Sitara looked at Ram with hope in her eyes which is just ignored by him .He is only capable of giving pity to the young girl who has many dreams in her life which will never be fulfilled . Every ounce of his nerves are screaming at him to leave the girl but only he knows what will be the consequences for his stupid thoughts .The girl who was pleading for him to show some mercy on her is the one who had caught the sight of the satan himself.The Satan who will be not having any remorse of killing any one cruelly who comes between his dark love towards the girl. Ram looked out of the window not able to fight the urge inside him to help her. Helping her means signing his death with his own hands and also making the girls life more miserable. The whole car is echoed with loud sobs of the girl who is in bridal attire SITARA SINHA.Yes , Today is her wedding with the devil who is disguised as a human named SAMRAT RAICHAND. A name which is enough for her to go numb in fear. But overcoming h
SAMRAT POV :Finally my waiting of 18 months is over. My love is with me. She is totally mine. As my wife. Queen of my heart. Sleeping peacefully placing her head on my shoulder. She is exhausted due to crying. On our way back to Mumbai she fell asleep in the flight. My heart is aching looking at her tear stained face. One of my side aches and tells me to comfort her whenever she cries. But my dark side says that she deserves the pain for not loving me back like I do.The day on which I saw her will plays in my eyes anytime. The day when I realised that I too has a heart. The day when I realised that the reason of my birth is for her. She is my peace . She is my heart. She is my Oxygen. She is my everything.Samrat Raichand is incomplete without Sitara Sinha. I know that am putting her through so much. But am a selfish person. She is meant to be mine. Even her shadow is not meant for any one to look. " Sorry Sugar. Please endure one more day then we will move to our mansion the o
SITARA POV :I opened my eyes feeling someone was shaking me. But soon I realised I was with Samrat. I moved back from him and looked into his eyes. His eyes are blank void of any emotion for me to recognise it. But who am I kidding he carries that same expression all the time. He got down from the car and helped me to get down . I don't want to take his help but thanks to this heavy lehenga leaving no option for me. We slowly made our way to the entrance door. His mother and now my mother in law is standing with a plate in her hands. Besides her is the second devil Sneha Raichand the person I disgust from the bottom of my heart. Sometimes I feel like the devil of my husband has a heart but for his sister she is the most selfish and greedy person on the earth who always thinks about only her and her brother. At least she cares for her brother sometimes.She is giving me a not so friendly look. God ! What is her problem ? Am already in this hectic standing beside the devil as his
SAMRAT POV :I was staring at my sleeping beauty , my beautiful wife. The word ' wife ' fills my heart with so much satisfaction. Her nose has turned red due to crying for the whole night. She fell asleep early in the morning. Her cheeks are embedded with hand prints. Yesterday I became very angry hearing from her that she wants to leave me. I will give her anything she desires but freedom. Freedom from me is the last word I want to hear from her. I went and brought the first aid kit and started applying cream on the handprints. Her red lips are inviting me to assault them but I need to control myself . I will not stop if I start it and things will turn out badly. She hates me more if I do anything and it is the last thing I want to happen now.Suppressing my urge to ravish her plumpy red lips I went and took a cold shower . I am the devotee of lord Shiva. I went and performed puja. Now I am having my cup of tea with my grandfather Uday Raichand. First we discussed business. " How
Sitara pov : "VIRAJ"....I felt like the ground is slipped under my feet. A cold shiver run in my spine. Viraj is tied to a chair in the middle of this disgusted room. He is beaten badly. A tear left my eye followed by many . I felt a hard gaze on me and when checked it , I found Samrat is drilling holes into me. His eyes turned into pitch black. I was shivering badly thinking what might comes to me and viraj. My mind is not even supporting me. I am getting only negative vibes . Unknowingly my mouth left a word with stuttet " pl....please ". Soon after uttering the word I heard a painful scream. Viraj is screaming loudly when Samrat punched him on his jaw almost breaking it. Not able to stand and think anymore I ran towards viraj which turned out to be the most stupid attempt of me. Samrat grabbed the fistful of my hair really hard , I felt like that my hair is removing from my skull. He came near to my face and licked my tears which disgusted me to the core. " These are mine .
SAMRAT POV :I am pacing in the room impatiently with a tightened fist and clenched jaw. Eagerly waiting for my girl to wake up who was unconscious on the bed with a bandaged wrist.How dare she ? How can she take her life for that low life ? Is he really her friend or is there something hidden between them ? Only my Sugar can answer my queries. I took the vase and threw it on the floor. Jealousy is burning in my every nerve. " You had made a huge mistake Sugar . Wake up fast the hell that you didn't taste until now is waiting for you ", I whispered in her ear slightly caressing her cheek. I just sat beside her staring at her cute face. Her nose is red due to constant crying before. I don't like the fact seeing her condition.When I noticed that she had made a cut on her wrist everything around me had frozen. Ground under my feet slipped away. My heart ached when my mind clouded with negative thoughts. I have to make sure to implant a fear in her for me. The fear which she will nev
SITARA POV : I just sat in front of the mirror like a broken doll. Am too tired to even cry and also too afraid to make him angry. He showed me an obsessed person in him yesterday. I didn't mean to cut my wrist but it happened by fault. But he didn't even have given a chance to explain before brutally whipping me. After he burnt my hand he carried me to his room . He delicately treated my hand like he was not the person who burnt it. I have to do something to escape from this obsessed person. His love towards me is so dark that it will cloud me and burn me .Yesterday, I witnessed his madness. I somehow thought that he is not a normal person but yesterday he gave me a reason to. In his madness , he killed an innocent. Viraj is dead because of him . " Not him , you are the reason he died ", my subconscious yelled at me.I will agree with it. If only I didn't get his help. If only I didn't make Viraj my friend then he must be alive and live his life peacefully with his mother." Am
SAMRAT POV :Am checking the CCTV footage of the room where my Sugar locked herself. She is sleeping peacefully with her long hair spreading all over the bed. I took the spare keys and went towards her room. I opened it slowly so as not to disturb the beauty sleep of my beautiful little wife. " you know you can never win over me my little vixen", I murmured and laid beside her wrapping my arms around her petite and sexy waist. Her smell is very intoxicating. I love each and every bit of her. I felt bad looking at her burnt hand. She surely gets on my nerves. I can predict that she will surely make a scene once she wakes up. I don't want to send her to college . Why does she have to study when she can have anything that she earns at her feet. I can bring the whole world to her feet but can't let her free. I only hope that she will drop the idea of continuing college. Otherwise she will be only get hurt by me. I don't know when I felt asleep caressing her soft hair. " Ahhhhhh",
SITARA POV:I groaned loudly when my sleep was broken . I am not feeling my soft fluffy pillow under me but something hard. I instantly opened my eyes and looked up only to find Samrat sleeping and my head is on his hard chest. I tried to get away from him without waking him up but failed miserably. " Good morning Love ", he said with a smile making him look more handsome. His morning look is a sight to watch and that too with a smile. I hate him for his evil doings but the fact is I am also a girl and not any girl will be there not to fall for him in her senses. I remembered everything and am grateful for him in making my mood cheer up. Now I will make my mother regret what she has done. I prepared my mind well not to cry for the people who are not worth able for my tears to shed ." you are becoming ill mannered Sugar ", Samrat brings me back from my thoughts with his deeo husky voice." Sorry morning ", i greeted back and was going to get up from his chest but my hand slipped
The whole house of Sinha is utterly silent. Aadhya and Dipti are in the kitchen while rest of the ones are in their respective rooms. When Samrat came back to home from work he found it weird. It's very rare to find the Sinha house silent. He concluded that something is off when he found Sitara nowhere. The girl who is very much excited to visit her home back is lonely locked herself in their room .He went to their to check on her. Samrat is not feeling well about the situations happening around Sitara. He is not even liking when he hears the aweful words her family uses on her. That's why he decided to take her away from everyone but his stubborn wife didn't gets his point. When he entered his room he is greeted with only darkness. He switched on the light and found Sitara on the coach while a pillow on her lap. He went towards her and took a seat beside her. " Sugar , what happened ", he inquired looking at the girl who is sitting with a sad frown on her face. " Sugar...", he
" Look Sitara, today Kriti is coming here for the puja ceremony next day , I expect you to be on your best behaviour. Don't create a scent and don't hurt her with your words ", Aadhya ordered Sitara who is helping Dipti by chopping vegetables. Sitara just nodded but Dipti seen the hurt in her eyes. By each passing second Dipti is getting more suspicious. She found her crying in the lawn after coming out of Abeer's room. " I will find out Sitara if you turn out to be innocent then no matter what I will help you ", Dipti decided firmly. Soon after they heard some noise from the hall and went out to check only to find kriti and her husband Krishna. They warmly welcomed the couple happily. Angad gave a hug to kriti and kissed her forehead. When Sitara seen it her heart ached. The brother who can't even see her getting hurt is now not present in him. Angad noticed Sitara and felt bad for her but he soon composed and left from there. Samrat is not present as he has an important meeting
Sitara is sleeping with out any care after her outburst on Samrat. To her surprise Samrat did not hurted her . She slowly opened her eyes and found no one on the other side of the bed. She just ignored it and done with her morning activities. She took a red color kurta and worn it. " please god , make my day better ", she pleaded and made her way downstairs. She found Angad and Samrat in the living couch having coffee. The sight made her feel happy. Since she learned about marriage things she always prayed that her brother would have to get along with her husband then only she can have him in her life forever. But the circumstances changed everything. What sin she had done that he got a husband who made her life miserable with his selfish thoughts that she is meant to be only his.Her eyes glittered but she soon composed herself and went to meet her dad Abeer. She knocked on the door and waited for the reply. How much her life changed with in one year. The girl who is the life of
Sitara woke up a little later than usual. She hurriedly got ready to not intend to meet her mom's bitter words early in the morning. Samrat is nowhere to be found in the room . She went downstairs to find him. But he is not there. She concluded that he might have gone out. Sitara slowly entered the kitchen not to grab her mother's attention who is busy in cutting vegetables. But to her bad luck Aadhya noticed her. " So , the princess is awake now , what should I do for your highness ", she mocked with an angry expression on her face. " Mom , I slept late last night that's why I woke up late ", she replied. Sitara made up her mind to bring the love for her in her mother's eyes like before . She hopes to make everything perfect. She slowly walked towards her mom and hugged her. Aadhya pushed her back. Sitara's eyes turned teary but she held them back." Maa , I am sorry . Please be with me like old times ", she pleaded with tears on the edge.She didn't get any reply . " Maa, ple
Sitara is staring at the ceiling blankly as sleep is nowhere near her while Samrat is sleeping peacefully. His face is very halm that makes her confused as he is the same devil or not. By staring at the ceiling continuously she recalled the memories where her own destruction has started. Sitara is very happy for her family as the no. 1 business tycoons are making relations with them . She thought that Kriti would be happy to become a wife to the most eligible bachelor. " Sitara , please go and help your sister to get ready , the groom's family are waiting for her ", Aadhya her mother said to her as she is busy arranging the sweet plates in the tray. Sitara nodded and started running towards her sister's room . On the way she bumped into something which she assumed to be a wall and started murmuring while it turned into a well muscled chest. She mumbled a sorry and left from there. But the looks that were drilling on her back are not went unnoticed but she just shrugged it off.
They all reached Sitara's home. But Sitara's face turned emotionless. Her heart is aching when her mother Aadhya didn't even bother once to inquire about her burnt hand instead taunted her. Samrat and Sitara left for their room. Getting irritated by Sitara's silence Samrat decided to break it. " If you are not comfortable here then we will leave love , then you don't have to suffer with these people anymore ".Sitara looked at him blankly. But her face turned furious when she identified his hidden meaning. He wants to take her away from everyone and wants to cage her in his prison where no one will be there to talk with her except him."To which level you will scoop Samrat, don't ever try to manipulate me , am warning you. And the people who you are talking about are my family , they will understands me one day ", she replied with disgust. " Hope so ", he uttered and took the coach . Soon samrat engrossed in his work while Sitara is arranging closet. A knock on the door disturb
SAMRAT POV :My heart is aching with the fact that she is not feeling my love towards her. Am trying my best to hide her from the cruel world outside and make her feel protected. Why can't she just understand my care for her ?. Is it my fault that my love for her is too much ? She has to feel special that I will be the best husband for her. No worries I will make sure that she understands my love, my care , my everything for her . " Get ready Sugar. Get ready to face the real world from which I saved you". I have to do this to make her understand . She has to know that I will be the only one whom she can rely on. When I found her unconscious for two days I almost lost my soul. In those two days I tried to suppress my anger. But Sitara as Sitara always acts stubborn and tests my sanity. " Sorry Sugar, you are going to suffer this whole month or more until you realise my love and care for you". I took my phone and informed my mother about our arrival. I went to my room only to f
SITARA POV:The week passed like nothing. Samrat went out for some work leaving me all alone in this hell hole mansion. I don't know how to feel about this. I am earning for his arrival. As much as I hate him near me , something in me craves for him.He is the only one with whom I am allowed to talk. Everyday is the same routine . I wake up, eat , sleep , stare at the garden from my balcony and do some paintings. Yeah , he sent me some paintings and video games to kill my boredom. I didn't felt like eating anything but I don't want that devil hurt that girl Maya . I gave an apology to her the other day which she reflected with just a nod. And I indeed decided not to make it difficult for her . But are they enough for a teenager who has just learnt to spread her wings. As soon as I spread my wings they are chopped by the devil. Like a storm everything shattered in my life. I don't know how many tears I need to shed more to overcome my pain. No one is around me. Even my own family d