11. 4 YEARS.

ROOHI.

Four years later~

It's been four years. Since everything began. It's been four years since I gave up everything I was living as. My name, my family, my only honest family.

Everything.

I never met anyone again. Not brothers, not Aunty, Sukriti, Rohan, or not Rudram, or Vanish. I was living in Banglore. Not contacting or talking to anyone once. Neither Rudram.

In these four years, I never heard his voice again or saw his face. Everything was just connected with the single caretaker he had left me with. Rahul.

And now I was finally coming back.

Back to where I left from.

But this time completely different.

Since you killed Roohi. You are going to be surprised by the new Ruby.

I walked out of my car. Rahul holding the door for me. I took my bag on my shoulder as he closed the door behind me.

"I think, I should inform him earlier. Ruby," Rahul said as I shook my head.

"I told you. You are not going to do anything. I want to surprise him. You are sure he is at home?" I asked him as I started to walk inside the building.

"According to his secretary," he said to me, I walked into the elevator but stopped Rahul from walking inside.

"We want a little alone time," I said with a smile which was sarcastic for me. He nodded and the elevator closed. And started to slide to the last floor.

Here I come, Rudram.

The elevator opened revealing the same view of the more advanced City. As I walked inside the house. And then I heard a voice from the bedroom of gigglings and moaning. I walked towards the door and it was half opened so I pushed it whole as I saw Rudram upon a girl. While the girl was crying his name and moaning and him groaning. But they both instantly stopped at the sound of the door clicking. While I watched them lost in themselves. He saw me with his head tilted and got out of the bed wrapping himself with the blanket and gesturing the girl to leave. His face was in a huge surprise as he stared at me, but then he left some money from his wallet on the side table and I rested my head on the door. I waited for their little porno movie to end. The girl wore her clothes and started to leave as he walked towards me.

"Why are you here? Wasn't your graduation next week?" he asked me approaching close, with just a blanket on his waist.

"Surprise!" I yelled at him as his face was still annoyed.

"Where is that fucking man. I will teach him a lesson," he said furiously walking out and picking up his phone from the table as I snatched it before he could dial.

"I ordered him not to tell you," I said, I walked to look around the new renovation he have done around the house. "If you are feeling guilty you should apologize," I said sensing his discomfort since I caught him like that.

"Why will I be guilty? I already told you I have no plans of being a husband," he said in reply, I smirked.

"Sure, sure. Wait what's with the color of the house?" I asked him annoyed with the creamish color he have chosen. "I prefer Grey!" I said as I touched the walls with my fingers.

"Well this is a house, not a cemetery," he responded with his hands resting on his waist with a bare chest.

"Well isn't a cemetery more peaceful than a house?" I said smirking at him and he was trying to read me.

"Wow, so many flowers!" I cried out witnessing the tea table filled with a bouquet.

"They are for you. For congratulating you on your graduation, I planned on visiting you," he said as I laughed.

"Really!?" I asked with enthusiasm as I looked at him and my smiling face changed in disgust. "Burn them. And bring me some cactus. So that I can shove them in your ass when you misbehave." I said deadly serious as he laughed. "And what's with the color of the furniture? What did you take a reference from shit? Uh, no wait your head, because it's filled with some?" I asked him about his choice since they were a shitty shade of brown. As he raised his eyebrow and I walked towards the painting on the wall. I called the servant as he came running with his hand intertwined and eyes on the ground.

"Throw this painting away! " I said sounding disgusted by the painting as I heard a voice behind me.

"I bought it in 2.5 million, it's rare as fuck!" he yelled as I looked more disgusted.

"Really?" I said again glaring at the painting. "You bought this puke for 2.5 million. What is wrong with choices?" I said looking at him pitifully as I walked towards him.

"Have you started to make decisions from your knees?" I asked him as he laughed.

"You have changed."

"You bought me freedom. I'm

gonna use it well. " I said as I crossed him and went to the window and looked at the hasty view of the working city.

"I'll ask your caretakers to come back,"

"Don't. In these four years, I realized they were just making me weak and pitiful. I realized I can be wild after meeting Rahul." I said as I tried to piss him off.

"What? " And I did.

Hehe.

"Ohh he must be waiting downstairs call him up. " I said as I turned to look at him releasing a mist with anger. I laughed at his funny pissed face.

"Why? I thought you wanted me to be bitchy. Here I am." I let out as I ambled a step ahead. "And how come you never called me once in four years?" I asked him as he smirked.

"Why were you missing me?" he asked me as I smiled again sarcasm dripping from me.

"OH don't get the wrong idea. I just wanted to ignore you." I said and gave a pretty smile. I went towards the landline and dialed the number on the list above the landline. For reception.

'Send my assistant upstairs.' I said to the receptionist as I suddenly got groped.

"You have become more sexy I see, I like it," he said as I kicked his crotch.

Instantly disgusted, I saw him touching some other woman right now, how can he? "And an athlete too. " I enunciate as I started to climb upstairs to go into my room. Bastard!