that went by made me more and more frustrated. I hit the steering wheel, clicking my tongue in fury. It was my mistake to not make sure whether the guard was being strict and proper at the hospital. Khushi wouldn't have to experience such a nightmare if I were a bit more cautious.How could I have overlooked the possibility that Harsh Raj might harm Khushi? How? I hit my head on the steering wheel, feeling my skin crawl with fear deep inside my heart.Why is he still not here? Wait! Did he lie to me? Will he kill her before we meet?I flinched at a startling noise, but when I realised
●Khushi's P.O.V.●I remained in the room alone as Akash left, having promised me that he would deliver the message I had sent to Darsh.The words from Uncle Hemant and Akash were still circling in my head.Doesn't that mean Darsh has truly changed if Akash can even recognise his sincerity towards me? He genuinely wants to be with me for his love and not to uphold his reputation.Maybe I should give him one chance to prove his words. I thought about it as I consumed the food that the nurse had given me.After a while, the doctor came and checked me up."How are you feeling, Mrs. Sinha?""Better.""That's great. Any dizziness or headache?""Last night, I felt a little lightheaded, but I'm fine now. Though I can feel a slight headache," I answered."It'll be alright soon," He assured me with a smile."Has Mr. Sinha left the hospital, by the way, Mrs. Sinha?" He lowered the stethoscope from his ears and asked.I replied, "Yes, he left a while ago," in a low voice, while his name made me r
●Darsh's P.O.V.●I fixed my gaze on the screen displaying Rishav Mittal and Harsh Raj's earlier works, which they had attempted to conceal but which my spies had dug up from the grave."F***king Pervert Ba*****!" As I looked at the data on the screen, I clicked my tongue."You are shocked as well, Master? When I read the case of Harsh Raj raping and killing a girl, I felt the same way.After that, Harsh Raj threatened to kill her other family members to shield himself from the law. In the end, the victim's family was powerless to take action against him, and he got out of it easily." While wiping the sweat from his brow, Uncle Hemant stated it."As I suspected, Harsh Raj is really a filthy pig. We have just unlimited files to send him behind bars." I expressed my anger as I spoke. I was truly disgusted by Harsh Raj."Mittal is also involved in illicit activity, but it is all associated with business. The real scumbag is Harsh Raj.First, we need to take down Harsh Raj anyhow. Then, usi
●Khushi's P.O.V.●When I lost my memory, I always had the strange sensation that something inside me was forcing me to treat Darsh terribly without any cause. When I regained my memories, I realised those were old memories, which motivated me to return the favour.I wanted to forget about him. I wanted to despise him. My desires came true, but the unknown made me fall in love with him again? And even then, I found him with that woman, Anannya, in an intimate position. Once again!Darsh claimed he had evidence to support his innocence this time but I couldn't find the strength to forgive him.It felt like fate was playing a sick joke on me.Why would I be upset if Darsh started dating someone else when we had a contract to marry each other? I was behaving selfishly even when I promised myself I'd be professional.As I watched Darsh leave my room, a tear trickled from my eye. Those past few months had been incredible for me too. The way we discovered each other at that time was strangel
●Darsh's P.O.V.●Later that night~A nurse approached Khushi's room, carrying a food tray. I got up and stopped her."Let me take it to her," I said.The nurse blinked twice before nodding her head and handing over the tray of food to me. I inhaled and exhaled heavily before going into her room.As soon as I entered, I found Khushi sobbing, sitting on the bed with her face buried in her palms. I hurried over to her, set the tray down next to her bed, and worriedly asked, "What's wrong?""Khushi, what's wrong? Why are you crying? Tell me!" I touched her head.Khushi slowly raised her face, wiping her tears away as her eyes grew furious."Nothing!" She declared. "Just leave."I couldn't help but neglect her order."When I used to cry, you always stayed with me and comforted me," I said, feeling remorseful. "But today, when you're crying, I'm not sure how to make you feel better.I'm not great at comforting people.Actually, I had never really comforted anyone before.But if you tell me
●Darsh's P.O.V.●"Yes."I was completely speechless at Khushi's reply. I didn't know what to say to her anymore. My voice got stuck somewhere inside my throat as the sweat beads formed on my temples.I didn't know how she was going to react at that moment. In my entire life, that was the situation I dreaded the most. I was frightened to hear about the old days when I was a jerk to her. When I treated her so poorly!"Well, I….I…." I tried to speak but couldn't find the exact word to put in a sentence. Khushi was staring down at me with the same smile on her lips."I want you to know that what you witnessed at the office wasn't true. I can prove it. You can check the footage." I finally blurted it out anxiously."Let's not talk about all this," Khushi murmured."What? Why not?" My fear was replaced by confusion. I was certain she didn't forgive me for kissing Anannya, so why was she avoiding the topic?"I think I have done enough of these things after memory loss." She smiled."What thi
"Lunch to room no. 403, Khushi." A colleague instructed me."On my way," I said as I wheeled the food trolley towards the staff elevator.Khushi Acharya, a 21-year-old woman, belonging to a lower-middle-class family, was employed at Kolkata's renowned five-star hotel as a waitress, "Star Palace." It was a makeshift arrangement until I could find something more substantial. Or, at least, that's what I assumed.Only if I had done better in school, like my sister and Sushant, might I have gotten a high-paying job like them. Despite being the group leader and planner, I had the lowest academic ranking. In a nutshell, I'm cool with my buddies but a loser in society.My parents were constantly concerned for my future. But, as usual, I was careless, and I got what I deserved. However, I had no complaints. I was content in my current situation since I could eat, sleep peacefully, and help my parents with money. And I still wondered if I had any specific goals in my head. Maybe my goal was ju
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