"You might be wondering why a famous business tycoon like me was interested in you so much?"Andrew asked, taking baby steps towards Khushi. Khushi was shivering in fear thinking what could be his next move. "Don't scare from me, Khushi. Actually my wife cannot become a mother and she hid this truth from me. But my family wanted a heir for our empire so they wanted me to divorce my wife and get married again with someone who would be able to give birth to my child. But I refused to do so because I love my wife so much. My wife suggested that I might adopt a child from any orphanage but this time I refused to do so because I only wanted my own blood, my own child to rule over my empire whom I built with my hard work.",Andrew said sitting on the bed. " Bu.. But what do you want from me? "Khushi stuttered, looking at him in her fearful voice. " I chose you Khushi to give birth to my child so you are going with me to my place where I will keep you until you give birth to my child and th
Abeer guided Khushi to lie down, delicately arranging the pillows and covers to cocoon her in warmth. He sat beside her, his gaze fixed upon her fragile figure, watching over her with unwavering devotion. The soft glow of the lamp bathed the room in a warm ambiance, casting a serene light upon their shared moment.A sense of calm descended upon the space as Abeer's presence provided a shield against the darkness that had enveloped Khushi's heart. His eyes never wavered from her, capturing every subtle shift in her breathing, every flicker of emotion that danced across her face.The minutes turned into hours, and Abeer remained steadfast by Khushi's side, his unwavering presence unwavering. Time seemed irrelevant as his sole focus was on her well-being, on creating a sanctuary where she could find respite from her fears.As Khushi's shivers gradually subsided, replaced by the gentle rhythm of sleep, Abeer's heart swelled with a profound sense of gratitude. In that peaceful moment,
As the morning sun began to cast its gentle rays through the window, Abeer slowly emerged from the depths of slumber, his eyes fluttering open. Abeer's heart skipped a beat as he woke up, his eyes darting around the room in confusion. Abeer's gaze instinctively shifted to the space beside him, expecting to find Khushi peacefully nestled in her bed. However, to his astonishment, the place where she should have been lay empty, void of her familiar form. Panic surged through his veins as he realized Khushi was not there, her absence leaving an emptiness that sent a shockwave through his entire being. The once warm and comforting space beside him now felt cold and desolate, as if a vital piece of his world had been cruelly snatched away. "How could I be so careless? How did I forgot about her and sleep for so long while looking after her?" Abeer started cursing himself, realizing the situation in front of him. A wave of shock coursed through Abeer's veins, electrifying every in
Abeer's mind raced as he recalled the previous night's incident, when he had lifted Khushi in his arms like a bride, saving her from Andrew's grip.Panic surged through Abeer as he witnessed Khushi's vulnerable state. Unsure of how to react, he found himself at a loss. The hotel manager quickly called an ambulance to take Khushi to the hospital for a checkup.Throughout the entire journey, Abeer tightly held Khushi's hand, unwilling to take any chances of losing her. He sat beside her, keeping a constant watch over her."Listen to me, Khushi. Speak to me. Look, Arnan is here with you. You're safe now, Khushi. Please, talk to me. I beg you. Just once, please talk to me," Abeer pleaded, tears streaming down his face."She's not conscious at the moment, sir. Please try to understand and cooperate with us. We need to run several tests and then we can give you an accurate update on her condition," responded the nurse, who had been observing Abeer's distraught state of mind.As soon as the
The moment my heart began pounding rapidly, I realized I was deeply in love with her. This new feeling was unfamiliar to me, which is why I hadn't recognized it earlier. However, when the old woman made me aware of my love for her, everything became clear as day. I wanted to learn about her past traumas and help her overcome them. It wasn't just because she had saved my life, but because I always prioritized her safety whenever we went out. My heart would skip a beat every time I caught a glimpse of her smiling face. Before I knew it, I had fallen deeply in love with her, and she had become an integral part of my life whom I couldn't bear to lose. That's why I couldn't help but feel jealous whenever she grew close to Christian. I became impatient, constantly searching for things that would bring her happiness whenever she was sad. I couldn't bear to see tears in her beautiful eyes, and it worried me whenever she suffered in her nightmares. After my mother, she was the second wom
As Damian reminisced about the past, memories of his younger sister flooded his mind. He cherished the moments they had spent together, their laughter, their adventures, and their bond. However, today was different. His sister was not there, and a sense of sadness washed over him.He thought about their childhood times where they used to play in the park, running around and sharing secrets. They would chase each other, climb trees, and create imaginary worlds of their own. Their innocent laughter echoed through the air, filling their hearts with joy.They had also been each other's confidants, supporting and comforting one another during difficult times. Damian remembered how his sister would listen attentively to his worries, offering a comforting presence and wise advice beyond her years. Her absence made him yearn for that connection once again.As the memories continued to play in his mind, Damian couldn't help but feel a deep longing for his sister's presence. He missed the
"I couldn't comprehend how Abeer could be responsible for your sister's death, Damian," Stella said, her face etched with confusion."They were actually lovers," Damian replied, turning to face Stella."What? Lovers?" Stella exclaimed, taken aback by the revelation."Yes, you heard it correctly. My sister was deeply in love with him. She trusted him wholeheartedly, and that's why it devastated her when she discovered his betrayal," Damian explained, his voice heavy with sorrow."Why didn't you intervene if you were aware of the situation, Damian?" Stella inquired, her eyebrows furrowing."She kept the entire affair hidden from me until I stumbled upon the truth myself," Damian replied, his tone tinged with regret."How did you eventually find out?" Stella asked, her curiosity piqued."I had sent her to London for further studies, where she met him. He was there for a business meeting. My sister had no knowledge of his true identity as a mafia. She believed him to be a successful busin
"Will she accept a Mafia in her life? This is the first time I've ever been so terrified just thinking about it," Abeer's heart raced as he contemplated the consequences of revealing the truth."Did you know that overthinking is harmful to your health?" Khushi's voice came from behind, causing him to turn and interrupting his train of thought."Oh! I wasn't thinking about anything," Abeer tried to come up with an excuse."Really? Then maybe you were ignoring me when I called your name from the kitchen a few minutes ago," Khushi raised an eyebrow."Sorry, I didn't hear you. I was just lost in my thoughts," Abeer stumbled while trying to explain himself."See, you just admitted that you were preoccupied with your thoughts," Khushi said, crossing her arms."Oops!" Abeer slipped, realizing he had been caught red-handed.What were you thinking so deeply, Arnan? Is there something bothering you?", Khushi questioned, sitting beside him, keeping her hand on his shoulder."Umm.. Yes.. Actually