[Last chapter continued]Shakti ran to the bathroom and emptied her stomach. Rudra rubbed her back as she cried in his arms. She changed her dress, and he gave her anti-hangover drinks. She gulped them down and made weird faces.Rudra smiled at her. She lay down on the bed, and he went to attend an important call from his team. When he came back, Shakti was not in the room.Rudra looked for her in the room and the hotel lobby but didn't find her anywhere.At that moment, he literally forgot to breathe. He prayed for her safety. He ran out of the hotel and contacted the hotel managers. They, too, searched for her.Rudra was walking quickly near the empty street of their hotel, and there he found her dancing in the rain.Her moves were sharp, and her waist was moving like a snake. His eyes were glued to her body. Her dress was wet and clung to her body like a second skin.Rudra watched her like a passionate lover. He was possessive of her, and he knew this, but liking and loving weren’t
**The next morning:-**"Good morning," the silkiest yet sexiest voice she had ever heard whispered softly into her ear.His soft breath brushed lightly against her sweaty neck. She trembled in his tight hold and realized that she was on top of him.Rudra smiled again and pressed his lips to hers, giving her a sensuous morning kiss. Her eyes widened as he smiled while kissing her again.After the drunken incident at Davis-Porishma's wedding reception party, this was the most beautiful morning they had shared together.Their marriage was running smoothly.---**A Few Months Later:**“Kore,” Rudra banged on their bedroom door, impatiently waiting for her to come out. He had been waiting for two hours, but she had thrown him out of the room, locked herself inside, and gotten ready for the reception party of Neil and Aashmaan.“Wait!” Shakti yelled again, and he frustratedly ran his fingers through his hair.“Wait again? Aren't you done yet?” Rudra shouted, and after ten minutes, which felt
"But Mompi gave birth to Ansh, a single child. How's it possible?" Samantha finished, and everyone stilled in their place.But the person who was numbed was Rudra, who forgot to breathe.Rudra turned around and found Shakti standing behind him with the same expression as him.Rudra started to run like a maniac, and Shakti followed him."Rudra! Wait! Listen to me," Shakti called out to him.She understood him and knew how much his heart and mind were in a mess. She took a deep breath when she saw him standing in one place.But her steps halted when she heard him talking to Porishma. He wasn't actually talking but screaming on the phone.Rudra was not in his senses, and Shakti needed to control him; otherwise, he would hurt himself in his madness and senselessness."I'm asking you, Pari. Did Mompi give birth to twins?" Rudra asked, his breathing fast and short.Porishma didn't reply. She was in shock too, frozen for a moment. She placed her hands on her baby bump, tears welling up in her
**A Month Later**It had been a month, and everyone was happy with their lives, but Rudra was still in a mess.That night, Rudra dropped Shakti at home and went away. He neither returned nor called her. Shakti was still waiting for him, just as before, fulfilling the promises she made to him.**FLASHBACK (A week after Rudra dropped her at their house)**At The GOLDEN SUNSHINE CASTLE, NY:Porishma was just watching. Shakti was looking at the tigress, who was wounded because of the cruel fate of her husband.Aunt Asha, Porishma, and Ansh were all staring at her as her eyes were piercing through Davis.Davis was quiet too."I'm not here for a party. I'm here for justice. Justice for my husband. I'm here to inform you that if you ever come between Ansh and Rudra, it will not be good for you, Mr. Grey," Shakti said.Davis was just listening to her. Porishma was crying because of the revelation Shakti made about the lost unborn baby."I don't care who you are or how much money you have. I on
"I love you," Rudra said, and her eyes went wide as he smiled at her.Tears formed in her eyes, and she sobbed, encircling her arms around his neck."Why are you crying, Kore?" This was the softest tone Rudra had ever used with Shakti."I... I thought you would never say it," Shakti stammered, crying loudly.Rudra knew that because of him, she had suffered too much and all without any reason."Why?" Rudra asked, seeing his reflection in her eyes. He loved watching himself in her eyes."Because you love her..." Shakti whispered softly, referring to Mompi, and looked down after saying it."I still love her, but I can't ignore you either. I am giving you my whole heart, so handle it with care," Rudra said, and Shakti looked at him. He kissed her eyes, and she understood him."Good to know, husband, that you're trusting me with your heart," Shakti said and pulled him closer.He rested his forehead on hers and stared deeply into her eyes."Not just my heart, but also my life," Rudra said, a
[last chapter continued]"I'm here to finish my pending work," Porishma replied, searching for something to eat. Rudra observed her every move."And what work is that?" Rudra asked irritably, settling himself comfortably on the dusty couch.Porishma huffed in annoyance, still remembering how Rudra had spoken to her before.Rudra looked around the apartment and found everything placed back in its original place, just like before. He sighed and smiled, appreciating Shakti's hard work.That night, Rudra fell asleep on her lap, and after that, Shakti arranged the entire apartment as it had been earlier."Oh! Arjun needed a secretary, so I came here to join the panel," Porishma said, taking out a packet from her bag.Rudra's trance broke, and he looked at her as she munched on the chocolate popcorn."By the way, where are your husband and Ansh?" Rudra asked, looking around but not finding anyone."Oh my Goddess! I forgot to tell Ishu, and I didn't inform Arjun or Neil either," Porishma excl
In the town market, Shakti sat down on the stool, and her hands and legs were visible to the henna artist.Rudra was in his police uniform, and his dominant aura was making the henna artist very uncomfortable.Rudra was glaring at the henna artist, and the artist's whole body was shaking under Rudra's blazing eyes."Kore," Rudra called her, but Shakti didn't look at him.Rudra cleared his throat and looked at her again, but Shakti was angry and not in the mood to talk to him.The market was crowded with women, and all the seats beside her were almost full. Rudra was observing the surroundings, and the henna artist was applying mehendi on her hands and feet.Rudra was restless and impatient, too. He cleared his throat, but this time, Shakti stopped him with her taunts."Take a Vicks tablet and clear your sore throat," Shakti mocked Rudra, who was continuously clearing his throat again and again for her attention, but she didn’t look at him."Why this henna and all?" Rudra asked her, bu
The next morning, Rudra woke up and saw her decorating the temple and arranging the materials for prayer. His heart was pounding frantically because this was the first time he was experiencing something like this.The whole house was filled with soothing smells. She was fasting for him. She would not eat or drink, and it was all for him.Rudra was gazing at her, who looked very beautiful in a blue saree. Her glowing face was drawing him closer, and then he remembered she was fasting completely—no food, no water for the entire day and night.Shakti looked at him and said, "I cooked breakfast for you."Rudra shook his head and replied, "I'm fasting with you."She arched her brows at him."Are you sure?" she asked, and he nodded."I can manage myself. I'm more worried about you and your health," Rudra replied, and her heart skipped a beat."Don't worry. I'll be fine," Shakti said as she arranged the temple properly for the Teej festival."Go take a shower and don't forget about my blouse