Chapter 32

Aarav's POV

"You have gone crazy Mr Oberio. Do you even know, what are you saying? You are saying that I am going on a date with somebody and I only don't know about it." She said in a mocking way and started moving towards the kitchen. I pulled her arm, she dashed with me. She looked scared by the sudden pull.

"What are you doing? Leave me Mr Oberio." She said in frustration

"Tell me. With whom you are going on a date?" I asked her

"Why are you saying the same thing like a broken cd player?" she said.

"Why are you not telling his name? You are behaving as if I am asking you a secret agents name." I said in frustration.

"Stop it. Who the hell told you that I am going on a date?" she asked.

"Abheer." I said.

"Why did he lie to you?" she said.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked her.

"How the hell did you become a business man? I am not going on a date with anybody. Now leave me." she said.

"Why did he lie to me?" Iasked her

"I don't know. Go and ask him. Now leave me." she said.

Suddenly a burning smell came, she pushed me really hard making me fall on the couch and ran towards the kitchen. I went behind her. I entered the kitchen and there was a pan on the stove. The dish in the pan got completely burnt.

"My pasta got burnt because of you." She said making a cute sad face

"Sorry." I said softly.

"Do hell with your sorry and clean it." She said in anger. She really wants me to clean it.

"Who me?" I asked her.

"Do you see anybody else her? Do you think I am mad to talk with the walls? Clean all this. Right now." she said in anger.

"You are ordering me." I asked her

"Consider it as an order or anything else but you are going to clean this and that's final." She said in authoritative tone. The same way how mom does when dad has pissed her off. I better not argue with her if I want to live.

"I have never done that." I said.

"So, everything has a first time. Now start washing it." She emptied the burnt pasta in the dustbin and handed me the pan.

I took the pan and went near the sink. How am I going to do this? I was scrubbing the pan but not even a slight changed occurred on it.

"Why is it not getting cleaned?" I said in frustration.

"Abheer is ten times better than you at least he knows something about kitchen." She said in a funny way. But all of the sudden my hands stopped moving as I was really pissed off. I washed my hands and started moving towards her. The moment she realised I was moving in her direction she started moving backwards.

"What are you doing Mr Oberio?" she said nervously still moving backwards.

She stopped moving as the kitchen platform was behind her. I placed both my arms on the platform and caged her.

"What did you say?" I asked her.

"What are you doing Mr Oberio?" She said repeating her last sentence making me angry.

"Stop calling me Mr Oberio and what you said Abheer is ten times better than me. How can you say like that?" I said.

"I was talking about basic cooking and cleaning skills nothing else." She said nervously. I was about to place my hands on her  waist but her sweatshirt got raised a bit and my hand touched her bare skin. Her skin was soft like silk. Her body stiffed with my sudden touch. I picked her up and made her sit on the platform. She was looking at me with wide eyes.

"Why you suddenly shifted her? What was the need?" I asked her.

"I am planning to stay here in Delhi for some more months." She said.

"So, you could have stayed there with us. Why you shifted here?" I asked her.

"But my work is getting over and after that I eventually had to move so why not now. Mr Oberio do you think I did anything wrong?" She said making me quite. What should I say now?

"Don't call me that." I said trying to control my anger.

"What? Mr Oberoi."

"You are getting married to Riddhima. You should focus on that and not on what a random person calls you." She said.

"You are not a random person." I said.

"Oh right. I am your unwanted wife but still me calling you anything shouldn't bother you." Her words were making me feel as if somebody was piercing needles in my heart.

"I think you should go and spend some time with Riddhima. I am not interested to talk with you. Let me go." She said and tried to get up but I stopped her.

"Why I should go and spend time with her? Why are you talking with me like that?" I asked her.

"Because you are getting married to Riddhima. You standing so close to me makes me feel as if we are cheating on her. She is so sweet she doesn't deserve all this. Please go." She said in weak voice. Her words were like cold water on my face. I moved back and started moving towards the hall. I came out of her flat in frustration. I know she is not wrong. What is wrong with me? Why am I behaving like a mad man? I need to talk with somebody.

Sachi's POV

I rushed towards the kitchen. I hope my pasta is not burnt. Please... I entered the kitchen and all it was smoke everywhere. Mr Rude entered.

"My pasta got burnt because of you." I said to Mr Rude.

"Sorry." He said making that cute innocent face.

"Do hell with your sorry and clean it." I said in anger.

"Who me?" He asked me being confused.

"Do you see anybody else her? Do you think I am mad to talk with the walls? Clean all this. Right now." I said firmly.

"You are ordering me." he asked with frustration.

"Consider it as an order or anything else but you are going to clean this and that's final." I said in a authoritative tone.

"I have never done that." He said.

"So, everything has a first time. Now start washing it." I emptied the burnt pasta in the dustbin and handed him the pan.

He was gently just moving the scrub. I somehow controlled my laughter. It was nice cute scene to watch Mr Rude trying to wash the pan.

"Why is it not getting cleaned?" He said in frustration.

"Abheer is ten times better than you at least he knows something about kitchen." I said in a funny way.

Suddenly he started moving in my direction and I started moving backwards. I stopped moving as kitchen platform was behind me. He placed both his arms on the platform on my either side and caged me.

"What are you doing Mr Oberio?" I said. Why is he coming so close to me? It felt like my heart has stopped beating.

"What did you say?" He asked me. Was I not audible?

"What are you doing Mr Oberio?" I repeated my last sentence but it seems to make him more angry.

"Stop calling me Mr Oberio and what you said Abheer is ten times better than me. How can you say like that?" He said. He looked hurt but I wasn't comparing him with Abheer. I just said that as a joke.

"I was talking about basic cooking and cleaning skills nothing else." I said nervously. He placed his hands on my bare waist under my sweatshirt. His hands were wet sending chills in my body. My body freezed with his sudden touch. He picked me up like a kid and made me sit on the platform. What is he doing?

"Why you suddenly shifted her? What was the need?" He asked coming closer to me.

"I am planning to stay here in Delhi for few more months." I replied.

"So, you could have stayed there with us. Why you shifted here?" he asked me.

"But my work is getting over soon and after that I eventually had to move so why not now. Mr Oberio do you think I did anything wrong?" I asked him. What is he trying to prove? That my presence will not matter to him. Whether I stay there or not he will have no problem in getting married to Ridhima. Can't he understand that it will break me more to see him with her? What he wants from me? Does he wants me to attend all his wedding functions and dance?

"Don't call me that." He said

"What? Mr Oberoi." I asked in confusion.

"You are getting married to Riddhima. You should focus on that and not on what a random person calls you." I said.

"You are not a random person." I said.

"Oh right. I am your unwanted wife but still me calling you anything shouldn't bother you." I knew from the beginning that I was his unwanted wife but saying it now when I love him was more painful then ever.

"I think you should go and spend some time with Riddhima. I am not interested to talk with you. Let me go." I said and tried to get up but he stopped me.

"Why I should go and spend time with her? Why are you talking with me like that?"

"Becauseyou are getting married to her. You standing so close to me, makes me feel as ifwe are fooling her and making fun of her emotions. She is so sweet she doesn't deserve all this. Please go." Shesaid in weak voice.

He left my apartment by banging the door. The moment he left all the tears that I was holding started flowing. I want him but I know he can never be mine. It painful to even think about him getting married to her. I have never felt so helpless ever in my entire life. I feel as if my life has become a lie.

I cleaned the kitchen and came in the hall and look the main door. I was feeling uneasy so I went in my room and lied down.

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