2. First Time

RAAHI

I went apathetic when I felt his lips on mine. I couldn't understand how should I react or what should I do. On one hand, I wanted to push him away with all the strength I had in myself, while on the other, I was scared. I was scared of the people who were there in the club, looking at me and this unknown guy, but most importantly I was scared of him. 

This was the first kiss of my life, I expected my first kiss to be a blissful one, something full of magic, love and passion. But instead, here this man, whom I barely know, was kissing me without even seeking my consent and I couldn't even react.

The next moment he left my lips and looked at me straight in my eyes. "I think, now it isn't necessary to convey who am I to you anymore," he spoke with a mild chuckle on his face as he held my hand and pulled me out of the club.

My mind had stopped working then, I couldn't think of anything else. I was just scared... So much scared that I couldn't figure out how to react to whatever happened to me in the past few minutes.

As he pulled me out of the club, he pushed me right on the seat of his car and tried to tie the seatbelt. That was the moment, I realised that I have to act, or this can be very dangerous for me.

"What are you doing? Leave me," I cried out as he was buckling my seat belt. I was getting angry, but he wasn't in any mood to react or let me go. Because before I could react in any way, he started the car and drove it away really speed.

"Who the hell are you? And where are you taking me to? And why did you kiss me without even my consent? Who gave you the right to do that?" I pondered him with my questions the moment I gathered some courage to talk to him. I knew one thing, if I had to keep myself safe, I had to fight.

"I am Arhaan Awasthi, and from now, you are mine and no one can pull me apart from you, not even you. Do you understand Miss Raahi Ahuja?" He replied in a tone that felt like he had any authority over me. 

"Yeah, like I would listen whatever you say to me. Just shut up," I snapped back at him in anger. He was getting on my nerves.

But the next moment, he grabbed my wrist tightly while driving. The grip was so tight that it was hurting me too much. The pain I felt gave way to tears that rolled down my cheeks as I looked at him for mercy. 

"It's hurting me," I sobbed as I tried to release myself from his clutches. But he felt inhuman, my tears, my pain didn't matter to him at all. At that moment, it felt like, the only thing he wants is that he would do anything to shut me up. My cries were deaf to his ears.

But there was something else in him too, which I couldn't deny at that moment. He didn't check me out or look at my body. It felt like he isn't interested in it. His eyes were just stuck at my face. But those deadly black eyes, whenever it looked at me, I felt like it pierced through my heart just to reach my soul and threaten me. And that look from him was working, I was scared, really very scared. 

As I kept on pleading with him to leave my hand, he stopped his car right in front of my hostel after a few minutes. He then left my hand. I looked at my wrist, it had turned red as the marks of his fingers were stamped on it.

"Go inside," he told me in a cold voice. I looked at him in surprise.

"I said, go inside," he yelled the next moment. His voice was so scary that I flinched and without wasting a single moment got down from the car.

"Till the time, you won't reach your room, I will be waiting here," he spoke in a demanding tone. I didn't know how to react, and I was so scared that I quietly followed his orders.

I entered the hostel, went straight to my room and glanced at the car from the windows in such a way that he could stop me.

The next moment, I heard the engine starting and then the car drove away.

The moment it happened, I fell on the floor and started crying badly. I couldn't figure out what happened all of a sudden, how did my life change in a couple of hours and what could I do about it? Nothing. I am here, sitting in my room, scared and crying like a kid.

For a second, I thought about why shouldn't I inform my parents. But then, I reminded myself, that my parents have a conservative mentality. And if they hear about this, my mom and dad will be concerned about me and call me home to live with them. They won't let me study further here. While the other relatives would say that it might be my fault, I must have provoked the guy, and they will make my life a living hell with their taunts.

I didn't want that, I couldn't give up on my dreams due to a bad guy. The price I have to pay is too much and I am not willing to pay that. I will fight with that guy, no matter what, he can't control my life. I won't ever let him do that.

END OF FLASHBACK

ARHAAN

I somehow managed to get up from the floor and settle myself on the bed. This house seems empty without my wife and my daughter. It haunts me. They are mine, how can they leave me?

What would be Arohi doing right now, is she okay? If Arohi suffers from any kind of pain, I will definitely teach Raahi a lesson that she could never forget. 

Well, Raahi, my wife. She is the most beautiful woman in this world. She is someone, I can never take my eyes away from. She is perfect for me, Arhaan's Raahi. Yeah, it has a nice ring to it.

I can't forget, when I saw her for the first time, seventeen years ago. That day is still the most blissful day of my life. Because that day, I found her, my life and my wife.

FLASHBACK

It was the first day of college and I was excited about it. This university is my dream university and I would forever cherish the fact that I got my admission here. Well, all thanks to dad, to be honest, he did take care of the principal. Due to that, I got a seat in this beautiful place.

Well, I was eager then. I have heard people saying that many great love stories start blooming in this college and I badly wanted mine to bloom here. I was not interested in any kind of friendship or bullshit, I just wanted one thing, a girl, who would be my possession and I was damn sure I would get it.

And wow, the first day of college didn't disappoint me at all.

At the University entrance, I saw her, for the very first time. She was beautiful, long wavy hairs which reached to her hips, fair skin, perfectly carved body, a beautiful killer smile and above all, brown innocent eyes. She didn't have any makeup on her face, unlike the other girls I saw in the college and her outfit exhibited her simplicity as well, the light blue top and black jeans. She was a perfect girl who was filled with innocence. 

The way she dressed up and walked perfectly explained she wasn't like those whores who do makeup and walk around to lure the guys. I was damn sure she wouldn't have touched a boy in her life. She was exactly what I wanted, innocent, naive and simple. She was in her purest form, untouched and holy. 

And that was the day, I decided on one thing. Innocence won't reside in her eyes, if someone will reside, it would be me. "SHE IS MINE."