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A soft music is playing in the background as Aryan is driving safely in the rain. Pakhi turned her gaze at her husband and asked,
" Your boss won't be angry at you, right?"
He smiled and shook his head side by side, " no, he won't. He is not as scary as you think."
" I didn't call him scary though. He is handsome and gentleman-"
" Shut your mouth, biwi before I do."
She smiled mischievously and continued speaking, " why can't you digest the truth? I thought some old arrogant man would be your boss, but he turned out to be exactly like the boss from Dark Romance."
" Dark romance? Please be precise," he said.
She smiled excitedly and cleared her throat, " you know they look like a green flag, so gentle man and so sweet but only for their wife or partner. For the world, they are dangerous and cunning. He looked exactly like that."
He made a face, " it describes a clown. How can someone be two-faced? Others should see us as we are. Why to fool people?"
She agreed, " like you showed me? Egoistic, controlling and so possessive."
" I am changed, Biwi," he defended himself.
" Ahn? It means, you are no longer possessive? I can praise your boss?"
He exhaled heavily and gripped the steering wheel tightly.
" You will no longer stop me from talking about handsome celebrities?"
It's not like she will. Once she falls in love, she is going to stay committed to only one man.
" Chup raho," he said bitterly.
( Shut up.)
She pinched his cheek, " such a cutie."
" I am not a cutie," he irked.
She laughed lightly and slid the strands of her hair behind the ear. After that none of them said a word and let the music take over the silence. The rain pattered on the car and the wiper moved continuously to clean water from the windscreen.
" The weather is getting very bad," Pakhi uttered.
" Hmm," Aryan replied.
" It's not safe driving at this time. Should we stop for a while?"
" And what will we do till then?"
" We can-"
Pakhi stopped in the middle when she noticed his smirk.
" Keep driving, you dirty minded man."
He pulled the brakes at a secluded area and unfastened his seatbelt before saying, " no.."
" Aye!"
She giggled and moved back when he leaned closer to her.
" Let's not waste this time," he said while laughing in between.
" Nooo!"
She pushed him back on his seat.
" Seriously? In the car? Have you lost your mind?"
" Yes, because of you," he unbuckled her seatbelt. Her eyes enlarged when he came over to her seat. She gasped as he pulled the lever of the seat and it flattened back.
" What-"
She looked back at the seat while he pushed her on it. He made a comfortable place for himself and hovered over her.
" Rukiye, pagal ho gaye hain aap?"
( Stop, have you gone mad?)
She put her hands on his chest.
" Pagal jaise?"
( Like?)
He dipped his face into her neck. She parted her mouth and refrained herself from moaning as he kissed her neck.
" We should not.. in the car.. ah!"
She let out a satisfied breath and closed her eyes instantly when he pulled her flesh with his teeth.
" You were saying something?"
He mumbled against her neck and closed his eyes before sucking her skin.
" Hn..vo," she felt out of words. Her hands rested on his shoulders and she tried to apply pressure to push him but ended up wrapping her arms around his back.
She arched her neck, giving more access to him and allowing him to mark her. Her heart beat accelerated and the rain added sensuality to their thrilling moment.
Pakhi startled and Aryan withdrew his face when a powerful lightning bolt flashes in the sky. He resumed his work but his wife felt a strange disturbance.
" Aryan..?"
He hummed while kissing all the way down to her breast. She sucked her own breath, realising where his lips were heading to.
" We should.."
She squeezed her eyes shut as he bit the high of her chest.
" Leave now," she completed herself.
She fisted her hands on his back as he kissed her cleavage and brought his face dangerously close to her breast. A line formed on her forehead and warmth consumed her body.
She wants to throw away the same saree which looked so beautiful to her. And she does not want to be shameless alone. Her husband should do the same.
" Ar..ah,"
She rolled her eyes as he nibbled on her flesh before bringing his lips closer to her right breast. Water droplets slid from the window continuously. They were unbothered by their surroundings and desired to keep moving forward in this process.
She opened her mouth slightly and inhaled a deep breath when he put his lips on her clothed nipple which was hardened by the contact of his lips and the intensity of the moment.
" Oh God!"
She hissed in pain when he bit her nipple before making himself clear,
" Not God but Aryan!"
She licked her lower lip, unable to measure the depth of his possessiveness. He brought his face up to her and she dared not to open her eyes. He palmed the side of her neck and claimed her lips.
She instantly gave in and kissed him back. Although he was dominating the kiss, she did not step back from fighting for it but failed adorably.
He chuckled in the kiss and she smiled shyly. She parted her mouth and he slipped his tongue into her mouth.
" I,"
He sucked her lower lip, " love,"
Her heart fluttered as he completed himself by giving a long peck on her lips, " you.."
Red hue coated her cheeks and she ran her fingers into his hair. She slowly opened her eyes and stared into his deep mesmerizing one.
His eyes never blink when he looks at her. The love is evident in his eyes. The man, who is popular for being arrogant, ruthless and disrespectful becomes a whole different person just for her. Is it because of love?
Her heart melted at the above realisation and she considered herself lucky to experience his love. How can someone keep loving for so many years without even meeting the person? She was young that's why he kept himself away but as she grew up they got separated due to fights. Still, he never tried to play dirty to meet her. It was when they started snatching her from his life forever , he used violence to marry her.
" Ajeeb hai," she chuckled amusingly.
( Strange.)
" Kya?" he asked and kissed her jaw.
( What?)
She stared at the ceiling of the car and said as he showered her neck and chest with kisses.
" Jo harkatein mujhe aapko pasand nahi tha, aaj.. vhi achi lag rahi hai."
( The things that I didn't like about you, I've started liking them.)
His movement stopped and eyelashes lifted. He moved his face back and looked into her eyes and she continued speaking with innocence and confusion both.
" Par kyu? Khin mai pagal to nahi ho gayi hun?"
( But why? What if I am gone mad?)
His heart skipped a beat. Is she falling in love with him?
She shook her head in disbelief, " you have made me crazy. I don't know what is happening to me. It seems messed up.."
" Oh my love," he whispered and joined his forehead with her.
" What?"
" Nothing, you should discover this on your own."
She smiled, " jitni choti mai dikhti hun uthi hu nahi. Bahut dimag hai mujh mein."
( I am not as young as I look. My mind is sharp.)
He moved his face back and stared at her amusingly, " really? How old are you?"
" 23. But I am the sister of SP-"
" Yeah yeah and you are very intelligent."
" Exactly," she smiled proudly.
" Then tell me what is happening to you?"
He tucked the strands of her hair behind the ear. Excitement was visible in his eyes to hear her upcoming words while she blushed and said,
" I think I have become soft hearted. And I have started feeling pity for you, that is why I have started to like your bad habits."
His smile dropped and he rolled his eyes.
" Stupid little princess," he remarked and got away from her.
" What?"
She sat straight and he sat comfortably on his seat.
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Shruti melted in the kiss in no second. The way he wrapped his arm around her waist screamed his possessiveness. His lips on her showed the intensity of his emotions which are very messed up. He is not good with words, so chose to make her understand through his actions.
She became so fragile in his arms when he sucked her lower lip. Suddenly, flashbacks of the past 2 months clouded her brain. More tears escaped her eyes and she pushed him away from herself. She pointed her finger at him while he stared at with bewilderment. His eyes were glossy as well.
" Do not freaking touch me! You have no right over me. You.. are..you are nothing to me," her voice cracked.
" Shruti-" he moved closer to her.
" NOOO!"
She pushed him back once again.
" You have no right to play with me, Mr. Chaudhary! You have no right to touch me like this when you do not goddamn love me!"
She wiped her tears harshly.
" Please listen to me," he requested.
" No I do not want to. When you threw papers at me and arranged a contract marriage, did you listen to me? When you made the decision of divorce, did you ask me? Then why do I listen to you now, huh?"
She threw daggers at his chest with each sentence. He shook his head, " I.. let me speak please.."
" No I won't! Do you want to know for whom I decorated this cottage?"
She narrowed her eyes at him and he blinked. She moved closer to him and poked her finger at his chest while saying,
" For you, stupid. For you. I decorated this whole cottage for you. Because it's your birthday in an hour, you silly. Tarun? He was helping me and you hit him. Is that how you want to keep me with me? Is that how our relationship will work? With no trust?"
He parted his mouth to answer but she did not let him.
" You know what," she curled his shirt in her fists.
" You did not deserve this decoration. You deserve nothing.. you.."
She inhaled a deep breath then exhaled. She shook her head and stepped back. She wiped her tears and water streamed down from his eyes.
" Shru-"
She showed her palm to him, making her bangles tickle together.
" Enough is Enough, Jay. You can, no longer, make your decisions. You are there in every decision. If you hate me, that's fine. If you suddenly fell in love, that's fine. If you want to leave me, that's fine. If you want to keep me, that's fine. But where is my consent in all this, Jay? Where?"
His heart beat accelerated at the mention of love. Means she realised his stupid feelings even before he could. Like Aryan said, his sister is very intelligent. But it seems like it's too late.
She passed a glance at him then started leaving the cottage.
" Shruti," he turned around and took a few steps to her but stopped when a thought crossed his mind that maybe now he should not stop her. Maybe, he should not put his decisions on her and let her choose whatever she finds good.
Shruti opened the door and stayed there for 30 seconds thinking that he will probably stop her now and confess his love out loud. If she can feel, accept and claim then why can't he utter the 3 words.
But he did not. He again left her disappointed and if he has no courage to stop his love then how can she force him with her tears?
She gulped down the lump forming in her throat and stepped outside. The rain pattered on the ground and a cold shiver ran down to her spine.
She lifted her right foot to cross the doorstep but her foot landed on something. She looked down and frown disappeared from her face. Her expression softened and she crouched down.
She forwarded her hands and tilted her head slightly. Her hands touched the petals of roses tenderly. She looked at the umbrella then back at the bouquet.
Did he bring this? Yes. He loves her? Yes.
Tears of joy streamed down her eyes and she caressed the white roses which depicted nothing but purity. Love, as well, screams purity.
She wiped her tears with her fingers then stood up. She turned around and found Jaydev staring at her with a defeated look. He looks like he has lost all his will and is waiting for someone to hold and embrace him.
She chuckled and lifted her saree a little with one hand then ran to him. Tears made a way down from her cheeks. Jaydev's arms opened automatically as she ran to him and threw herself in his arms.
She burst into cries against his chest and he wrapped his arms around her back, placing his chin on the crown of her head. Their hug tightened but not much to squeeze one another.
She broke the hug only to tip toe and press her lips against his. He closed his eyes shut and let her take the lead. She withdrew her lips after 20 some seconds then joined her forehead with his. He held her waist to support her.
" You.. silly," she choked and cupped his cheeks.
" Kyu nahi kehte ki..pyar karte ho mujhse.."
( Why don't you say.. that you love me?)
Water collected in his eyes and heart beat raised.
" Kyu.. budhu. Ek baar kehdo na."
( Why.. stupid? Just say it once.)
Her voice cracked and she became fragile. He gulped and cupped her cheek with shivering hands. He parted his mouth and breathed against her lips.
Their breath collided, mixed with one another as they both waited for the most awaited confession.
" I.."
He whispered and felt a lump forming in his throat. He hugged her tightly the very next second and snuggled his face into her neck.
" Mai bahut pyar karta hun tumse. Bahut jada. Sach keh raha hu."
( I love you so much. So much. I am telling the truth.)
She finally arrived home and lost herself in his arms. She burst into tears along with him. His tears wet her neck and she cared less.
The rain was falling very heavily but this time it did not take it to any sad turn. Jaydev's hatred towards rain came to a beautiful end as he found his universe and held her in his arms.
He broke the hug and cupped her cheeks then whispered against her lips.
" Maaf kar do mujhe.. main bahut bura hai. Par..par bahut pyar karta hun tumse. Maaf.."
( Forgive me.. I am very bad but.. but I love you so much. Forgive..)
He was unable to speak properly due to overwhelming emotions. She chuckled and eventually laughed lightly. She slapped in a light manner.
" Bilkul budhu hain aap," she uttered and tried taking a step back but he again pulled her into his arms.
( You are an idiot.)
" Oh ho, I want to show you something," she said.
" No," he uttered stubbornly and again hugged her. She sighed softly, smiled and wrapped her arms around his back. He snuggled his face into the crook of her neck and inhaled her fragrance. Smile made its way to his lips, realising she had worn his perfume.
She had stopped using his cologne since their fight.
He rubbed his nose against her neck and she felt a tickle rushing down her stomach. She waited and.. waited but he did not break the hug for the past 5 minutes.
" Jay, I am getting tired," she said.
He sighed against her neck and broke the hug. She raised her hands up to his face and wiped his tears then turned around and went to lock the door. He kept standing there until she went to switch off the lights of the kitchen.
She came and smiled widely at him then grabbed his hand, " come with me."
He followed her silently and both entered the bedroom. His eyes sparkled seeing more beautiful decorations in the bedroom than the living room. His mouth parted slightly and she pulled him inside and closed the door.
She stood in front of him and grabbed his both hands then said, " happy birthday."
His eyes enlarged then turned teary in no second.
" Oh ho, don't cry."
He shook his head and looked down.
" I prepared all this for you, for your birthday."
Her words made him more emotional than before and he uttered while looking into her eyes, " I thought so low of you. I am so sorry. I just.. got triggered seeing him."
She frowned and thought for a few seconds before slapping his forehead lightly, " you are so stupid. God knows how you handle cases because Tarun was doing rehearsal with me."
He licked his dried out lower lip, " rehearsal?"
Blush crept up to her cheeks and she nodded, " to.. propose to you."
Sigh left his mouth, " you shouldn't have. I do not deserve your apology so easily."
Her expression dropped and she agreed, " exactly. In fact, you do not even deserve this celebration, no? I should clean it all-"
" No," he immediately interrupted her. She raised her hands and cupped his cheeks in a gentle grip.
" Why do you pretend, Jay? Just be clear. Why are you so insecure and afraid? If you are afraid of the past then don't worry, I won't let any harm fall upon you."
" I am not afraid for me but.. for you."
She blinked and he took a deep breath before saying, " The people I love leave me slowly. I became the reason for their downfall."
She caressed his cheek with the pad of his thumb, " one more time you talked about all this, I will leave you for sure."
" No please.."
He requested and she ended up chuckling. She exhaled heavily and grabbed his hand, " let's celebrate your 29th birthday."
Smile formed on his lips and he followed her to the bed. She left the room and returned with a cake.
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