Draupadi bawled her eyes out, hugging her pillow.

Terror burning in her heart.

From the moment they entered the room, they were locked in by the guards, with the explicit order that no one shall allow them out.

The door shall only open once and that would be when the other four bodyguards returned, and shall be soon locked again for the night.

Draupadi had soon began crying.

Her pain and fear, setting Sehdev's heart on fire.

Her each cry clipped at his soul, he was itching to hold her, to ease the fear in her.

To tell her that he was her husband, and that there was no way, any bastard would ever even look at her as long as he and his brothers were alive, they wouldn't allow that.

Never.

"Sweetie no one will get you married." Sehdev assured, for the hundredth time.

His voice; a soft crescendo. Caressing her scared soul, like a warm balm.

He sat beside her crying form on the bed, she hugged her pillow, hiding her face in it, as she lay on the mattress where she had thrown herself, the moment she had run in.

He ran his fingers through her dark tresses in a soothing manner, letting his fingers massage her head, trying to calm the emotions raging in her.

"You don't understand Dev."

She sniffed, tears tracing down her cheeks in an uncontrolled manner.

Her voice wavering, as her body shook with each sob.

"My father will force me to get married. I am so scared. I don't want to marry anyone."

She screamed, fear clawing in her chest.

The walls around her seemed to close in, her lungs crushing, making it difficult for her to breath.

"Shhh. Calm down." His firm voice had her turning on her back, her swollen puffy red eyes meeting his.

He let his one had lay across her waist, preventing her from moving away, as he leaned in, his eyes capturing hers.

"Breath." He commanded, noticing the panic attack.

He used his free hand to grab hers, laying it over his strong beating heart.

"Feel it. And try to match your breath with mine." He guided, as he pulled a deep breath in.

She did the same. Letting the world around her fall away, she only focused on him.

One breath after another, he continued on.

Till she calmed down.

Sehdev's heart gave a painful squeeze.

"Baby." He whispered, a deep ache resonating through his word.

He sighed.

Her pain crushed his heart.

"Sweetheart, we would never let you get married to anyone. Never." Assurance laced through his every word.

She sat up, her chin wobbling.

"What can you do? When my father will force me!" Tears began once again making his heart squeeze sharply, he wanted nothing more than to pull in his arms.

A soul deep ache sinking in his chest.

He cupped her cheeks, moving closer to her.

"Come give me a hug love." He opened his arms, she crushed against him, throwing her arms around his neck.

She bawled her eyes out.

He rubbed her back in a soothing manner. His calloused hands ground her to reality.

"I would never let anyone touch you against your will. You will not marry anyone." He promised, determination ringing through his each word.

She turned her head up looking at him.

"Dev." Pain laced her voice, fear threading the word. He cupped the back of her head.

"Why don't you understand baby that as long as we are here no harm will come to you?" He asked, clutching her hair in a tight grip.

Her scalp burned, but in a good way.

The fear that resided in her heart momentarily escaped.

His dominant hold making her focus on him and not the burning mess that was her life.

His hard fierce gaze made her forget everything.

Her eyes traced his lips and moved back to his.

Her heart beat hard. The restlessness in her chest demanded she kiss him.

His strong arms tightened.

His warm breath caressed her lips, making her heart gallop.

The world vanished, nothing mattered more than the other. There was a pull that tugged her to him, like she no longer had a mind of her own.

Her heart was making all the choices.

Warmth burst in her chest, desire pooled in her core.

As she leaned forward, her husband moved just at the same time.

Their lips met.

Sparks burst through their veins, Panchaali moaned, pleasure zinging through her veins as her toes curled.

Sehdev wrapped his hand around her waist, crushing her against him, his other hand tightening its grip on her hair.

Her grip tightened on his shouldes, as she tugged him closer, his lips dominating hers, owning her and she surrendered.

Love flooded her heart, his lips moving hard against her, he bit her bottom lip, driving her crazy, just as he let his tongue slip in her mouth, as she gasped.

His tongue wrapped around hers, tugging hers out, pouring his love in that one kiss, he communicated all his emotions.

His touch grounded her, his lips promised her a future, she wanted so desperately.

She moaned, pleasure stirring deep in her, his strong calloused warrior hands tightening on her waist making her heart escalate.

She kissed him fiercely, wanting every bit of love that he shared with her.

Her toes curled, as everything around her evaporated.

Nothing mattered more than him.

They were together.

The need for oxygen had her lungs burning.

Sehdev broke the kiss, he pulled back.

They breathed heavily, her eyes were shut, as his traced her serene beautiful features.

She looked exquisite with her cheeks flushed, her lips swollen from his love.

"Drau..." he whispered her name, leaning closer he kissed her cheek, making her moan.

He loved her breathy needy moans.

They had become his new favourite sounds.

His hands traced up her waist.

Goosebumps flared through her body, as she trembled.

"Baby, show me those beautiful eyes." He whispered.

Her eyes fluttered open, shyness blanketing her heart, a soft smile curving on her lips.

"You look so beautiful." He whispered, tracing his finger on her cheek.

Her cheeks heated even further.

She wrapped her hand around his neck, as she lay back, tugging him right along her.

Draupadi gazed at her husband, completely forgetting everything. Those dark orbs pulled her in, he was all that mattered.

Sehdev lay next to her, pulling a blanket over them, as they gazed at each other.

"Kiss me." She whispered too soft.

He didn't need to be told twice, as he tugged her forward, slamming his lips against hers.

He wrapped his hand around her knee pulling it over his thigh, leaning in her.

Biting and kissing her hard. Dominating her very soul.

Infusing it with his.

"Babygirl you are my everything." He groaned the words against her lips, moaning in pleasure.

He kissed her jaw, sucking on her skin there.

"Arya." She gasped the word.

She didn't know why she said it, nor did she notice the word leaving her lips.

It was all too natural to her.

She touch felt so right.

She wanted so much more.

"Ah!" She gasped, as her husband licked her neck, sucking hard at the soft skin.

"Oh Arya." She moaned louder.

Her breathy musical voice was dripping with need.

She burned for him.

As he burned for her.

All the earlier pain forgotten.

"Stop me baby." He whispered in her ears, kissing her ears, sucking her earlobe.

"I don't want to." She moaned, her core squeezed hard.

"You are going to be my death." Sehdev groaned, pulling back as he looked down at his wife.

Breathing heavily.

He wanted nothing more than to continue, but now wasn't the time.

He had already taken a step too far. She didn't remember him.

But the moment she had called him Arya, something broke loose in him.

He wanted to posses her very last soul, make her completely his.

But he held back.

Not yet.

Soon but not now.

He traced her cheeks, his thumb caressing the soft skin of her cheek.

He didn't say anything, laying back pulling her over his chest, his fingers running through her tresses.

"You make me so happy." She whispered, her fingers interlacing with his.

"You are my everything." He confessed.

Her dark gaze met with his, she rested her hands on his chest, her chin resting over them.

Those ambers in her eyes burned with love, making his heart light with joy.

"Why did you kiss me? What does this kiss mean between us?" She whispered, looking at him.

Sehdev rubbed his thumb over her cheek, "It means that you're mine. And that I am yours. " he whispered softly.

Her cheeks heated, no one had spoken to her like that.

"I should tell father that I'll marry you." She said grinning.

Sehdev chuckled at her excitement. He cupped her cheeks, capturing her lips with his, in a soft loving manner, before pulling back.

"That won't be required. We'll talk to your father." He assured making her blush harder.

She lay her head on his chest sideways, her arms wrapping around his waist, listening to his heart beat she let her eyes close.

Warmth filled her heart.

Calmness seeped in her bones, letting her eyes shut and soon sleep pulled her in its embrace.

Sehdev tightened his arms around his precious cargo.

Love bites decorated her skin, making him smile.

He kissed her forehead.

"I love you." He cooed before letting himself slip in the darkness. . .

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The door to Panchaali's room opened, Sehdev's eyes flew open, panic swirling in his chest, but when his brothers entered he sighed.

Yudhisthir let the door fall shut behind him, the guards outside locking the door shut.

And once again fury pulsed in him, that they were locking a girl with five complete strangers.

Had he not been her husband, and some other guards were appointed as her bodyguard, they could harm her significantly and no one would know.

How brutal can someone be?

Yudhisthir's eyes settled on the bed, along with his brothers, his breath hitching.

There on the magnanimous bed lay his bride with their youngest brother, whose arms encased her in his embrace and she lay peacefully.

"Is she okay?" The eldest sibling asked, protectiveness unfurling in his chest.

"Was scared." The youngest pandav replied, running his fingers through her silky tresses.

Bheem sat on the bed, leaning in he kissed her forehead.

"Arya..." she whispered in her sleep, making the other four freeze.

"I had given her some herbs in her morning medicine, that will help her gain her memory back." Was all the reply they received from their youngest sibling.

Their hearts thumping hard in their chest.

"After ages I heard her call us that." Arjun whispered, sitting on the vacated side of Panchaali, his calloused fingers interlacing his with hers.

The others nodded, they knew what exactly he meant.

The relief and longing that filled his heart when she called them 'arya' was pure bliss.

After almost losing her, this felt like a blessing to hear her call her that.

"You know, we are supposed to keep some distance from her in public."

The eldest pandav voiced his concern, sitting near Sehdev's head, his fingers running through his brother's hair in a soothing manner.

"I know, but it just happened. She was crying so hard and I wanted to sooth her." He whispered, sighing deeply. 

His heart ached recalling that moment. 

"Now that you have told her your feelings, don't pull back is all I say. No matter what happens we do not hurt our wife. All this is secondary, Drau's happiness is our priority."

Yudhisthir pressed his lips to his brother's forehead, who smiled up at his oldest sibling, warmth unfolding in his chest.

"Yes jyest." He agreed, the others nodding along.

"She is too vulnerable. A slight error on our part, may make her doubt our intentions towards her. With no memories, she constantly confused and scared." Bheem agreed, adding his words in the discussion.

"Yes, we'll have to be careful. Her mental peace is more important." The eldest son of Madri agreed, smiling down at his twin and their wife.

Her peaceful face calmed his soul and his mind. This girl was his heart that walked outside his body, there wasn't a thing that he wouldn't do for her. . .

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