His eyes were glimpsing with possessive glint. He left me last night with wandering thoughts. I'm concerned about how this will happen? We could elope yesterday. He picked to come back here. He's the bravest man, he's the king of a huge menacing group of people.
I palm my forehead. He has hired a personal beautician for me. I'm not looking at the same girl I saw myself in my daily life. I swallow hard as I gather my thoughts together. The ends of my hair are curled, makeup is giving me a look of a celebrity. The pistachio and golden lehenga is heavy with heavy embroidery work on them, with net dupatta and yellow and white roses' jewellery.
"Wow! So beautiful! " Saavi says and hugs me from behind. She is looking so glad. This smile comes on her lips only when she gets the most wanted thing.
I giggle, "Than
My arms and cheeks are covered with Haldi and milk' mixer' paste. Saavi and Sim are smiling ear to ear. But I'm not sure about me. I don't know what I'll do when I'll part from him after divorce. He has promised me a house. I can do a teacher's job. I can come back home. My family will take me in. But what next! They will think about my remarriage. I don't want an arranged marriage. I glance at my father. He smiles at me. I smile back. They don't know I'm married. Yuvaan could tell them. He did not. My family is happy but I could not push away unsettling feelings when I found fear in my father's eyes. When I wake up every morning, I'm used to them being around me, this will change! New life, though it's temporary, I'm scared. He's not just a businessman, what I was thinking. I don't care what my father does behind my back, but he's a good person. He loves my mother. He loves his kids. I nod my head at my father, beckoning h
All were looking too excited today. Sim was wearing a blush pink lehenga and Achraj matching sherwani. She was looking so happy. I couldn't ignore Achraj' gaze on me while laavans. My heart shudders at the thought. I saw true love in his eyes. I hope it won't affect their married life. I'm worried about Sas but also relieved that Saavi is going to live with her. Sas, she's the prettiest bride and her mother-in-law is a beautiful and kind person. I'm still shocked. I'm trying to wrap my mind around what just happened. After signing the marriage papers, I was still feeling single. But now, we're married after the ceremonies. My heart is still beating in my ear. It's true. My unmarried life is over. I no longer belong to my family, but to my husband. Neither I'm feeling happiness nor sadness. It's time to leave now. It's making me giddy, every
My enemies are waiting to ambush. They'll seek to attack during the reception. I'm trying to be soft with her which is clearly not my nature, nor my brothers. They're smiling, pampering her because she's their queen. Our empire is run by three lions, by us. I'm the eldest one. Her family kept the truth of this dark world away from her, I wanna keep it concealed from her too. I got the gist behind this doing, but they brought her up without giving her any training. I can swear, she hasn't seen a gun and a pocket knife. I'm taking note of her every small gesture. She's naive. She doesn't even know what I've planned for her. She has to gain my trust if she wants her freedom. I don't think that I can act according to her thinking. I suppose she'll understand in some way, of course in a polite way. There's no fu*king way, I'll use violence with her. Arya and Ryan are protective, they're bound to a blood oath. She'll be safe with them. I still don't trus
I stare at the linear chandelier in the hall of our bedroom. It looks like the crown of the king. It's beautiful all white but not pure white and lavender blue walls, a luxury king size bed with an extra tall headboard, huge bedroom decor. Walls are shining like newborn glass. Grey wave type curtains and sheer ceiling type curtains are adding more charm. It feels like I've stepped into another world. I don't wanna wrap my mind around it. I sigh heavily. I rub my fingers over my forehead as it begins to pound. Clenching my phone, I push myself up and take the stairs. It'll chase me after my death too. Did I do the right thing? When I push the door open, my two gargantuan suitcases are laying at the foot of the bed. I haven't seen what my family has pac
My feet freeze when I hear her clearly. The determination pierces my heart. " I'll kill myself." She says again. Her grip on my arm begins to lose. I hoist her up. Her eyes close and her head falls back. She stops crying. I've heard people crying before. Her cries cut my heart deep. I ascend the stairs but stop. " What happened to her? " Arya asks. " I don't know, " I've seen girls with fighting skills. She knows a little but uses it fully. " I hear her saying... " He couldn't say a word. Death is a companion to us. I quicken my pace toward the clinic. My glance lands on Devon. His nose is bleeding. I would have killed someone if anyone dared to touch my brother. She broke his nose in front of me. She sneaked out. I shou
I sit on the top step. It will be easy to move down the stairs. I can't hop. it will send me to the hospital for days. I won't be able to attend any reception. " Love, did you fall? " Yuvaan ascends the stairs, two at one time. " No, I was... " I anxiously look at him. He extends his hand. Reluctantly, I hold his hand. He scoops me up, " It'll heal quickly. If you'll rest. No more mischief making. " He says. It stuns me, " I'm not a mischief-maker. " I shyly say. " Aren't you? " He cocks his eyebrows looking down at me. I shake my head, " If you have told me that you wanna go out. I would have come with you. " He says. He's right. I purse my lips, " I'm sorry. " I whisper. &nbs
I never regret my actions. Today, I felt it because of my brother. I'm always protective. My own brother has hurt my wife. My wife! I want to keep her safe, protect her, I fucking hate it when she cries. I can guess. No one made her cry before. She loves little things, she doesn't need expensive things to be happy. " We can't join you for breakfast tomorrow. We need to see business. Local mobs are creating problems." Arya says. " Hm, I'm coming with you. " I announce. " We're kings. He'll handle it. " Ryan says. They exchange a look. I decipher them from the core of my heart. They are disturbed by the incident this morning. I can feel the tension in the air. " Boss, " Maggi knocks on the door, " Dinner is ready.
A fleeting smile comes over my lips when last night's dreams are still hovering over my mind. I saw my family, my sisters. For a second, I thought. I'm back in my old life. But it's not happening. I can never forget him. I'm doubting I'll be able to smile without him. I turn on my back and freeze. I shut my eyes tightly. I open my eyes again. ' Why are we sharing a bed? He didn't tell me we are sharing a bed. My toes curl, when my gaze stops on his bare chest. He's truly very handsome. His hair is covering his forehead. Reluctantly, I forward my hand. My mind is chiding me to pull it back. That's not what we've signed the contract for. I don't know how to take the next step. I have imagined a married life with nothing more than care, laughing and understanding. My smile broadens when my fingers touch his sil
I look outside the window. The sunlight is bright. The sky is clear. My heart, it's feeling so much pain. I should be with my husband. We were going home. There's no sign of hope. Deep down I know, he'll come for me. Everything is going to be perfect. I didn't cry. But I want to shout as loud as I can in agony. So it could reach him. My inside is clawing at me, scratching the walls of my heart, telling me to run away from here. Eleanor is a sweet girl. She kept the worries away but for a short time. I can feel that emptiness "Love," Sas softly says in her sweet voice. "Good morning," I glance at her. The blurry sight of my tells, I don't know that it's there. "Hey," She pushes her body up with her palms against the mattress in less than a blink and wraps her arms around me to comfort me. She could h
It's silent. Sas leans against the wall and keeps her eyes out of the window, "The glass is thick. We can't break it. There's no furniture. Otherwise, we could take its help." Sas says. The remaining furniture is locked with a wooden floor. "Lay down," I told her. She whirls to see me, "I always think you are strong. You proved it today." She says. There's only sadness in her eyes. "I can't mull over what I don't have now. I've reason to be strong." I look at her. "I don't know. what would they do to us?" Her chin begins to tremble. I hurry at her and fold my arms around her, "They'll come for us." I promise her. This hope is giving me strength. He won't dare to harm us. He wo
His car stops in front of a mansion. His man opens the door for us. He climbs out first. I step out of the car behind him. He buttons his coat as he looks at the entrance as someone is waiting for him. I hold out my hand. Sas immediately wraps her fingers tightly around my palm. "Where are we?" Sas asks, digging her slender fingers in my palm. "My home," He says and takes long strides to get in. My heart is slamming against my chest. It could be dangerous too. Jack comes behind us. Sas refuses to move. I'm also afraid. Once we get in. We'll be at his mercy. He could do anything. I can see guards around us and his mansion holding their guns. "It must be his daught
Gradually my consciousness returns. My head is pounding. It's hurting and feeling as it will burst. Instead of a valour mattress, I'm feeling cold hard metal beneath my body. I can hear muffled crying. I know this voice. I recognized it immediately. I wasn't sure. I was dreaming or it was reality, someone was injecting me. I couldn't decipher, couldn't see him, it was dark around me. I can hear some mumbles too. But that isn't my concern for now. My concentration is on the familiar voice. I snap open my eyes when I hear my mind shouting at me that Sas is crying she must be in trouble. I squeeze my eyes again against the bright daylight. My heart is pounding in my ears. I blink rapidly, adjusting my sight against the bright light. Am I dreaming? I don't remember coming here.&
I swivel to face him. When Kadam told me she slipped in the washroom. I ask Vikas to tell the Pilot to be prepared. It was going to be six weeks. I was getting details of her every move. I'm not regretting my decision to start her training. It didn't merely distract her but she could keep herself safe. She's suffering from a high fever. The doctor has injected her. Ammi insisted that we should stay here until she gets well. It's not good for her health. She needs rest. She looks happy around her friend's company. "It can't be just Sunny. He's not powerful." Aasif swirls around the chair. He pulls me back from my thoughts. I clench my hands and stare out of the window, "He'll die but not open his mouth. His family is at stake. It's no use to waste time on
That night I fell asleep with his arms around me after our making. His arm is locked around me. I look for my clothes and his arm around me stops me from moving. I glance at his shirt on the marble floor. Pushing myself ahead, I try to grab it. My fingers still couldn't reach it. I watch it with a slight furrow between my brows. I tried one again. His arms tighten around my waist and tug me back to his hard chest, "What are you doing, Love?" He asks in his sleepy soft voice. Swivelling my neck I look at his face, "It's going to be seven. We need to dress up." I say. I push the locks of his dark hair away from his face, "Am I going to see your beautiful eyes?" My voice is barely above a murmur. He snaps his e
I stare at the roof, toying the hem of my blanket. I rushed to my parents home after climbing down the helicopter. I didn't dare to look at my phone again. It beeped and rang many times. I ignored it. The door of the room is still locked. Momi and aunts have knocked on it many times. I have a mystery to solve. I'm damn sure. It was a female voice, but I couldn't recognize it. Whoever it was, she's so clever. The scary part is I doubt it to be from our family. And they! They asked for Sas and me to go come with them. Whoever is she/he? She isn't a fan of Aasif and Yuvaan. Who could be? Only Aasif and Yuvaan can reply to me. I try to get my full attention on it. They are related. Aasif and Yuvaan, I've seen his family pictures with Yuvaan. The
I park the car behind his car and stare at my clutch in my lap. I take out my phone, stepping out of the Jeep. I hit on his number when there was no message on the screen. My heart begins to thud loudly. It's unreachable. I bring it before my eyes with pursed lips. I try it again. I stare at Kadam. He stands tall inspecting the surroundings, "Do you need to tell me something?" I've strong feeling. He knows. "Yes, ma'am. Boss will be busy." He says. I glance at him for more. He turns back to check the surroundings. I shake my head, "That's it?" I ask him. "Yes, ma'am." He says. I purse my lips again. When was he going to tell me? I click o
His lips curled up in a smile as he declared last night that we're going to his farmhouse. I force myself out of the single bed. Something strange happened. I grab my phone with a full grin on my face. It drops. He didn't message me today. He didn't even call. He has changed. Did he find someone? I shake my head. It's a bad feeling. I'm not gonna go through it. I step out of the bed. I try to focus on other things. I'm going to a farmhouse with them and I'm gonna see guava orchards, lemon orchards and vegetables. I doll up into a blue blouse with puffy full sleeves arms and a black shirt with a slit. I curled the end of my hair. Momi helps me to do the makeup. I'm determined