Rudra slowly stood at the entrance of the room with hesitant steps. He didn't want to come to their room at late night but he needed someone to talk to. Ishani was taking a shower when he had gone to their room and he had waited for 30 mins but still she didn't came out. He panicked but when he asked is she was okay she said she needed some time and therefore he left.

"You think you could get me one of those vases?" siya questioned manav as she folded the clothes. Manav looked up from his laptop and looked at her with questioning eyes. Siya tilted her head and then took her phone. Swiping the screen and after tapping on the screen she opened a picture of a beautiful blue flower vase and turned it to show to manav.

He sighed. His wife has a weird fascination sometimes. It was a normal vase but undoubtedly pretty. No wonder how it caught her eyes. "Yes."

"It's expensive." Siya said only to receive a stink eye in return. Did she thought of him as broke?

"Siya, I can buy you a hundred shopping mall and still have fucking millions in my account. This vase is nothing." He assured her making her smile. She again looked at the photo. "It's 53 thousand." She murmured. Manav just hummed.

Just then siya noticed rudra standing at their door fiddling with his hand and his legs drawing lines on floor. She internally laughed at the scene. "Rudra? Come inside." She softly called out. Rudra looked up at her and then entered. He gulped and then looked around. He was nervous and he doesn't know why. He looked at his uncle who narrowed his eyes seeing his nephew in their room.

"I want to talk to siya." He declared. Manav looked at him raising his eyebrows. Rudra's face hardened as he looked back in challenge. Siya sighed. "manav please." Manav huffed and got up exiting the room. He would probably go to his brother's room.

As he left rudra sighed and looked at siya. "I need help." Siya stiffened her laugh. The big bad wolf is asking for help like a puppy. Siya hummed asking him to continue.

"I first saw ishani when I went to avyan's college. Even though they have been friends for two years I never saw her. Avyan told me a couple of times about her but I never paid attention. I was instantly attracted towards her. In the span of next six months I stalked her." His voice lowered. "I am not ashamed of it though. I most likely loved her by then. I wanted her. She was perfect. Always happy and smiling but there was certain sadness in her eyes and I wanted to know the reason."

He paused for a second and looked at siya who was attentively listening to him. "Overtime she became my obsession and my feelings towards her was more than love. That's why I told that I wanted to marry. But after marrying and seeing the real her I don't know what to do. She is so scared and broken. I want to make her strong but I am afraid she might push me away."

Siya patted the place beside her on the bed and rudra wordlessly sat there. "She needs love, care and time rudra. She never experienced normality in her whole life. She needs to experience the normal life. And the most important thing is that you need to be extremely patient. We know about your anger but she doesn't. Make her feel loved and cared for. Take her on dates and make her feel special. All you need is time. Time heals everything."

Rudra nodded taking in her every word. He really needed someone to tell him what to do. Siya saw him lost in thought and kept her hand on his shoulder. "Don't think what you are doing is not enough rudra, for a man like you who had no control over his temper you are doing exceptionally good. Don't give up and keep doing it and after seeing ishani I realized given the right circumstances she will give her everything to the person she loves. Be that person for her and she will give you her everything."

Rudra sighed and got up. "thank you siya."

"Common don't thank me for telling you the simple thing rudra." Rudra gave her his very rare smile and dropped a kiss on her forehead and exited the room.

He softly opened the door to his room and saw ishani lying on one side of the bed in fetus position. It was 4 in the morning and he was damn tired. He quickly changed into sweats and laid beside her. He felt her slightly moving. His hand went around her from back as he pulled her to his chest. Her back was attached to his front. He heard small sighs.

"I didn't mean to get scared ansh. I just..." she stopped not having any words to say. Rudra tightened his hold and nuzzled his nose to her hair. "I know meri jaan. Now sleep." Ishani sighed. She was still feeling guilty. She didn't mean to be afraid of him. Sensing her worries and uneven breathing rudra sighed.

His fingers treaded around her neck removing her hair. The air hit her bare neck and she felt cold. "Stop me if you feel uncomfortable." He whispered and the next second his lips were on her neck. Ishani stilled. His lips swiped on her neckline softly kissing and leaving feathery touches. He tenderly sucked on her neck. Feeling the pleasure ishani loosened herself. Her hands clutched the bed sheet as rudra worked on her neck.

Seeing her relax he smirked. He took the skin of her neck between his teeth and bite it. A soft moan escaped her lips and that made rudra hard. He sucked on her neck hardly and then swiped his tongue over the bruised area. "Sleep meri jaan, tomorrow we have a long day."

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He was her husband but yet she felt like a tiny school girl going on a date with her first crush, well in her case she never experienced it. It doesn't matter though because as she stood in front of the mirror she could only think of how the day will go. When she woke up rudra informed her that they will go out today as he has taken a day off. She was excited but nervous also.

A sudden presence in the room made her look around and saw avyan standing there with a look unknown to her. "Avyan." He looked distraught as he glanced at her up and down. The blue midi dress with floral patterns looked cute on her. "Gosh darling you look fucking beautiful." Ishani blushed at the compliment and turned to the mirror.

"Oh my gawd." The sudden loud noise made ishani flinch. Avyan took long strides at her. His hand went to her neck as he tilted her head a bit to the side exposing her neck to him. "Is that a hickey I see darling?" ishani gasped and freed herself from his hold covering it with her hair. She gulped. Her already blushing face turned red. Avyan chuckled and patted her head.

"Bhaiya is quite territorial I see, well enjoy your day. When you come back I have a little thing to discuss with you about the semester." With that he dropped a kiss on her forehead and walked out of the room.

Giving herself a onceover in the mirror, ishani grabbed her white clutch and put her phone and lipstick in it. She settled her hair to hide the hickey and then went downstairs.

The atmosphere down was not good. She sensed it. As she reached the living room she saw manav walking past her giving her a smile which she returned. But what intrigued her was the old man who was following him trembling and another girl who was perhaps the same age as her walking behind following them. She was scared.

Before she could think anything veer appeared in front of her. "Bhabhi...bhaiya is waiting in the garage. He told you to go there." He said grinning looking at her up and down. Ishani nodded. Her eyes sparkling with excitement. "god why does Bhaiya gets all the beautiful girls huh?" veer groaned. Ishani momentarily paused and burst into laughter. Biding him a bye she went to the garage.

A/N: Avyan doesn't have any feelings for ishani. They are strictly platonic. They are cozy with each other because ishani trusts him. And i have thought of a completely different idea for avyan's love life.