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Jaydev blew the candles and she clapped cheerfully. He chuckled lightly and cut a little piece then fed her, to which she complained.
" This was less. I want more."
He shook his head in disbelief and cut a slice then handed her. She chirped, eating the delicious cake she especially asked Keshav to bake.
She fed him a bite and he wiped his lower with the pad of his thumb.
" Want more?"
He shook his head, so she grabbed the cake and left the room to put it somewhere. When she came back, she had two plates of food in her hands. He quickly stood up to take one from her.
They sat together to have food on the bed.
" Did you cook this?"
He asked.
" Yep," she replied and had the first morsel.
" Mm~ very tasty. Shruti, you are great."
She clapped for herself making the man smile and has a morsel as well.
" Waise to mai maaf karne nahi vali thi aapko par maine bhi socha ki bache ki kya jaan leni."
( By the way I did not want to forgive you but let it slide anyway.)
She said with pride. He passed her an impressed look and stayed quiet throughout the conversation while she chose not to break the silence, neither he wanted her to. What an irony. He did not like this behaviour of her, he used to be irritated but see today, how happy he is feeling in hearing her voice and listening to her strange childish stories.
Time changes. Personality changes and priority changes.
He thought he was going to get rid of her soon but little did he know she was not temporary but a permanent member of his heart.
For sure, no one can take Eisha's place in his life but Shruti? She did not replace Eisha. This bubbly girl has made her own place and marked her territory in which no one can enter.
After having food, they were sitting on the bed. Her head was resting on his shoulder and he was watching the rain silently.
She came and made him love the rain once again.
" Jay?"
" Hmm," he shifted all his attention to her.
" You are not forcing yourself right? Like, you are not using me...to avoid the wedding?"
She asked nervously. Her question was correct and she definitely deserves an answer. He blinked his eyes and she misunderstood it as his answer.
" Yes?"
He smiled and shook his head.
" No, I am not forcing myself nor using you."
Wide smile spread on her lips as she said, " So you do love me right?"
He tucked the strands of her hair behind the ear then palmed her cheek.
" I do," his voice came out soothing and deep. Every single genuine word he uttered, increased her heart beat.
" I love you so much. I was crazy that I was repeatedly refusing and pushing you away. If you had not come today, I would probably have been left alone again."
She put her hands on his shoulders and brought her face closer to him.
" Do not push me today then," she breathed against his lips before he could understand her, she placed her lips on his.
He rested his back against the headrest as she moved even closer to him. She broke the kiss, only to sit on his lap. Her saree slid up to her knees.
He wrapped his arm around her and she tilted her head before claiming his lips. He closed his eyes and reciprocated the kiss. She curled her fingers into his collar before sliding one hand down to his shirt.
He frowned when he felt her unbuttoning his shirt. He broke the kiss and shook his head at her,
" Don't. I don't want you to.."
" I want this," she breathed and opened the first button of his shirt. His heart skipped a beat.
He desires her as much as she does but is it the right time?
She dipped her face in the crook of his neck, " don't push me away tonight.. please.."
He closed his eyes as she kissed his neck and travelled her lips to his jaw. Her kiss is so gentle and so soft that he feels like melting just the same way ice melts in the hot temperature. She is raising the temperature.
He squeezed his eyes shut as she pecked the corner of his lips before whispering,
" Do you not love me?"
" I do," he instantly replied.
" Then, what is the problem?"
She curled her toes and he opened his eyes only to stare into her desperate ones. She is looking so vulnerable, so innocent and so tempting. He wants to consume this temptation, ruin her innocence and end her vulnerability.
She dropped her eyelashes to his throat when he gulped and his Adam apple moved.
" I do not want you to regret," he said.
She lifted her eyelashes and said, " I won't. I want this.. I.."
She chewed the inside of her lower lip and felt embarrassed, yet could not keep her eyes shut and let the desirable words escape her mouth..
" I want you, Jay."
A strong shiver ran down her spine as soon as she witnessed the impact of her words. His eyes turned dark and body stiffened. In a flash of light, he went from gentle to brutal? She didn't know if it was the right word to define but it seemed devilish thoughts were running in his mind and he won't step back from ruining her and making her his own.
And she has an example.
A light gasp left her mouth when he pulled her closer to his chest with a jerk and whispered dangerously against her lips,
" I hope you.. are in your senses."
She nodded, " I am.."
Corner of his lips curved into a mischievous smile as he said, " but I am not.."
Her breath stuck in the throat when she felt his hand travelling up to her blouse.
" You are making me fucking crazy, sweetheart.."
She cupped the back of his neck and played along, " to kya SP Sahab aaj is gunahgar ko sazaa nahi denge? Us din ki tarah.."
( So, is SP Sahab not going to punish this culprit like that day..)
He smirked amusingly and played with the strings of her blouse.
" Bahut bol rahi ho tum."
( You are talking a lot.)
She closed her eyes and placed her lips on his cheek.
" To aap chup kara do," she uttered against his cheek before biting his flesh.
( Then shut me up.)
She stopped her antics when he opened the strings of her blouse.
" Kya chahiye tumhe.."
( What do you want..?)
He dipped his nose against the side of her neck and inhaled her scent.
" Aap," she replied in a deep seductive voice.
( You.)
She gripped his shoulders tightly when he tore the band of her blouse because he was having difficulty opening it.
She felt his hand coming up to her neck. Before she could comprehend, he grasped her hair in a fist and pulled her head back and she ended up hissing in pain.
" Ah!"
He leaned his mouth closer to her and kissed her chin.
" Itne mein hi dard ho gaya, aage kaise sambhalogi?"
( You are hurt already, how will you tolerate it further?)
He challenged her and left her hair. She opened her eyes and looked into his. He knitted his eyebrows as he felt her tracing a circle on his neck with her index finger.
" Saaf bolo himmat nahi hai."
( Just admit you have no courage.)
Here comes THE SHRUTI.
She smirked and pinched his chin, " I am not afraid then why are you stepping back? Should I think, my husband cannot.."
He did not let her complete her sentence and pushed her back on the bed. She enlarged her eyes and stared at him shockingly. Did she trigger him in a bad way?
He stood on his knees with her legs in between. She gulped as he glared down at her while unbuttoning his shirt.
" Let me show what I can really do."
As much as she was excited, As excited as she was, she was also scared. What if he really shows his true colors and punishes her tonight itself.
He threw his shirt somewhere in the room and she put her foot on his midriff when tried hovering her. Her anklets giggled together.
" Ruko.. mai keh rahi thi-"
( Wait.. I was saying.)
He pushed her leg down and hovered over her.
" Say whatever you want while I satisfy your wild intentions."
She put her hands on his chest but he grabbed them with one hand and pushed her hands above her head.
" Jay.."
She uttered nervously.
" Yes, my love. I am all ears."
He put his lips on her jaw tenderly.
" Please..be a little gentle- ah!"
He smirked and bit her jaw before she could complete her sentence and she realised that he'll be anything but gentle. Well, she invited this man and opened doors for him.
" Sure," he uttered and smashed his lips on her.
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Aryan changed the music but due to bad weather the radio did not work properly. He decided to turn it off.
" If my brother was here, he would have entertained us by singing songs."
Pakhi said and he asked while driving at a decent speed, " Why don't you ever come out to your brother? My brother this, my brother that. Sometimes look at a poor person like me."
" because my brother is the best brother in the world," Pakhi chirped happily and Aryan smiled.
" I agree though," he said.
" You know when I was little my brother used to teach me, make me sleep and play with me. I had Mama and mami but only my brother could give me love like my parents. He looks a little strict but to me he is as gentle as a mother and as protective as a father."
He smiled, " wanna know about me and Shruti?"
" Yep," she said.
He cleared his throat, " Initially I was at the point that I did not want a mother but slowly Ekta maa took care of me by loving me like her own son. And Shruti, what should I say about her. I had never seen such a naughty girl in my life. She had father's full support, that's why she kept jumping around mischievously. She would blame me and make papa scold me if I didn't play with her. She used to break people's faces in school and I had to control the situation later. Teachers used to complain a lot."
Pakhi laughed lightly, " di is really daring."
" Why not? Her real father was a soldier. Secondly, she used to jump around with the support of me and Papa and wasn't scared of anyone. When Jay married Shruti, I was more worried for Jay.
" But both are perfect for each other," Pakhi said.
" Exactly. Like we are perfect for each other," he smirked teasingly.
She shook her head in disbelief and looked outside the window. There was peace in the car. They were slowly crossing the difficult road until Aryan caught sight of 3 cars behind.
He has been watching these three cars for a long time. These people have been following him for a long time now.
Pakhi frowned when he changed the gear and increased the speed. He even did not go straight to their home but took a u-turn.
" Where are you going? This is not a way to our home," Pakhi said.
Aryan's eyes darkened when those people followed him as well. He clenched his jaw. Something is terribly wrong.
" There's a gun in the dashboard. Hand that to me."
Pakhi widened her eyes at his sudden statement. He seems restless out of the blue.
" W..what-"
She flinched hard and covered her ears when a loud gunshot was heard from behind. It hit the interior trim of the car.
" Fuck!"
He leaned his body to her and quickly opened the dashboard and took out the gun from it. She failed to process what was happening. She looked behind and saw 3 cars. All of them trying to fire bullets at their car.
" What is happening?"
Aryan looked at her face and his eyes softened for a second. He put the gun on his lap and palmed her cheek.
" Shaant hn, mai kuch nahi hone dunga tumhe."
( Calm down, okay? I won't let anything happen to you.)
She believes him. She trusts him but how will she be able to handle herself in this situation? She has never been in such a situation ever.
Aryan checked bullets in his gun and cursed under his breath.
" There are more Bullets in the dashboard. Give 4 to me."
This time, she did not waste time and opened the dashboard. She searched for bullets and handed them to him. One more gunshot was heard and she accidentally dropped the one Bullet.
" Sorry," she crouched down and picked the bullet up. Aryan started driving at full speed, not caring about the weather at all. Those people increased the speed as well.
He inserted the bullets in the gun while keeping eyes on the road as well. Pakhi looked behind and startled when a car came by her side.
She flinched hard when the person sitting on the passenger seat fired the gun but due to bullet proof glass, it only cracked the glass.
" Fuck! Get down!"
She covered her ears tightly and did what he said. Tears gathered in her eyes due to fear and she stared at Aryan, trying hard to handle the situation fearlessly.
" Open the damn window now!"
He ordered and she did not wait a second from opening the window. Aryan pointed the gun at the enemy's car side and as the window started sliding down, he fired two bullets, killing both the men and not giving them a chance to use their gun.
Pakhi flinched every time he fired a gun. With a gun in hand, he changed the gear and the car slowed down. It was pretty evident that he was having difficulty driving and using a gun simultaneously.
And she was correct.
" Can you drive?"
He asked her and she nodded.
" Come here," he said and she unfastened her seatbelt then went to his seat. His hand was still on the steering wheel as he moved to her seat and she sat on his seat.
She put her feet- one on accelerator and other on brake. Aryan got more confident than before and loaded 2 more bullets in the gun.
" Driver fast!"
She nodded and obeyed his orders. She tried to be less afraid, but it was difficult. Aryan was sometimes slowing down the speed of the car and sometimes speeding it up, just to bring those people closer to him. A fish got caught in the net.
Satisfactory smirk plastered on his lips when he killed 2 more men in the same way.
Of course Aryan needed to behave like this at this time but he was looking very scary. His hands were not trembling while taking people's lives. How dangerous it is when a lawyer holds a pen in one hand and a gun in the other, on one side he fights legally and on the other hand he is covered with blood.
Pakhi lost the balance when the last car, which Aryan has not ruined yet, hit them from behind. Aryan glanced at her, " drive slowly."
She nodded hurriedly. He stared at her body. She is shivering badly and trying hard not to cry. Anger boosted him and he felt like ripping these people apart who were making his wife cry.
She again lost the balance when, this time, those people fired bullets on the back side of both wheels of their car.
" Fuck! Fuck. Do not panic, Pakhi. Just give me 2 minutes."
" I.. trust you," she stammered.
And that was enough for him.
He brought his hand out of the window and fired bullet at their left side front wheel. They lost the balance as well but their situation was worse.
" I can not drive this way. We might get into an accident," Pakhi panicked.
Aryan looked behind at the car then sat straight and found a huge tree at a distance.
" Hit the car at the tree."
" Huh?"
" Just do as I say!"
She flinched at his outburst and nodded. Aryan unlocked his side of the door and grabbed the hand of Pakhi which was on gear. The car was not running properly anyway because of the punctured tears but still she increased the speed and the car collided with the tree with great force.
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Three men came out of the car and made their way to Aryan and Pakhi's car which was badly ruined from the front side. Due to rain, no fire caught it but smoke was definitely coming out of the engine.
" See, if they are dead or alive."
One of them ordered and two men went near the car. One guy came to the passenger side and in a fraction of second, the bullet lodged in his skull.
The other 2 guys frowned and looked around. In no second, one more died when the bullet pierced his chest. The only guy quivered in fear and held his gun tightly.
He aimlessly tried pointing it but screamed in pain when Aryan himself showed before him. His legs started shaking seeing him as he stood like a death before him.
Aryan raised the gun and placed his index finger on the trigger. Smirk plastered on his lips when he, himself dropped the gun and knelt before him.
" Please let me go.. please.."
Pakhi stared at her husband while standing near the tree.
" Chorr deta Mai tujhko par tum logo ne meri biwi ko rulaya," Aryan uttered.
( I could have left you but you made my wife cry.)
The man widened his eyes when Aryan almost pulled the trigger.
" I will tell about our boss-"
And Aryan shot him to death.
He scoffed and tucked his gun in the band of his pants, " saala mere liye bas 4-5 aadmi bheje."
( Bastard sent only 4-5 men.)
His eyes softened when he saw his wife standing at the corner. He walked toward her and opened his arms wide for her.
Tears collected in her eyes and she threw herself in his arms. He kissed the crown of her head.
" Do not be scared ever. I won't let anyone touch you."
She fisted his shirt from behind, " I was scared for you.."
He smiled and she broke the hug then glanced at his upper arm which was a little wounded. It happened when they jumped from the car at the right time. He did not let anything happen to her by keeping her over himself but hurt his arm.
He wiped his tears and both looked up to the sky. The rain has drenched them completely.
Aryan looked around and wondered where they had come. Their phone is inside. So, Aryan went there and came back with her purse, their mobile phones and his overcoat.
He put the coat on her then grabbed her hand and walked away from there.
" Where are we?"
" Let's see.."
He uttered while looking around. They covered a distance of 10 minutes in the rain. Their phones were not working due to no network in this area.
" Oh, is that Bhai's car?"
Aryan looked to the left side of Pakhi and narrowed his eyes to see clearly.
" Yes," he said and both went there.
Their gaze landed on the cottage outside which Jaydev's car is parked.
" We are saved," Pakhi smiled widely and walked to the cottage with Aryan.
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