Apani hi duniyaa me khoyaa rahe wo
Hamare dil ki na puchhe bedardaa
Puchhe bedardaa

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"Vansh... Put me down. Kya karrhe ho?"

Riddhima squirmed as Vansh walked carrying her petite figure in his arms. Holding his shoulder for support, she tried to raise her head and look at him. If she could, she would have jumped from his embrace and ran hills..

Without bothering to reply her, Vansh kept walking. Arrogant much, Huh...

Kicking the door of his room, he entered inside. Fear surged inside Riddhima when she raised her head and realized that he brought her to his room. Now, she was really giving a thought to jumping from his embrace. That anyway seemed to be a better option to her.

"Yeh mera room nhi hai. To fir Is kamre me kyu... .."

Riddhima dared to ask, as Vansh put her back on her feet. Taking a step away from him, she looked around in his room. As always it was neat and clean.

Vansh snapped his finger in front of her, breaking her reverie. She tugged her hairstrand behind her ears and looked at him.

He was already staring back at her.

"First of all, Go and change your clothes...."

While walking towards the bed, he said. She turned to go, when a hand on her wrist stopped her. Her breath hitched, and she clutched the duppatta that was around her neck. Their back was facing each other, yet she felt like he was standing right in front of her and boring his gaze into her soul.

Words were long lost, for what now surrounded them was a surreal feeling.

Gliding his hand down her wrist, Vansh caught her little fingers in his. He felt a electric sensation traveling through his veins as his rough fingers touched her soft ones. A mere hand holding could do fireworks in his mind and body, he never knew.

Unaware to him, He was been pulled towards her.... Just like the moon pulled the tide and the tide pulled the sand. Strongly and Irrevocably.

"Where do you think you are going?"

Breaking the silence, he asked. She turned and saw his hands still holding her fingers softly yet firmly. Turning towards her, he frowned his brows and waited for her reply.

"Kapde badalne..... Mere kapde"

She was cut off by him.

"Right wale Cupboard me hai"

He replied indicating towards the cupboard and leaving her shocked. How did her clothes end up in his room that too in his cupboard. Last time she remembered she wasn't sharing room with him. Then how did her clothed walked into his cupboard. But how could clothes walk into someone's cupboard on their own? They can't grow feet overnight.

"Yaha kaise.....?"

Her question came out in reflex. She eyed him suspiciously. So, Does that mean the feet that transferred her clothes from her cupboard to his, were of him? Did he opened her cupboard and touched her clothes in her absence?

Not willing to answer her, Vansh walked towards the cupboard and opened it. Her eyes popped seeing the cupboard full of her Kurtis, Tees and nightwares.

It was his cupboard. His room. Ideally, Her clothes, infact any of her belonging shouldn't be here. It just doesn't feel right.

Turning towards her, Vansh pocketed his hands. He didn't miss the surprise look on her face. What was so surprising in this? She is his wife, and as far as he knows husband and wife shares a room after marriage. Now if she wants him to create a scene in front of family members for making her shift in his room permenantly, then that's another thing.

"You have five minutes. Go and change. Warna, Paanch minute ke baad mai andar aajaunga"

He warned, walking close to her looking at her just like a predator looks at its prey. Riddhima was stunned . She wasn't wrong when she said his moods changes like seasons. Just an hour ago, he was soft and gentle with her. He even apologized her mother. And now.... Now he is back to his authorative arrogant self. Understanding Vansh RaiSinghania was beyond her mental ability.

"Pervert"

Riddhima muttered under her breath, glaring at him.

"I heard it...."

Vansh chucked, resting his back against the wall next to the bathroom door and standing crossed leg.

"Aaachuuu....."

Riddhima sneezed covering her face with her hand. When she felt like she was going to sneeze again, She ran into the bathroom covering her mouth and slumped the door right on his face.
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"Arey Riddhima, tu niche kyu aayi... Tabiyat to thik haina teri? Bukhaar to nahi aaya naa."

Chanchal Chachi said looking at Riddhima who was standing outside the kitchen door. Anupriya, who was boiling the eggs looked up and was surprised to see Riddhima. According to them, she was ill and was suppose to take rest.

"Mai thik hun Chachiji. Upar kamre me akele bore horhi thi. To Socha niche aapki help kardu"

Riddhima replied looking at Anupriya. She knew she would be scolded for moving a leg out of the room but that anyway seemed to be a better option than staying in Vansh's room even for a second more.

When she came out of the bathroom, thankfully he was nowhere to be seen in the room. So latching the door Immediately, she changed her clothes and left his room before he comes back again.

"Accha chalo. Ye Ande ubaalne rakhe hai. Inke chilke nikal do. Mai tabtak mummyjii Ko dawaiya deke aati hu...."

Anupriya said, increasing the flame of the gas. Wiping her fingers with the tissue, she walked out of the kitchen.

Riddhima entered in, and stood in front of the kitchen counter. Switching off the flame, she placed the utensil of the boiled eggs on the counter and added cold water to it....

"Beta dheere karna, dekhna kahi haath na jaljaaye"

Chanchal chachi said stirring the soup that she was making, but her attention was towards Riddhima who was transfering the boiled eggs in another bowl with a tong. The hot steam from the boiling water was burning the sensitive skin over her fingers, making her hiss in pain. Masking her pain, Riddhima smiled at Chanchal and blinked her eyes assuring that she is alright.

Adding cold water to the eggs container, she took one of the boiled egg in her hand and started peeling it.

"Chachi, aaj dinner me anda-curry hai?"

While peeling the shell, Riddhima asked to Chanchal who was now pouring the hot soup in the big bowl. Chanchal looked at Riddhima and kept the bowl back.

"Nahi toh."

She replied leaning down to pull the drawer for taking out spoons from inside.

"To fir itne saare ande kyu?"

Riddhima asked, discarding the shell of the egg in the container. If not for dinner then why would Anu Maa boil almost a dozen of eggs...

"Tere pati ke liye...."

Chachiji answered making Riddhima scrunch her brows.

"Huh?"

She asked breaking the deshelled egg into two . Chachiji face palmed shaking her head.

"Tujhe nahi pata? Vansh Roj naste k samay chaar, lunch ke waqt chaar aur dinner me chaar ande khata hai. To Anu didi eksath hi itne ande ubalke refrigerator me rakh deti hai"

She answered making Riddhima's mouth gape. He is a human or what? How could he even think about having breakfast or dinner after eating so manys eggs in a day.
Riddhima bite her nails thinking what kind of human dinosaur did she get married to. Looking at his Abs, who would say that he has been eating all wrong things.

"Hey bhagwaan, Akela aadmi itna kaise khaa sakta hai....."

She murmured under her breath wondering how could he eat so many things alone and not gain weight, whereas her stomach starts bloating even after eating an extra slice of pizza.

"Ab ye to wahi jaane...."

Chachiji chuckled while doing her work... Riddhima thought it was a right opportunity to ask how her who shifted her belonging to Vansh's room. Last thing she remember was removing every single thing of her from his room when he left for London. Then who shifted her belongings back to his room? Urgh, no matter how many steps she takes in forward direction, she is always back to square one....

"Chachi, Wo kuch puchna tha... Mere kapde.... Mera samaan Vansh ke room me kaise.. I mean..."

She fumbled with words not knowing how to explain Chachiji what she meant. Closing her eyes, she mentally slapped her skull. Why was she like this? Like a Lallu.

"Vansh ke room me tera samaan nahi hoga to kya Ramu kaka ka hoga... Tu bhi na Riddhima."

Chachiji replied adding the chopped tomatoes in the kadhaai. Riddhima bite her tongue at her foolishness.

"Anu didi batarhi thi tere kamre ka bistar toot gya hai. To shayad hum shopping ke liye gye the tab Didi aur Mrs. Dsouza ne tera samaan shift karwake room lock kardiya hoga"

Chanchal replied holding the kadhai with a tong and moving the ladle to mix the spices properly.

When the family members returned from Patiala, Anupriya's confident Mrs. D'Souza informed her that Vansh and Riddhima have been living in separate room since their marriage. RaiSinghanias were shocked, expect for Ishani who knew her brother would get bore of that low life girl someday. Only if she knew the reality was exact opposite. With each day, her dear brother's interest doubled.

RaiSinghanias thought, like every typical couple... their two kids might have fought with each other. May be That's why Vansh left for London without informing anyone. So it was the matchmaker Dadiji who gave the suggestion of shifting Riddhima's lagguage to Vansh's room and locking her room in her absence because her years old experience told her that half of the problems solves with a long conversation. It was decided that no one would give the keys to Riddhima.

"Lekin mujhe mere kamre me hi rehna hai. "

Riddhima said adamant. Spending even a minute in Vansh's room was getting difficult for her and here she is asked to spend her entire life in that room. No way. Never ever.

Chachiji rolled her eyes at Riddhima's childishness.

"Kamli hai? Kawaari thodi rahi tu. Shadi hogyi hai ab jhalli. Vyaah ke baad ladkiya pati ke sath rehti hai"

Chachiji scolded Riddhima and tried to explain her. She didn't understand why her mature, understanding Riddhima was being so stubborn today.

Riddhima huffed. She didn't know how to explain her family that their Laadla Vansh was a pain in her ass and she just couldn't tolerate him around her.

If She would ever have to choose between Bittergourd or Vansh, She'd choose Bittergourd.

She had to choose between wearing black clothes for a year or Vansh, she'd happily survive in black clothes.

She had to choose between his arrogant cat Ruby and Vansh, she'd choose Ruby

She had to choose between not seeing anything in Pink color or Vansh, She'd happily close her eyes and not see any shades of pink ever

She had to choose between not bathing straight for 24 days in a rows or Vansh, She'd readily not bath for 24 days.

Even if he is the last man Alive on earth, she wouldn't choose him.

"Rehti hogi. Maine nahi rehna....."

Riddhima said, sulking. Adding the raw chicken pieces in the gravy cooking on the induction, Chanchal looked at Riddhima and shook her head. From when did Riddhima started throwing tantrums? Is she hanging out with Ishani?

Riddhima bite her tongue realizing her reply was rude.

"Aapko to pata haina Chachi mujhe neend hi nahi aati hai nayi jagah pe... Isliye mujhe mere room me hi rehna hoga"

She reasoned as Chanchal looked at her suspicious. By now, Chanchal was sure there was some issue between Vansh and Riddhima otherwise Riddhima wouldn't have ever argued with her. Being a mother figure to both of them, she wanted them to sort out their issues and this would be possible only when they sit and talk with each others instead to searching reasons to run away.

"Buddhu, nayi nayi shadi huyi hai teri. Neend to waise bhi nahi aane wali tujhe. "

Stirring the chicken pieces and gravy, Chachiji looked at Riddhima and teased her. Riddhima cringed hard.

"Mai Anu Maa ke room me...."

Riddhima was about to suggest but stopped seeing Chachiji turning towards her.

"Sochna bhi Mat. Abhi bhi Choti bacchi nahi hai tu Anu didi ke kamre me rehne ke liye."

Keeping her one hand on hip while Pointing the ladle towards Riddhima with the other hand, Chachiji scolded her.

"Aaplog mujhe mere room se nikaalrhe ho?"

Riddhima asked, with a tear film in her eyes. Her room was locked and now she can't even stay in her Anu Maa's or Sia's room. Why would they lock her room without informing her?

For the first time Riddhima felt like she was a burden on her family. May be that's why they got her married to get rid of her... Feeling hurt, Riddhima turned to go....

"Hainn? Mai ki kita? Bataya to tujhe abhi .. Anu didi ne.... "

Chachiji tried to explain, but Riddhima didn't listen. She wanted to cry, but she herself didn't know for what... She was just mentally exhausted.

"Riddhima sun to....."

Chachiji called but Riddhima didn't stop. She was running through the verandahs. Due to strong air currents, the long white curtain hanging from the pillar flew and came in front of her eyes. As the curtain hittted her face all of sudden, Riddhima stumbled and was about to fall. Afraid of hitting the floor at any moment, She closed her eyes and prayed to God. That was when out of nowhere, a strong pair of arms snaked around her waist to hold her.

Riddhima opened her eyes slowly and saw Vansh staring back at her. Under the white curtain, their eyes locked. His eyes were shimmering with determination of achieving whatever he wants. Those orbs had a glint of self confidence whereas her eyes were filled with many questions, many doubts. As his intense orbs bored into her soft ones, under that white curtain over their heads, they were lost into another world.

Removing the curtain from their head, Vansh straightened and helped Riddhima to stand properly. Tugging the hair fringes behind her earlobe, she lowered her gaze feeling embarrassed for gawking at him.

"Sweetheart, You....."

Vansh broke the silence but stopped in midway noticing Mrs. D'Souza approaching near them.

"Vansh Baba, Niche Inspector Kabir aur unke kuch officers aaye hai. Aapse milna chahte hai".

Mrs.D'Souza informed making him glare at Riddhima, who seemed to be equally shocked hearing this. Her mouth gaped, and she looked at Vansh who was seething in anger after hearing the name that triggers him the most.

He craned his neck to look at Riddhima who was frozen at the spot. She didn't know how to react... Vansh and Kabir's faceoff was the last thing she ever wanted.

Why would Kabir come to meet him, that too with his team? Did Riddhima inform her so called best friend about the attacks that Vansh's men did on him? Is she planning to get him arrested? So many questions were spinning in Vansh's mind and eating him. More than anything, He was worried about RaiSinghania's reputation. He couldn't bear any taint on the name of his family.

After Looking at Riddhima's shocked expressions, he was in dilemma. His brain told him that he was right, but his heart wasn't accepting it for some reasons. For the first time, he wanted to listen to his heart. He wanted to think that Riddhima didn't inform Kabir about the attack..

For the first time in his entire life, he wanted to be proved wrong. Because if he is right, then Riddhima has messed up a big time. There is no forgiveness for putting RaiSinghania's reputation at stake.

"Wait for me in our Room, Sweetheart"

He bent and whispered in Riddhima's ear. Her ears heated up and her fingers involuntarily touched the ears.

Leaving Riddhima in daze, Vansh walked followed by Mrs. D'Souza.
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"Aur batao, Sejal kaisi hai?"

Dadi was asking Kabir, when his eyes fell on Vansh who was descending the stairs. From far, it looked like Vansh was glaring at him. As Vansh descended the stairs like he owns the world, Kabir observed his each step. Such was Vansh's aura that Kabir didn't even realized when he got up from the sofa. It was almost a reflex response.

For Kabir, This was the first time he was meeting Vansh. Being a police officer, he has met many influential people and dangerous criminals before, But Vansh was something else... Normally, people start sweating seeing the policemen before them. But there wasn't even a single crease seen on Vansh's forehead. As if he has nothing to hide....

Vansh noticed the officers looking at him. But his attention was on Kabir. It was the same name that has been root of every fucking problem in his marital life. If he could, he would have wiped this name itself from the slate of this world. But Naah, Vansh RaiSinghania doesn't do dirty work.

"Yeh lo Vansh bhi aagya...."

Dadijii announced looking at the police officers who were eager to meet her grandson and asked the house help to arrange for tea and coffees.

Standing right in front of Kabir, Vansh pocketed his hands and bored his gaze directly into Kabir's eye who didn't even have a slightest idea of why he was welcomed with those glaring gazes.

Dadi looked between the two not knowing what was going on.

"Vansh, Yeh Kabir Hai. Riddhima ne to bataya hoga na tumhe Kabir ke bareme"

Dadi took the initiative of breaking the ice between the two men who were glaring each other for God knows what.

Clicking his tongue, Vansh looked at dadi inclining his neck. The fact that even his family knew Kabir very well didn't go right with Vansh. He doesn't like any outsider gelling up with his family, especially his favourite Dadi.

Taking a step back, he sat on the sofa chair cross-legged while his arm rested on the armrest of the chair.

"Nahi Dadi. Riddhima ne kuch nahi bataya. Ho sakta hai bhul gyi ho, ya ye bhi hosakta hai Kabir uske liye itna important na ho."

He replied, completing the last line while looking at Kabir indirectly telling him now he holds no importance in Riddhima's life. Dadi scrunched her brows in confusion, while Kabir glared back at Vansh.

All the other officers accompanying Kabir were looking at each other clueless not knowing what the F was going on.

"Sub-Inspector Kabir Sharma, Dwarka Sector Police station."

Kabir forwarded his hand for handshake. Vansh looked at Kabir's extended hand. Just when he thought Vansh raised his hand from the arm rest of the sofa chair for the handshake, Vansh surprised Kabir by taking back the hand and putting it in the pocket again.

"Oh so sorry Inspector.... I mean Sub-Inspector. I have OCD you see. So have to follow No handshake rule or else they'll get dirty"

Vansh's reply was so full of attitude that Kabir was reminded of his senior officials of the Department who gave him hard time when he was a trainee. Right from the way he was sitting crossed leg in front of police officers to moving his fingers on the arm rest... Everything about Vansh RaiSinghania was screaming arrogance and Kabir wasn't a deaf to not hear that.

"I guess you have Restless Leg Syndrome too"

Kabir taunted indicating towards Vansh's shoe clad feet that were moving while he sat crossed legged on the sofa chair.

"Not Bad Inspector.... Oops Sub-Inspector Kabir."

Vansh said, impressed with Kabir's answer. A good comeback.

"Oh, why are you all standing? Please have a sit. Make yourself comfortable"

It was when Vansh said, Kabir realized that he was standing all this while whereas Vansh was sitting comfortably in front of him crossed leg just like a Boss. Taking a seat on the sofa, Kabir looked at his fellow officers, and signalled them something. One of the policeman took out a piece of paper from his pocket and passed it to Kabir.

Vansh's gaze traveled between the two officers. What were they whispering ? And what is that paper for? To arrest him? From when did the police officers started keeping arrest warrant in their Pockets. As far as he knows, this is India and Police officers are still the last ones to arrive in every scenario.

"Kabir Baba, Ye aapki garma garam extra chini wali chai with aapke favourite moong daal ke pakode."

Mrs. D'Souza said keeping the tray on the table. Dadi insisted the police officers to have the snacks. They were little hesistant. But when Kabir signalled them to take the snacks, they picked up their plates from the tray.

"Thankyou D'Souza Aunty"

Kabir replied with a smile, making Mrs. D'Souza smile as well. Riddhima's every friend has a special place in her heart, because they are just like Riddhima. . . Cheerful and lively.

"Next time you want to relish Chai & Pakode made by Mrs. D'Souza, No need to waste your and mine precious time by coming here. Just inform prior. My driver will deliver tiffin directly to your cabin. Well, I hope you have a cabin...."

Vansh said, his voice dripped with sarcasm. Kabir was flabbergasted. From the time he has entered VR mansion, Vansh is throwing wordly draggers at him, for God knows what... He knew RaiSinghanias since long because of Riddhima And his best friend Aryan. They are all decent, kind and polite. So it was hard for him to believe that even a mannerless man like Vansh is a RaiSinghania. His behavior was highly obnoxious.

Keeping the plate back on the table without even touching a single pakoda, Kabir gulped a glass of water. Seeing Kabir, all his fellow officers kept the plate black. Who in right frame of mind would gobble food when it was served with a tinge of insult?

"Vansh, ye kya tareeka hua baat karne ka... Kabir itne dino baad humare ghar aaya hai."

Dadi intervened, when she felt the matter was going out of hand. She had no idea why her grandson was behaving so rudely with the police officer, especially Kabir who wasn't an outsider to her. She was really embarrassed of her grandson.

Not liking his Dadi's interupption, Vansh clicked his tongue.

"Dadi, VR mansion is too far from Dwarka sector Police Station. Petrol, Diesel prices are already hiking. Sorry, but I won't recommend him to waste our Government's money by travelling in the police van for enjoying Chai and Pakore at civilian's home."

Vansh said turned his neck towards Dadi but his each words were directed towards Kabir.
His continuous taunts was making everyone in the hall uncomfortable.

Wiping his lips and moustache with the tissue, Kabir straightened himself.

"Oh I see Mr. RaiSinghania... Anyways, I wanted to interrogate you about a very important case. I'd appreciate if you cooperate with the police and help us in solving the case."

Kabir said, making Vansh scrunch his brows. Keeping a cool and calm composure, He signalled Kabir to continue.

Taking out a envelope from his pocket, Kabir tore it and emptied the entire envelope on the glass table between them. As the photographs from the envelope fell and scattered one by one on the glass table, Vansh frowned. What the hell was going on?

"Do you know him?"

Kabir asked, pointing towards a photograph on the extreme left. Dadi looked between her grandson and Kabir. She was getting anxious.

"He is Mr. Uday Bagchi. A well known industrialist. He has been supplying raw materials for our construction business since my father's time. And recently We have signed a tender with him for our new construction project of ChandiBagh Twin Towers ..."

Vansh informed, taking care not to reveal too much. He had no idea why would Kabir ask about his business associates

"Next"

Kabir ordered,and his fellow officer kept a photograph in front of Vansh.

"He is Gaurav Gandhi. A Property dealer. He acts as an agent for purchase and sale of land."

Vansh briefed, making Kabir smirk.

"And I believe he was the one from whom you purchase the land for building your dream project, Chandibagh Twin Towers"

Kabir said, making Vansh grit his teeth. He wasn't liking how Kabir dug out every single information related to his dream project.

"Yes"

Vansh replied, with clenched teeth.

When Kabir's officer placed few photos on the table in front of him, Vansh was shocked. He knew almost everyone.

"What are you trying to do officer?"

Vansh spoke through clenched teeth.

"Do you know Mr. RaiSinghania that Uday Bagchi's granddaughter Chandra Bagchi, Gaurav Gandhi, Sujit Shaika all the other three faces you recognized few seconds back have gone missing since last 7 days..... There is no call for ransom till now but as per our investigation team, they are kidnapped ."

Kabir informed, making Vansh snap his head towards him. He read about Chandra Bagchi's kidnapping in a newspaper few days back when he was in London, but he had no idea about the other ones.... He did read the whatsapp messages on their business group about famous business personalities getting kidnapped, but he thought they were all cooked up stories.

"Why are you sitting here then? Why waste time? Just Go and find them Officer."

Vansh taunted, making the officers more angry. They were all quite just because of Kabir who informed them before entering VR mansion that RaiSinghanias were like a family to him and his sister and he respects them a lot. So they kept quiet But if given a chance, they would love to remove every ounce of arrogance from the arrogant brat sitting in front of them, named Vansh.

"Isn't it strange Mr. RaiSinghania that all those missing or should I say kidnapped , are either your suppliers, business associates or agents? And that too in the same project, what was it called? Oh yeah.... ChandiBagh Twin Towers"

Kabir said, making Vansh clench his fist... Though he know Kabir was right, but what was he trying to prove?

"So what?.... What are you implying Inspector... I mean Subinspector Kabir? Are you trying to say that I have kidnapped them?"

Vansh's voice boomed in the room. Dadi flinched looking at her grandson losing his calm. The officers had sudden urge to smash Vansh face for raising voice on a Police officer.

"Why are you offended Mr. RaiSinghania? I'm not saying you anything.. Your dream project, ChandiBaagh is the only connecting link between all the missing cases. So, it would be better if you cooperate and give us all the information about the people involved in this project. "

Kabir said in a strict tone, the one which he usually uses for the prisoners. The increasing rate of kidnappings in the city has already increased the amount of pressure on the entire police system. Inspite of constant pressure ,he always tries to keep himself cool and calm in every condition but then people like Vansh really test his patience.

While Kabir was snapping, Vansh's eyes were fixated on the petite frame behind the pillar. Hiding behind the pillar, his wife was eavesdropping their conversation.

"Aangre...."

Vansh called in a stern voice, while his gaze was still fixed on Riddhima. Angre came forward and understanding his Boss's unsaid words he nodded his head.

While Vansh got up from the sofa chair, Angre took his seat and started briefing about the people involved in ChandiBaagh Project. Vansh walked towards the pillar and before Riddhima could escape, He caught her wrist. Entwining his fingers with hers, he climbed the stairs while Riddhima looked back and saw her friend Kabir discussing something with Aangre looking in a file. When Kabir's eyes met her, she gave him a smile which he reciprocated before turning his gaze to the file.
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"Mana kiya tha na bahar aane se... Kyu aayi?"

Vansh asked, approaching his steps slowly towards her. Riddhima looked here and there not knowing what to answer or how to tell him that she was anxious and afraid that he might hurt her friend again.

His hawk eyes observed her as she bite her lower lip in nervousness. Someone please tell her to stop doing that in front of him....

"Woh Pani khatam hogya tha to wahi lene..."

Riddhima replied meekly. She knew he must be in a bad mood right now and pressing him won't be good for her.

Lie. A complete Lie. Vansh rolled his eyes, listening to her reply. She is highly mistaken if she thinks he is a fool to buy that. What irritated him the most was she chose to lie instead of telling it on his face that she came out to see her so called friend.

Agree, he wouldn't have liked to hear this reply from her mouth but atleast he would have known it was an honest reply.

Riddhima looked at Vansh and understood that he wasn't convinced. She didn't want to lie again, so she looked away and fidgeted the corner of her dupatta with her fingers.

All of sudden, Vansh took a step closer to her. She moved back in reflex. When he took another step in her direction, her heart thudded strongly against her chest. Taking her left leg back, she looked at him and gulped after seeing her iris turning a shade darker.

Vansh's control was snapping seeing her so close to him. Days without her in London felt longer than a month to him. There were times when his heart yearned to hold her close and engulf her petite frame in his embrace.

Riddhima wasn't just Vansh RaiSinghania's infatuation. She was his addiction. And Once you become a addict, you just can't let go off your addiction easily whether good or bad.

She stirred his passion, his energy that excited him for his future and heightened his every sensation.. Her words, her name was all he could hear, he could say. He was so insanely driven by his desires in past few days that he was touching her even when she was not near.

"Vansh....."

Riddhima whispered, taking a step back and feeling uncomfortable because of the way he was looking at her. She was never in any kind of relationship before. He was the first man in her life to hold her so close to him, caress her cheeks, snake his arms around her waist and kiss her. His mere touch was enough to make electrifying sensation run throughout her body.

With a long step, Vansh stood exactly in front of Riddhima. She tried to step back, but felt the hard surface of wall behind her.

"Shhhh......"

She opened her mouth to say something, but Vansh pasted his fingers on her lips. He had a itching sensation in his other hand, as his finger pressed lightly against her soft petal lips.

Her eyeballs squint as she looked at his finger on her lips and then at him. Caging her petite body by pinning her against the wall, Vansh looked at her. Her bathed breath began fanning his face as he leaned close.

She looked more beautiful from a closer view. He could never get tired of staring at this face. An epitome of beauty she was.

Due to their height difference, it was getting difficult for him to maintain the eyelock. So, Holding her face in his hands, he raised it and made her look at him. Fear surged inside her as he cupped her cheeks all of sudden.

"Can we be honest with each other? Please...."

He requested, his husky voice sending shivers down her voice. Riddhima looked in his eyes that softened just for her. Many things were running through her mind, and she couldn't just stop thinking about him. Was he trying to influence her?

"Why did you come down?"

Taking her silence as a Yes, Vansh asked looking straight into her eyes, while his thumb caressed the skin of her cheeks. Riddhima wanted to shove his hands, but she wasn't even able to move a muscle without trembling in his proximity. He surely enjoyed the affect he had on her. The way her body trembled with his touch, made him ecstatic.

"Woh... Tum....tum ghusse me kahi Kabir ko dobara nuksaan na pohochaao, isliye"

She confessed, or should we say gave an honest reply just like what he demanded. Not because he wanted to hear it, but because she was fed up of lying. For someone who has never liked liars, these 2-3 lies that she has to speak ever since he entered her life were too much.

Vansh closed his eyes in frustration. So he was right. She came down for Kabir even when he strictly told her not to take a step outside the room. Kabir, Kabir, Kabir.... Everytime it's that bloody bastard.....

"Itni fikar hai uski?"

He asked. His question sounded more like a taunt to her ears. She pushed him hardly. He stumbled one or two step back.

"Mujhe apne saare dosto ki fikr hoti hai. Har kisiko apne jaisa samajhna band kijiye"

She replied miffed for bringing the same topic again and again. What is the problem of this man? He himself asked for an honest reply, and when she gave one... He is taunting. Exactly that is the reason she wasn't telling him.

Vansh understood that she took it as an offense. He pinched his forhead and then smiled. If he wants her with him, then he'll have to listen to her. Or else it won't take time for this little Birdie to break the CAGE and fly away.

"Fine. Tumhare dost ko dobara pareshan nahi karunga"

He assured making her wide-eyed. She stared at him, astonished. Vansh rolled his eyes. Now that he is giving his words that he won't cause any harm to her friend/ friends or who-so-ever, she is staring at him like he is a nincompoop. Should he take back his words?

Feeling hot all of sudden, Vansh started unbottoning his shirt.

"I don't believe you"

She replied, looking away. Can Vansh RaiSinghania survive without troubling others? She knew the answer is - No.

Vansh chuckled at her reply and threw his shirt on the bed . Who was even asking her to believe him?

"Fine with me. You do what you want to and I'll do what I want to."

He said, and before she knew his pointed nose touched her nasal bridge, and his hands wrapped securely around her waist. Her bangles jingled as Riddhima clutched the belt of his black vest involuntarily and shut her eyes.

Vansh eyed her fear striken face. Her long eyelashes that looked longer as her eyes shut made his heart skip a beat. He had a sudden urge to trace the crease on her forhead that formed because of him.
The little nose stud on her nostril made his Adam's apple to Bob up as he gulped. The blood rushing to her cheeks formed a natured blush on her cheek , making his pupil dilate. Every cell of his body was screaming only one thing - Kiss.

He wanted to kiss her like she was a flower and he was a bee willing to suck whole of her nectar. He wanted to kiss her in a way that shows her how badly he wanted her. He wanted to kiss her like there is no tomorrow. He wanted to kiss her more than he've ever wanted anything in his life.

He wanted to feel the softness of her lips when they crashed against his, the warmth of her breaths as she exhaled against him. He wanted to hold her so long that she knows how much he have been waiting for her.

Unable to handle the whirlpool of emotions happening inside her, Riddhima struggled in his embrace, and tried to escape, but Vansh wasn't in mood to let go of her... He was not done yet.

"Stay. I want you to stay close"

He insisted , touching his nose with her slightly. A electrifying sensation traveled down her spine as he nudged their noses. Riddhima felt like her legs were melting. She didn't even know why she was in his room listening to his nonsense....

"Kyu?"

She asked, looking away because the passion in his eyes was scaring her.

"Har kyu ka jawab nahi hota Riddhima. "

His lips tingled her soft lips as he moved them against her to speak. Riddhima gulped feeling thirsty all of sudden. Their current position was too intimate for her. Her fingers curled tightly around the shoulder strap of his black vest as he continued talking.

Since months, Vansh have kept his love hidden from her. At this moment, He just wanted to stop holding himself back. He wanted to bare his heart in front of her so that she could see how much love, passion, desire he was hiding inside him.

"I don't know what kind of future I'm going to give you Sweetheart. All I know is I don't want to have any future without you."

He confessed, making Riddhima numb. She raised her eyelids and looked at him. If he himself doesn't know what kind of future he is capable to give her, then how could he even expect her to picturize her future with him.

Riddhima looked away, to stop herself from hitting him on his chest. He might have not visualized his future without her, but she did... She did visualized her future without him with open eyes many times. Her future was thousand times more peaceful and happier than her present.

Seeing her lost in thoughts, Vansh clicked his tongue irritated. When he is speaking something important to her, she is suppose to listen to him without diverting her attention. When he is in front of her, he wants to be the only thing running in her mind. Attention seeker was what he'd call her when she was just Eight. Little did he knew, he himself was a biggest attention seeker. And right now, he wanted her attention.

Whether force or manipulation, Vansh RaiSinghania will do everything in his power to win his girl. Mind games have been his favorite and playing them with his little wifey would be so much fun.

"Kabhi apni si lagti ho, Kabhi parayi. Kabhi acchi to kabhi Buri.... Tum jo ho, jaisi ho... mujhe bus meri lagti ho."

Vansh said, his deep baritone voice sending chills down Riddhima's spine. Is it even possible to hold someone captive just by your words, or she is an exceptional case.... Riddhima wondered.

His words sounded creepy to her. If she could, she would have runs hills. But her bad..., she was frozen in his proximity.

"Bus meri"

He declared, making her gasp. Riddhima felt weak in her knees. All the incidents when he humiliated her, taunted her, treated her like trash flashed before her eyes. Fearing that her legs could give up at any moment, she clutched on the strap of his black vest tightly and blinked to let the tear roll out of her eyes.

What does he think of himself? How could he play with someone's emotions like this? At one moment he makes her feel like he is disgusted seeing her face. She is a useless, spineless person and the very next moment he says all the lovey dovey things and makes her feel like she matters to him.. Like she is a special one for him..... All LIE. A big fat lie..

She sobbed thinking how could someone lie about such things...

Looking at her condition, Vansh leaned down and put his one arm beneath her knees and other one was wrapped securely around her waist. Lifting her in his arm, he walked taking slow steps, his eyes refusing to leave her even for a second.

He laid her gently on the bed. Getting on the bed on his knees, He sat beside her.

Riddhima who was lost in her thoughts looked at her side when she felt someone slumping in the bed.

"Maza aata haina tumhe, mere feelings ke sath khelne me.... Mujhe hurt karne me. Bachpan se leke aajtak yahi karte aaye ho"

She accused him, her eyes spitting fire. For the first time, Vansh didn't feel angry when someone was glaring at him. Instead he was hurt... He was Feeling like someone has penetrated a sharp mercilessly needle in his heart.

If their childhood memories were horrible for her, he wasn't in peace as well. If she was traumatized, his condition was no less. At least she had his family with her whereas he was left alone in the darkness. The mention of their childhood brought back all the bitter memories which he didn't want to remember, at least not now.

"Ssshhhhhhh.... Bas....."

Riddhima flinched, and looked at him widening her eyes. He was glaring at her keeping finger on his lips, asking her to shush her mouth.

She became quiet and wiped her tears. Extending his hand, Vansh turn off the lights and switched on the bedlamp.

Riddhima looked at him confused, as Vansh pulled the pullovers over her body and kept a pillow behind her back.

"Enough of talking, Sleep now. "

He ordered, making Riddhima scrunch her brows. She isn't a doll to clap, dance, sit and sleep on his command. Neither she is his employee to listen his every order.

Riddhima was about to get up from the bed, but Vansh stopped her. She turned and looked at Vansh who was holding her bangle claded hand.

"I'm going in the balcony to make a call. When I return, I should find you asleep Or else...."

He said in a husky voice, while his thumb played with the red and white chuda in her hand which was one of the symbol of their marriage. His eyes landed on the faint Henna design of her hands. The Henna might fade in few days, but color of his love, his passion, his desire, his obsession will only darken with every passing day.

Riddhima glared at him, then tried to pull her hand out of his grip but Again... Vansh wasn't in mood to leave.

She was miffed when Vansh threatened her. How many times is he going to threaten her and for how many things?

"Puri baat to sunke jaao Jaan"

He spoke, his words warning her not to cross him. Jaan? Did he really call her that? Wasn't sweetheart enough that he wants to use one more cringy word for her....

Riddhima flared her nose and tried to removed his grip using her other hand.

Vansh chuckled looking at her efforts. A smirk played on his lips as he pulled her hand with force and Riddhima landed directly in his lap with her one hand resting on his bicep and the other hand clutching the strap of his black vest.

Like the moon, her face shine brightest in the dark, fascinating him with her beauty. Was it the fragrance of the room freshener or the natural sweet smell of their bodies that filled in their nostrils as they inhaled in each other's proximity?

Was it the tinkling of the windchimes or the sound of their own thumping heart that broke their trance as Riddhima looked away and tried to get up from his lap.

"Or else I won't mind sleeping taking you in my arms. Then don't blame me if my hands go in any inappropriate place."

Vansh whispered, leaning closer to her ears. Riddhima's eyes widened and her ears heated as she heard those words from him.

"What Rubbish"

Slaping his bicep hardly, Riddhima got up from the his lap while Vansh chuckled at her reaction rubbing his bicep that has now turned into a shade of red.

"Try me sweetheart."

He challenged, frustrating Riddhima. Getting up from the bed, he opened the drawer of the adjacent table and took out a cigarette bundle from it.

"Pervert"

Riddhima murmured under her breath, loud enough for him to hear. He craned his neck, and looked at her...

"Wait for me Wifey if you want to see how much of a pervert I'm."

Vansh uttered, leaving Riddhima in a state of shock. She was astonished at the shameless of the person in front of him. How dare he flirt him openly?

"Kaisa Besharm insaan hai...."

She said to herself, glaring at his retreating figure. If there was any contest of "India's Biggest Besharm", she is sure her husband would beat all the Participants and win the title. Then she would happily put his winning pic on her Insta story with the Caption "Well Deserved".

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"Thakral is calling you everyday since last week and you are telling me this today, Angre....."

Vansh barked over the call. Angre have to literally hold the mobile phone away from his ears to save them from loud exposure.

"Sorry Boss. I thought He was just bluffing when he said the consequences won't be good if I refuse to tell him about his son"

Angre said, regretting his decision of underestimating Thakral. He thought the oldie whose one leg is already in grave won't be able to do much... He'll flutter his wings for sometime and then sit quite.

"Do you even realize your mistake Angre? I told you to keep watch on his every activity but you....."

Vansh spoke through close teeth. Angre felt ashamed of himself for disapponting his Boss. He never thought that oldie Thakral would go on a Kidnapping spree just to take out an information from him.

"I'm sorry Boss. I'll find a way to get out of this mess."

Angre said, taking responsibility of his mistake. The news of business personalities associated with ChandiBaagh project getting kidnapped spread like a wild fire on social media and news channels after the statement Kabir and his officers gave in their interview this afternoon. All the investors, agents ,shareholders were afraid of being associated to ChandiBaagh project anymore. It has been only 6 hours since the news was out. And in this 6 hours, The shares were constantly dropping and VR associates incurred huge loss due to last minute cancelation of many important contracts.

"Give him whatever he wants Angre. If he wants to know about his son, then let the cat out of the bag.... But in VR style.. "

Vansh said before cutting the call making Angre frown. What his Boss said a second ago was beyond his understanding.
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Taking out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket, Vansh held the cigarette between his fingers and looked at the starry sky from the balcony of his room. Smoking was something, he wanted to quit from long but couldn't.

Pressing the button, He lightened the cigarette and put back the lighter in his pocket. Smoking the cigarette, He gazed at the starry sky. Just Like how the moon was lonely and alone in the starry night, He always felt lone among the people around him. Just like this moon, There was a part of him which was always hidden. A part of him that was imperfect, that was scar-ed, that needed healing. No matter how much he tried to hide this side of him from the world, Riddhima always managed to uncover his scar-ed side.

Just like how the non luminous Moon does not emits its own light, rather reflects the light from the sun..... Vansh's personality reflected his past. His body language, his attitude, his rage, his obsession, his stubborness, his arrogance, his madness...every fucking thing was a reflection of his past that beated every moment inside him like a second heart.

"Vansh Baba. Aap? Aap yaha........"

A Six year old Vansh startled hearing the voice. Hide and seek was his favorite game. Little him had found so many secret places in the Huge VR mansion to hid himself from others eyes. It was one of those day when he was playing Hide and seek with his cousins Jasleen and Balvant. Closing the kitchen door, Six year Vansh walked on his toes so that no one could notice him.

Few house helps were working in the kitchen, but still little Vansh managed to climb on the rank in the kitchen corner and hide his tiny frame in between the big utensils that too without catching anyone's attention. As his silvery tshirt camouflaged perfectly with the utensils, nobody could spot it.

An hour passed, then two... When Balvant didn't come to search Vansh, The little kid thought to come out of his hiding place. Just as he peeked his head out, what he saw left him aghast.

There was the house help "Priyanka" standing near the kitchen window with a man. Vansh was very attentive and smart since his childhood. It didn't take a minute for him to recognize the man. He was Vansh's father's friend who would visit their home for some office related work.

It wasn't the two people of different genders standing together but it was the way they were they were hugging each other that astonished Vansh.

Little him had no idea why that uncle would hug Priya aunty who works in their house... Were they friends?. Vansh covered his eyes as he saw that uncle pecking his Priya aunty's cheek.

"Vansh.... Vansh baba. Aap, aap yaha?..."

Priya gasped as she found the little kid looking at them wide eyed from the second shelf of the rack. Pushing that man, she adjusted her saree properly and looked at little Vansh, who then jumped from the rack and ran out of the kitchen room uttering a sorry.

Little him had no idea what he saw. He never gossiped about it with anyone. But this incident remained in his memories for a long time. As he grew up, he started connecting dots. It didn't take long for him to realize that what he saw was an "makeout-session", and that was why that houselp Priyanka never showed up in VR mansion after that day. Because she was embarrassed.

For years, it cringed Vansh thinking how his househelp and his father's friend were making out behind the closed doors of Kitchen room of his house. He cringed even harder when the sixteen year old him got to know Riddhima whom his mother brought from God knows where to his house, was none other than their houselp Priyanka's daughter.

Never in his wildest dream he thought he would get married to their houshelp Priyanka's Daughter someday. After whatever he saw in the kitchen years back with his own eyes, Respecting Priyanka was Out of Question for him.

The same man who was making out with Riddhima's mother in the kitchen is giving Vansh a tough time time.

Thakral, his father's once a best friend, his Chachu's best buddy, a regular visitor to their house. The last time Vansh saw him was when he was having a make out session with Riddhima's mother Twenty-Five years back. Since then neither Priyanka nor Thakral showed up in VR mansion again.

Once a friend of his Dad and his mother-in-law's Ex is now hell bent on ruining all the RaiSinghanias. Mother in law..lol. He won't be ever able respect that lady.

Vansh knew his happiness lies in his wife. And he knows her happiness lies in her late mother. And for his happiness, he'll have to put on a facade and do the drama of respecting her mother. Sometimes To move forward, you have to take two steps backward first. And he is going to do exactly the same.

Blowing his worries, his anxiety, his restlessness in the smoke, Vansh crushed the burnt end of the cigarette under his slipper and pushing the curtains, he walked inside the room not before throwing the cigarette in the dustbin.

To his relief, Riddhima was sleeping on the bed covering herself from head to toe. He smiled looking at her. She was his peace. She had a magic to calm the chaos inside him.

Sitting on the bed beside her sleeping form, Vansh gazed at her. He had so much too speak, but she was asleep and he didn't want to disturb her.

"You know, if there is someone I have loved immensely, then it has to be my Dad. I loved Dad, so much that I would secretely pinch Ishani whenever she would get on his lap in front of me... He was my superhero, my favorite person, My Guy and I was so possessive about him.."

Vansh whispered to her sleeping form, making sure not to disturb her sleep. He just wanted to share his side of story with her even after being aware that she wasn't listening.

"When Dad left us, I was too young. I didn't know how to cope up with this. I'd wait for him on the doorstep of my room hoping that he'd come to kiss me goodnight, But he never came. "

Vansh's eyes moisten remembering his late father. He never shared his feeling with anyone, but today when Riddhima brought up the topic of their childhood, he was reminisced of all the bad memories he didn't want to remember.

"I was told I need to accept that He is no more. And I did. With time, I accepted this harsh reality. Mom and me started bonding only after Dad's death. She left the business just to take care of me, Ishani and Sia. Her entire world would revolve around us, especially around me. Afterall I reminded her of Dad as our habits, likes, dislikes were almost similar."

Vansh himself didn't know why he was sharing this with Riddhima, that too when she is asleep. To him, It felt like he was sharing a piece of himself to someone.

"Fate snatched My Dad from me. But I had my Mom. And I promised myself not to let anyone snatch Mom from me But..."

Caressing her covered head, Vansh spoke sadly remembering the day when his Mom, Anupriya brought Riddhima to their house for the first time. In a pink frock and with a candy in her hand, Eight year old Riddhima set her foot in VR mansion holding Anupriya's finger.

"You entered our world and turned it upside down. Why did you even come in my life Riddhima?"

Blood rush through his veins, and eyes moisten as he remembered how much his Mom started neglecting him and his siblings to take care of little Riddhima.

When he lost his first basketball ball match as a captain and wanted to cry hiding his head in his mother's lap, she was busy in doing craft work with Riddhima.

He remembered how teachers would scold him when his mother stopped attending Parents Teacher meeting to take care of little Riddhima.

Fifteen years, and it still hurts the same. It still hurts the same remembering that your own mother pushed you away from your family just for a stranger girl with whom she wasn't even related by blood.

Pulling down the duvet from Riddhima's head, Vansh looked at her face that was glowing due to the moonlight. She was sleeping like she was having the best sleep of her life.

"I wish I never met you."

He confessed, eyes still fixated on her innocent face. If their paths wouldn't have crossed, they would have been living a happy life now.

Closing his eyes, Vansh leaned and pasted his lips on her warm cheek. His bottom lip rolled outwards as he pressed his lips softly on her full cheeks.

Riddhima stirred in sleep. Feeling a weight on her cheeks, she yawed , tossed on the bed while her eyes were still shut.

"Tsskkk....ye macchar bhi na...."

He heard her blabber in her sleep. Before Vansh could withdraw his lips from her cheek, he felt a burning sensation on his left cheek as Riddhima's slap landed right there.

"meow.... Meoooow... Meowwww"

He craned his neck and saw Ruby cheer as she witnessed the entire scene from the open window of her cathouse.

Wow. Just Wow.... Now even his cat was at her side. How do you do this Riddhima?
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Ishani's POV :-

Humming an English song, I exited the Bar spinning the belt of my handbag around my finger.

"Where you going Miss Nightingale?"

My step halted, hearing a voice. I murmured some colourful words under my breath and turned back.

I saw Angre outside the Bar pocketing his hand. What the fuck is he doing here? How did he know i'm in this Bar? Is he following me?

"And who the fuck are you to ask me that? My Brother, friend, Boyfriend or husband?"

I snapped him. From when did the servant of our house started questioning me? I flared my nose looking at Aangre who took a step towards me. As he approached closer, I noticed that he wasn't in his office suit today. The khaki coloured turtle neck tee that he was wearing, fitted tightly on his abs making him look more masculine than before. Admist the darkness, his face was radiating and I couldn't take my eyes off him. Wait, am I checking him out?

His eyebrows scrunched, and forhead wrinkled as he caught me staring at him red-handed. I averted my gaze and cursed myself.

Gawd, What has happened to your taste Ishani? I know I have consumed a little more of Vodka today, but that doesn't mean I'll ogle at servants. From when did you start checking out servants of your house? So what he is hot, He is still a servant.

Scolding myself, I glared at him angrily as I remember how he questioned me a minute back. Who the hell he thinks he is to ask me where I'm going or where I'm coming from.... A servant should know his limits.... Wait, Who the fuck told him I'm in a Bar.

"Your Protector"

He replied, making me scrunch my brows. Don't tell me Bhai has demoted him to the post of Bodyguard. Oh please... I don't want a bodyguard whose tongue works more than his hands.

And this.... I eyed him from head to toe... This irritating skinny man has no quality to be Ishani RaiSinghania's Bodyguard.

"You and Protector? You must be the one used to draw geometric angles, right? "

Crossing my arms in the front, I mocked him. He and My protector... Huh. Even Ishani RaiSinghania's protectors have a class.

"Boss has given me responsibility to protect his family. So that makes me your protector. Besides, I'm skilled Marksman and trained in Kalaripayattu. So, you are safe with me".

Ouch, baby's ego is hurt. As if I care a damn about his skills and his bruised Ego.... Ole Ole.....

"Then tell your Boss that I don't need protection. Ishani RaiSinghania knows how to protect herself"

I shouted on his face pointing a finger at him. Protector my foot. Idiot fellow. God knows what Bhai saw in his good for nothing employee.

Giving him a look, I turned back and was about to walk away from there, when I again heard his voice.

"Listen atleast..... "

Urghhhh. I fumed and turned glaring at him.

"Dare you stop me again. It won't take a second for me to dot you One. Now move out of my way"

I warned, clearly disliking the way he was interfering too much. Just because Bhai considers him as a family doesn't mean he becomes part of our family. He should know where to draw the line. And if at all... He doesn't know, then Ishani RaiSinghania is definetely going to show him his limits.

"Sorry to say, but you aren't going anywhere alone Ma'am"

He fucking stood in my way. How dare he? Such an ill mannered Brat. Even Dogs are more obidient than him. Apologies Dear Doggies for comparing you with this useless, hopeless, brainless, spineless and everything less less man.....

"You...."

Stomping my foot, I pointed my finger towards him. Jeez, I want to strangulate him with my own hands right now.

"Naah. I don't want any arguments. It's either me dropping you back to home in my car or you taking an auto to reach home..... Choice is yours.".

He said calmly, folding his hand and resting his back on the door of the car. It was then that I noticed my car was nowhere. I remember parking it here only, then where the fuck did it go... Oh my god.

"Your driver might have already reached VR mansion in your car ma'am. No use of looking for him"

Angre informed, making me gape. What the fuck? Give me a gun, I want to empty it in his skull. Who the fuck gave him authority to give orders to my driver?

"Youuuuu......"

I screamed pointing my finger at him . All of sudden a man collided with me and I was about to fall when strong pairs of arm protected me. It was Angre.

Our eyes locked, and for a second I forgot everything. My head was dizzy, and my eyes stopped at the hairstrand that fell on his eyebrows. Whether it was due to the alcohol inside me, or due to romantic songs in the Bar or because of the mind blowing fragrance of his Cologne that was overpowering my senses, I had an urge to run my fingers through his hairy mane.

My mind stopped working and I pulled him down hooking my finger in the turtle neck of his tee. Closing the gap between us, I fused my trembling lips with his, and shut my eyes. My fingers reached his head and played with his hairs while I gave in the moment....

It was when I didn't feel him reciprocating, my eyes snapped open. He was standing in front of me shocked, I took a step back and cringed hard realizing what the F did I do.... Chee man.... I kissed a servant.

Covering my face with my palm, I cringed while Angre turned his back to me and scratched his neck and then pulled his hairs in frustration....

Once again the Kiss replayed in my mind.... Oh my God.... Eww www.....

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A/N :- Long update, after a really long time. Aadhi editing neend me ki thi, to galtiya mili to batana.... I was trying to update since long, but for some reason I wasn't able to log in my wattpad account. Thank you Paracosmic_Soul for helping me❤.

One more thing, It's too early to judge Riddhima's mother. We don't know the exact relationship she shared with Thakral... Husband wife hosakte hai, girl friend- boyfriend hosakte hai.... In either case, I don't feel they have done anything wrong. Loving someone is never wrong.

But if we think from a point of view of a six year child, what he saw was extremely gross for him. I'm not whitewashing Vansh here. Jaisi bhi ho, Mother is a mother. And there can't ever be any justification for character assassinating someone's mother.

I'm grateful to you all for waiting patiently. Please let me know in the comment section what do you feel about this update. Whether u liked or disliked.... Suggestions are always welcomed.

Thank you for reminding me to update.
When u know that someone is waiting for your update, you feel motivated to write. That's the only reason y Caged in love came this far....