I run my hand through my hair in exasperation. I couldn't find her anywhere. If she hasn't boarded the plane. Where could she be? I've tried her number again and again. It's still switched off. I haven't felt empty before.
My phone rings. Immediately I answered, " Dad, is she home? " My chest is heaving with fury. My jaw tensed, my teeth grind in the attempt to control my anger as I wait for him to reply.
" I'm sending you an address. She must be there. Or they could know. Where's she? " Dad says.
I don't have time to ask for the details. I'll ask about it later. First, I want her close to me.
Disconnecting the call, I click on the text. I rush to the car out of the airport.
" Is she home? " Karan asks.
'' I don't know. Dad has sent an ad
I stare at the socks down on my feet. I tap my feet nervously on the floor. It's making a soft sound. I'm not feeling that monster's touch on me anymore. There's another problem. Whenever I see my bare feet, last night flashes before my eyes. That wasn't my intention. I'm feeling strange in a good way after consummating our wedding. I glance at myself in the mirror, where my skater skirt ends on my thighs and my black socks reach them. I shake my head and remove them. I grab high knee shoes. My black top is full sleeves and clings to my body. I put my hair down to hide my curves. It's at least helping. I was planning not to see my husband today. When I woke up he was already draped into a dark suit. It's matching with his hair, giving him a dapper look. He's in his office. Girls must be gawking at him. I thin my lips and grab my purse. I need to distract myself from our last night now.&nb
My husband walks beside me. His hand is resting on my lower back. I get to know him more. Lunch was great with him. He is talking in Spanish on the phone. I know a few words. Now, I don't wanna go home and face his mother. Pretty girls pass through us. My eyes are already on my husband. He gives them barely a second of his attention before he looks straight. I glance at them. They give me a hateful look. I actually smile. I want my husband to be more beautiful than me. I want all eyes on him, but his eyes on me. I purse my lips to hide my smile. He shoves his phone back in his pocket, " I'm driving you home." He says. " No, You have a lot of work in the office," I say to him. The girls are still looking at him for his gaze to turn on them. He sighs in dismay at my response, " Sure? " He asks. " I trust
He attended the dinner with a relaxed expression, but his jaw was slightly tight all the time. I kept my head down, eyes on my plate. Fortunately, Mini was so deep in her thoughts. That she couldn't pay much attention to me. Sippy was looking upset and her phone captured her entire attention. I promised myself to talk about it later. It was my husband, who kept my brain occupied all the time. He's short-tempered. Is he? Something stirred in him yesterday when he couldn't see me where I should be. I stare at his dramatic v-line of the strong body as he comes out of the shower. His one hand is at his side and with the second he is rubbing the towel in his wet hair. He throws the towel at the back of the chair. He looks over me, gradually he covers the gap, his amber eyes caress my body. He lays next to me and curls his strong arm around my stomach. I'm s
I drape myself in a bathrobe and walk out of it. I glance at the red roses over the nightstand. Bare Feet I walk over the marble floor. It's looking cool against my soles. I extend my hand and touch the soft petals. My phone vibrates against the wooden. I gaze at it. Get ready, baby. We're getting late for the function. Mini's text message pops up instantly. I hear the sound of soft giggling. I glance at the hall. Mini is leaning against the wall, " Beautiful roses, " She smirks. I take steps away from it and stride toward the cupboard, " I was just watching them. " I say to her. " Should I help you? " Sippy asks. Last night I almost forgot to talk to her. She is perfectly hiding it behind her smiling face. I'll take her when no one around two of us. I can't make the surroundings for Mini stressful.
The room feels lonely without him. I take a last look at myself in the mirror. My phone pings on the nightstand. I turn to get it. ' Can I see you? ' - Husband. I smile at his demand. I click my picture in a saffron gown and send it to him. I put it back and wait for him to reply. I don't get a reply. I contort my lips. I hold my clutch along with the phone and head out. Mini is standing alone with Karan, " Where is Sippy? " I ask. My brows crease in confusion. " She isn't feeling well," Mini says. I turn on my heels instantly, " Mina will stay with her. Don't worry. " She says. " We're not staying there long. " I ask her. " I'm planning the same. Everyone wants to know when I'm going to marry." Karan clenches his jaw.&nb
I loosen my tie and pull it away. I dart my eyes around, " Jaan! " I usually found her getting ready for bed or reading something on her phone. I walk over to the hall. There's no sign of her, " Suhana! " My voice raises and I turn to the washroom. She isn't visible in the room. I rake my gaze one more time around the room. I walk over to the desk after sighting a note and narrow my eyes. My phone vibrates in my pocket. I fish it out. She has messaged me from Fb. I click on the text immediately. ' I'm switching off my phone, I'm on a flight. I'll call you after reaching there. Please, don't get mad at me. ' " What's the fuck it this! " I run my hand in my hair. I click on Kabir's number. I didn't wait for him to say anything, " My wife has recently boar
He slams the door as he gets out of the car and leaves me alone in the car. I stare out of the window. Karan opens the door for me. He takes a step back and crosses his arms over his chest. He stares down at me. " Don't give me that look. Your brother has done a lot. " I sigh and step out of the car. " I haven't seen him so disturb before." He drops his arms with a heavy sigh, " You should tell him. He didn't eat, drink. He... " He rakes both hands in his hair, " Don't do this again," he says. " I'll tell you next time instead of him, " I say to him and close the door behind me. " Seriously! You gotta be kidding me." He stares at me again. " He's pretty mad. I left a note for him." I glance back at the mansion, " Where are we? " I ask, changing the topic. " One of our properties." H
I stare at my bare feet. I feel the tingle sensation running under my skin. Instantly, I pull my knees to my chest. The sun is up. I haven't stepped outside of the room. I had my breakfast in my room. I ate half of it. I've no appetite. No one knocks on the door. I stare at the water. It's calm. I wanna go out but I don't wanna message him and give details of it. " Hi, " I snap my head back, " Rahul! " My lips part in a big smile. He's the one person who'll never judge me. " Why look upset? " He furrows his brows. I bite my lower lip, " Can you take me out? " I ask him. " Little Suhana is missing her angle. Would you like to meet her? We can have ice cream and whatever you like. " He says smilingly. " Sounds great. I need to change." I say to him. 
I stare at my image in the mirror. I'm draped into a baby pink gown, pink plump heels, pink lips. I gulp. I never imagined myself in pink colour. It still seems unbelievable that he's behind bars and Harleen helped me. He's found guilty. It has been a month. I don't wanna think about bad memories of my life. I've promised myself to start a new life with my husband. No shadow of my past. We've completed six months of this wedding. Arnav is taking me out, it's another date. He always surprises me and fills my life with happiness. ' My first sight love,' My phone pings, grabbing my attention. I smile, glancing down at his name. I click on it. Arnav brought this dress last night for me. I didn't
She was sleeping when I left for my office. I was waiting for her to make a move. She contacted him via FB when she couldn't get her phone. He called her daily from a private number. It's impossible that I'll put her in danger. When I was in my office. She booked a flight to India. She was doing it again. She was planning to go away without informing me again. "Sir, the plane is ready," Kabir says, walking into my office. I nod my head and grab my phone from the desk. I heave deeply as I dial a number. He answers on the first ring. "Hi, brother." "Are you ready?" I ask. I trace my fingers on the photo frame. Her tongue is stuck out, her eyes are smiling. I glanced at her with a smile. Karan clicked this. Beginni
I'm on the verge of tears. I drop my phone in my handbag. I grab our wedding picture from the nightstand and slip it into the handbag. I sit down on the couch. I grab a paper and pen. ' I'll come home soon. Three or four days! I also need to tell you something. Please, don't get mad like last time. ' I put the pen back. I crack my knuckles. I don't know anything about yesterday. He can do anything, harm me, kill me. I don't know if I'll be able to see my husband again. After knowing what happened in my past, I'm not certain about Arnav. The complicated question is - will he accept me? I'm scared to lose him. After a deep sigh, I throttle the pen between my fingers. I scrub the pen over the paper. &nbs
After they left for California. I returned to our room. I remove my heels and dupatta, putting them on the edge of the mattress. This dress is showing my cleavage. I frown at it. I'm alone in the room. I don't feel it necessary to cover it with a dupatta. I couldn't grope the closet. It's the biggest one. It would take hours. Biting down on my lip, I head toward its door. I swipe the back of my hand over my forehead. I have looked through every possible place. I started from his files, clothes. I couldn't get it anywhere. "Are you looking for something?" I startle and pivot on my heels. He isn't wearing his shirt, only his slacks he wore before
I keep looking at him. My cheek is pressed hard against the pillow. I want it to swallow me. He fastens his cufflinks. There's grace in his every small move. I'm the opposite of him. I'm quarrelsome sometimes, I'm always ready to fight for my rights. He's calm like a calm sea. He handles things with love. He knows to make my anger disappear. I blinked, breaking the spell of my thinking of him. He buttons his waistcoat and grabs his coat from the couch. A chill rakes my body seeping into my bones. The thought of parting from him always frightens me, unsettles me. He inclines down. My nose fills with cedar, sandalwood, Basil. His fingers slide in the back of my head. He pecks on my lips. We greet each other with our genuine smiles. "Don't go anywhere witho
I press my back against the side of the pool and stretch my arms out, gripping the ledge. I haven't felt so stressed before. I can see her from afar. She's still under doss. She should wake up. Pehu couldn't say anything. She doesn't wanna say anything until she talks to her. I stormed out of my office when I got a call from my mother. I clench my teeth. I respect her because she's my mother. She shouldn't do this to her. I shake my head and pull myself out of the pool. I grab the towel and rub it on my nape and head. I slip into a white boxer. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I don't know. Will she remember me this time? I touch her cheek slightly with the
It was a fatiguing day. My feet are aching walking in heels. He didn't leave my side. His arm stayed around me as he's protecting me from something dangerous. I walk over to the pool after changing into shorts, kick off my slippers, and stick my legs in the water. I smile at him. He keeps himself afloat with small movements of his feet and waves of his strong muscular arms on top of the water. Our gazes lock. He slowly closes the gap between us until he’s directly in front of my legs. He places his hand on the edge as he glances up at me. He smiles. He gives a little push to his body, backward. With slow movements of his arm, he slides away from me. He slinks underwater for a few seconds. When he comes back up again, he wipes all his hair out of his forehead. He ra
Pehu suggested this to me. I hate to see her in pain. But I want her memory to be restored. I couldn't ignore the sheen of pain when she glanced at the counter near the door. I grab the forks and put them on the tray. I unclip the apron and glance at her. She's breathing heavily, "Suhana, what's it?" Immediately, I saunter forward and cup her cheeks. She swivels her neck looking into my eyes. I observe her in concern. "Can we go back to our room? I don't like this place." She says, biting on her trembling lower lip. Tears gathered in her eyes. She blinks staring in my eyes and tears roll down. "S***!" I curl my arm around her waist. Tugging her to my chest, I swipe her in my arms. Her face pressed against my chest and her arms tightened around my neck.
A sense of being watched pickles along my skin as the hair on my back rises. I glance back, snapping my eyes around. I could get nothing. That feeling is still seated inside me. "Are you looking for me?" Harleen says as she stops before her. She's dolled up in a black shoulderless tight gown, exposing her cleavage. I chose to stay quiet. She snorts when I just stare at her. "I was thinking of you as an intelligent woman." She tightens her red lips. "Should I say, you're not welcomed here?" Mini snaps. She glares at Harleen. Her grip tightens around the glass she's holding. "Your mother is so possessive," Harleen mocks her, twisting her lips. "Stay away from h