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It's been half an hour since they were on the road and Shraddha had not utter a single word. After a lot of thinking varun finally took kartik's word and managed to successfully force shraddha in doing the shoot.

Now they were on their way to the studio. She's mostly silent whenever she's with him alone but today her silence was bothering him a lot.

He was minute by minute sneaking glances at her to read any kind of expression or feelings but she was blank. The whole ride she just kept staring outside the window, her gaze fixed at a distant.

He parked the car in the parking lot of the studio and took some files and paper works from the backseat before he reached out for the door but stopped and turned to look at shraddha.

"We're here." he announced but got no response from her. He hesitated for a second then put his hand on her shoulder breaking her out of thoughts.

"Shraddha, we are here." he again told her.

Her eyes traveled to her shoulder where his hand was placed. He quickly removed his hand off her shoulder as his eyes met hers.

He felt his stomach drop as he saw her heart break through her eyes. He quickly looked away, hiding away the guilt and got out of the car as shraddha followed behind.

Kartik reached his cabin door in order to exit the room but got face slammed by the door as someone pushed the door open from outside.

"Oww.... What the fuck!!!" he yelled in pain, rubbing his forehead with his hand.

"I-I'm so sorry!" Sara apologized.

"What the hell Sara?!?!" he again yelled.

"I'm sorry... I didn't know. Let me see." she tried to take a look at his face but he shrugged her off.

"Don't you dare come near me." kartik  warned as he glared at her.

"I said I'm sorry kartik. I didn't hurt you intentionally." She again apologized.

"Seems like you're really good at hurting people. Whether it's intentionally or not." he taunted making her shock.

"Don't say anything you don't know about." she said as she was on the verge of crying.

"I don't know about? How about you tell me!" he said gripping her arms tightly.

"Kartik, please!" she pleaded as a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Tell me why?" he demanded.

"I-I can't. He'll hurt me." she cried as kartik looked on.

He was waiting along with the whole crew in the studio. It's been two hours since she went to get ready for the shoot. Deep down in his heart he knew what's he doing is wrong and that he shouldn't have signed the contract without her concern but alas! It was too late to regret, or was it?

After spending another half an hour in deep thoughts, he stood up from his position as he saw the stylist and make-up artist made their way out of the room where Shraddha was getting ready.

"Is she ready?" Varun asked as he approached the stylist.

"She's just putting on her heels. She'll be out in a minute." The stylist replied politely with a smile. He nodded in response.

His heart skipped a beat as he saw her making her way out of the room. She was wearing a long white eastern dress along with golden ear-rings and bangles. He couldn't help but stare at the beauty in front of him as she effortlessly made her way in the middle of the studio.

"Damn! Isn't she beautiful?! Heavenly!" Ashok commented as he came and stood beside Varun. Varun turned to look at him and saw how lustfully he was looking at Shraddha. He clenched his fist tightly, trying to control his anger.

"Come on guys, start the shoot already!" Ashok said in a desperate manner.

"Mam, please stand where the cross is marked." the photographer told her and she followed.

"Just a little bit further... Yeah that's it!" he said as he got his camera ready.

"How should I pose?" she asked, fidgeting with her fingers as it was the first time she was doing something like this.

"Uh... Give a side pose and keep your hands like...." Varun observed keenly as the photographer demonstrated her the pose.

According to him she didn't need to make those weird pose. She could stand still and still look beautiful. Never ever he admitted or complimented a girl's beauty but shraddha.... He couldn't help but admire each and everything about her.

"What the hell are you guys doing?" Ashok's voice startled his thoughts.

"We need more glamor, something more hot." he told the photographer.

"Sir, I'm doing everything I can. The dress she's wearing can only have these types of decent pose. If you want something hot you should've opted for some western stuff." the photographer told him.

"Don't teach me and do your job. Tell you what, remove the dupatta(scarf) off her." Ashok said. Shraddha's head immediately shot up in his direction.

The photographer came forward and asked her to remove it but she remained still as her moist eyes met varun.

"What are you waiting for? Take it off her!" Ashok ordered and the photographer gripped one side of her scarf trying to pull it off but she clutched onto her scarf tightly.

"Let go mam." the photographer said politely as she was still looking at varun with pleading eyes. His jaw clenched tightly in anger.

"Let Go!" Ashok's voice roared in the studio as Varun approached shraddha and stood in front of her.

"Let go!" he said with raged filled eyes as shraddha slowly started letting go of her scarf as a tear dropped down her cheek.

"Let her go!" Varun said and shraddha immediately looked at him and so did the photographer.

"But sir....." Varun cut him off.

"Didn't you hear me? Let her go." Varun angrily glared at the photographer and he left the scarf.

"Come on, let's go." he held shraddha's hand and started to walk out of the studio only to be stopped by Ashok.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" he angrily asked as Varun's grip got tighter on Shraddha's hand.

"I won't let my wife do anything she's not comfortable with." Varun replied as a slight smile formed on shraddha's lips.

"Aren't you forgetting something? You signed a fucking contract." Ashok yelled.

"I'm breaking this contract." Varun said as he again started walking towards the exit.

"You fool! It will cost you millions." Ashok yelled behind.

"I don't fucking care!" he turned around and replied before he made his way out of the room along with Shraddha.

Upon reaching the parking lot he let go of shraddha's hand and leaned against the car as he looked upward with his eyes shut. Shraddha moved closer and stood in front of him.

"Varun.... I'm sorry!" she apologized and that's when varun opened his eyes and looked at her moist eyes.

"Why are you sorry?" he asked as held both of her hands.

"I-I ruined your deal.... Please don't be mad at me." her voice trembled as tears started flowing from her eyes.

"Hey.... hey look at me... Look at me..." he cupped her face by both of his hands and made her look at him.

"You don't need to apologize. I should be the one saying sorry to you." he wiped away her tears as her fingers curled around his hands.

"I shouldn't have forced you. I don't know what I was thinking.... I... I've already caused you so much trouble... Even though you don't deserve any of this... I'm sorry shraddha.... I'm sorry..." don't know why but he felt like crying as his voice got shaky.

"It's alright." Shraddha said as he tilted her face upward and kissed her forehead.

They stayed like this for a moment. He stood straight and let go of her realizing that it'll make the things awkward. They both got into the car and drove off.

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