2nd Bonus Chapter over 4950 words. ( It's a request to my silent readers.... forget it, nothing. Enjoy being the same. Love yaa)

Aryan

"Mom Dadda has a big house. Hasn't he?" I swayed my toe pressing it on the concrete, leaned to the bed. My left arm folded resting over the bed mattress at the edge and another was holding the lolypop-candy stick shoved inside my mouth, sucking on it happily. That caused a side of my cheek go expanded a tiny round swell.

"Yes" answering me Mom put few folded clothes inside the closet, moved passed over me to take another heap of folded close off of the bed.

"Didn't you like it" I spoke, took a lick over a candy and my curious gaze followed her.

"Did I tell you that!" Mom chuckled slightly. Her face was straight to the wardrobe. She hasn't turned her face to me yet. I want her focus on me not that shitty wardrobe. Don't create any fuss of it I use that word more often and Dadda like it, okay! So chill.

"You aren't looking happy" I added, my hand stopped moving to my mouth, eyes fixed at Mom.

"I'm" her words came out as barely audible. But I heard it.

"Mom" I demanded her attention, the urge so freaking raising now.

"Yes!!" She responded.Her hand halted moving.

"You got fight with Dadda!" This made her sneak over the door, paused her gaze at me. Finally. She tried to access my gape over her. I shifted a bit.

"No" she shortly answered, averted her face away, got herself busy looking inside the shelf before I took a sigh. Damn.

"Then Why are you not smiling?"I beseeched, my respond caused immediately halted her hands that resumed a second before keeping the clothes in proper order.

Avni

"Arya stop being nosy all the time" I blew a deep exasperated sigh, my tone reprimanding. I was too agitated on Neil.
Yes we got a fight last night. Neil has told me he is coming to London to take us back along. I said not to, I'll manage and that snobby khanna said he didn't ask me it's decided he is coming, and he made the end of discussion. Who the hell is he think of himself he can give me commands. I didn't want to sound insubordinate, so I prefered to end the call much earlier because I wasn't in mood making it long , despite I can't help getting pissed and now Arya is pushing me more.

"Don't tell me you are missing Tom Cruise then" Arya glared, his arms folded over his chest. His candy gone out of sight, god knows where.

"Arya" Arya got another snap from me in response.

"Mom" he mimicked.

"Hummm" I closed my eyes reopened. My chest released a sigh, I resumed my task one more time, putting my wardrobe in order, though I know it's all just a waste of time anyway. Within a couple of days I have to empty it.

"Arey you happy!" Arya said.

"Doesn't I look so?" I chuckled, shut the wardrobe door.

"I don't know." He grumbled, his face ducked lower.

"Come here" I came, sat on the bed by his side. Opened my arm, beckoned him to come closer me. He put his hands upon mine and flashed his contagious smile.

"I was a bit worry about you actually" I said gripping his both arms gently.

"About me?" His eyes twinkled in surprise.

"Yes" My voice came out quite.

"Why" his dark blue orbs appeared a shade darker waiting for my reply.

"Wouldn't you miss your friends over here, if we go and settle there in India? " I asked him. I know my baby will definitely miss them. Despite we didn't talk about this before, I think we should.

"Because you know na Dadda can't live without you. He wants you to stay with him" I added grinning.

"Really, Dadda told you all these?" his voice raised doubled, elated. his face lightened up, eyes widened. And I'm in awe staring at his cute innocent, joyous face.

I nodded yes chuckling at his frenzied happiness.

"I love Dadda" his eyes appeared almost closed in reaction of his ear to ear grin. He clapped his hands, chuckle. I have never seen him this happy before.

"I know baby" I squeezed his check and he rubbed the spot.

"I'm sorry baby...for taking you away your friends...." I was cut in mid sentence.
"Don't be" he grunted.

" We would visit them every Christmas and stay in the house your Vidyut dad has left for you here...is that okay baby" he nodded, his nose let out a quick sigh like some big man assuring me. I won't keep him away his roots. He need to know his Mom Dad, he need to know them who they were. And that could only possible if he would visit at least once in a year,the house he has born in.

"Joe and Steeve was a bit upset knowing that I'll be leaving soon. But I have promised, I'll meet them once I'll be big enough to travel alone" he spoke
playing with my fingers. His eyes lowered at my hands.

"And what was their reply" I asked calmly.

"They said they will wait. And we shared the lunch" he stated.

"Aweeeee my baby" I pulled him onto my lap, pecked on his cheek.

"I love dadda" his serious mood vanished replaced a grin, he wrapped his arms around my neck, scooted close to me. He is so adorable, in response I gave another kiss on her other cheek. He giggled.

"And what about me Mr. handsome" I sulked, poked my index finger on his dimple. He giggled more, then stopped and did the same. Arya put his finger on one of my cheek, I know something mischievous is coming up next, it's evident by his gleamed blue orbs on me.

"Go and say that to Dadda he will give you the entire ladoo factory" he narrowed his eyes, curved his lips groofily. That's is. I controlled pressing my lips so that he couldn't witness my red cheeks.

" Can't you think of anything else other than those laddus?" I huffed, rolled my eyes and successfully hid my blushed face.

"Yes I can" he grinned.

"What!" I boringly rolled my eyes again.

"Dadda" He whishered in my ear and I flinched.
"Arya" I yelled.

"I love you Mom" he added stopping his giggle. and I let out a sigh, ruffled his hair.

"And I only love my baby" my lips replaced the sulk and I beamed.

"Babies" he corrected, gave a cheeky smile. Batted his long lashes dramatically. My eyes along with my forehead creased watching his mischievous gaze. What's up with him now!

"I have heard so many times at Joe's place. Her Mom called Joe's father, Baby" he said, I waited curiously for him to continue.

"Mom" This was a voice someone prepare for something to be chided. That causious.

"Humm" I responded gently, pushed aside the hair away his forehead that I messed up a minute ago.

"Dadda is also your baby. Isn't he!" As soon as he utter the words my chest rose up, it blew out a harsh gasp. My eyes widened.

"Arya" I shouted, my heart raced. Where the hell this all comes in that little mind! My heart snarled. I'm still in shock nothing came out of my mouth, only a drumming sound I heard inside of my chest.
He got off my lap.

"I will say to Dadda" he spoke back stepping. I so hate this mirth of him and I'm alarmed by his next move.

"To call you baby" He added smiled sheepishly shaking his shoulder, his hands on his mouth as if he is in mood making fun of me. My eyes narrowed, cheeks flushed, he is actually doing that. I knew it.
I'm in terror.

Hell.

"What the hell. Arya. No" I hastily said, my eyes widened watching him before I could have realised and take my ph away he has already grabbed it off the desk, glancing at me all amused.

"Yes. I'm calling him" he is few feets away me I can still catch him.

"Arya, I said no" I tried to reach him but he stepped away. My eyes went bigger in horror. Oh no this can't be happened. "No Arya" my throat screamed.

"And I said yes" he hurriedly searched Neil's number.

"Arya, hand me my ph back" I passed to his side, he jumped, veered away my reach passing under my arm, climbed on the bed and scruried to the wall at the corner end.

"Nope, I'm calling my Dadda" I'm going to have heart attack. That's the same feeling. My breath whizzed.

"Arya don't...Dadda is in his office now..." I tried to reasoned out.Swallowed hard. Tried to reach to him but he slipped out another side.

"Dadda Mom is calling you, Baby" holding the device in his ears he sniggered glancing at me. My heart thundered inside my ribcage almost bursting out my skin, orbs dilated envisioning Neil's face at the moment. Someone dug me to the ground before I face Neil after this.

"Arya stop" I took a long hop on the mattress, snatched my ph from his grip, saved myself not to be embarrassed further. My ears didn't miss Neil's faint chuckle on the speaker other side. Damn. Gritting my teeth I cut the call harshly. My hands were trembling, gripped tightened around the device. My nose flared, eyes glared at Arya, he was standings still to the corner with his innocent face as if nothing happened.

"What the hell it was Arya" I hardened my face tried to appear as intimidating as I could have been.
But that wasn't possible I realised when laughing hard on my condition Arya climbed down the bed moved passed by me. He scramble on the chair beside my desk. Nerve of him.

"Then don't fight with him next time" he spoke dangling his legs down. My brow arched at his tone.

"I didn't. He did" I looked away, my voice defensive. I took seat on the bed.

"He said sorry I have heard" he grumped.

"Will you stop now!" I snapped, brought my gaze back to him.

"Then talk to him" great he is pushing me now.

"Nope" my forehead creased, I looked away, my agitation prominent.

"Mom,You are so stubborn" he whined.

"Thank you baby for the compliment" I gave a cheeky smile, took a swift move and jumped off the bed, reached to him.

I squatted in front of the chair he was sitting, his eyes widened "Mom" he shouted, his body jerked, when I started tickling him over his sitting position. I enacted his voice " Mom" and giggled with him.

This was the week before I got married, permanently travelled to India along with Arya.

I was switching between what should I feel and what shouldn't I! Am I'm doing the right thing to myself marrying him or should I give it another thought! What if he realise later everything was a mistake! Love is not always enough when there is huge status gap between two people. Khanna is one of the richest names in town. I didn't know this during our college days. It's not that I could have stopped falling for him, absolutely not if I would have known it then. I haven't that control over my emotions if I would have even tried to. Nobody has factually. Do we!

That day I was on edge, my inferiority complex outstretched spreading like a spiderweb all over my inner self. I felt so small being in between those beautiful people around.
So many times I have had visited Bubbly Aunty at her place but never felt something down like this being with them, whereas they are quite rich people.

The reason behind, distinguishably Neil has something vast, enormous in all sense.

His house is outrageously lavish,immaculate. By each and every nook it screams wealth, class,sophistication. I had gotten transfixed as the same time regrettably jittery by the interior his house has been constructed. My hands has started shivering and clammy.
Then the rest you all know how his words of comfort and love won my heart for millionth time since the day he confessed , they dusted away the rust over the beats that used to raise my heart thumbing against the ribcage almost bursting out it used to be the same during those university days years back, whenever my eyes used to moved towards him.

His each words hit me to the core made me fall for him over again, believing in him and that made me rest my Tomorrow-s to the hand of destiny.

He held my hand took me to a tour, the storey entirely his own. It has four separate bedrooms, the biggest with attached bath that is his personal one
Walking out of it straight there is a dinning hall joined a highly advanced equipped kitchen at it's other end. Then he led me to his study, he has huge collections of novels, short stories of different renowned author old as well as new, mostly I had never heard their names. He added some few more names, I said him I'm not into books, He gave me a constricted smiled in response and I chuckled.

I didn't know Neil Khanna is so much into reading those fictions and non fictions, that how he explained. I thought him to be more into cricket or any other sports. Never pictured him sitting in a room and a book in his hand. A soft chuckle left my lips unknowingly. And he noticed it.

"I know.... just now I felt the same, we know very less about eachother... aren't we! We should talk more" I smiled at his words. He is actually right, I was exactly wondering the same.

He then took me to that spot. An adjacent bath as big as my bedroom ended with the walk-in-closet. He showed me the space he already made empty for my clothes to be placed there. I blushed staring at his excitement when he was busy describing me my convience.

"The last, let's go" his eyes beamed, he again held my hand before We walked back to his room.

He pushed those heavy curtains aside, pushed opened a slide glass door, there is a balcony. My hand in his hold, we stepped to the balustrade at the edge.

The view was awestrucking so the cool breeze is. When it hit my skin, I took a deep breath inhaling in that soothing air, leaned against the fence. Neil stood beside me looking ahead.

"I rarely get into this place, other than some weekends watching sunsets. Or most of the time you will get me in study" He calmly stated, I listened silently. This going to be my favourite place for sure now on.

"Glancing around, my eyes paused at a spot afar, where balustrade ended or it can be said joined the wall-end" my brows knitted at the sight, then heart beat fastened. Am I seeing it correct? How's it even possible?

"What was that?" I pointed my finger, not taking my eyes away that object. My voice is small, shaky to my own fidgety.

"It's... nothing let's go" replying abruptly Neil attempted to dragged me out of the spot but I didn't move. My eyes got fixed at that thing, so my feet are.

"No.... it's... it's.. that..." I couldn't finish, my heart raced faster, throat dried up thinking of innumerable possibilities it could have reached Neil. "Did he.....no he would never" I shut the worst assumptions started crowding in my mind staring the thing at the moment.

"Dream Catcher" He completed. That's what my logged throat couldn't.

"Isn't that the same I had gifted to Ali!!" I somehow spoke in my shaky voice, sounded unsure . I struggled meeting to his eyes, but failed.

"It is" he stated confirming, his voice firm, eyes hovered over me at the back I felt.

"You...." I hesitantly pulled my eyes up, my lips trembled meeting his intense ones.

"It's mine....not his anymore" his voice same, unfazed.

"Neil..." My voice came out as a whisper, My eyes searched his face. My mind clouded. I can't think straight. I swallowed.

"Don't judge. I haven't embezzled. I would never" he quietly said. I felt my stomach churned, heart dropped by his statement.

"Then how it is here!" Replacing the softness my eyes narrowed in interrogation.

"The thing that's associated with you, will reach you, no matter how long it takes it will always get you" his voice mellowed close to my ear. What he is talking about? What does it even mean? The thing isn't his I had given it to Ali on his Birthday.
My heart skipped I swallowed, opened my mouth to speak but he didn't let me, instead numbed me saying "let's go, Aryan must be thinking where Dadda took his Mom away...and I also need to show him his room as well...that's next to us" he chuckled, held my hand and hauled me out of the room. I was so numb I didn't found anything to speak then.
I took a last look of that Dream Catcher, it slightly stirred everytime the gentle breeze hit the surface, as if it was greeting me with some inexplicable gestures before I left the spot.

I had felt at that moment something shifted inside me seeing it there in his house, inside his room. My lips curved an unsure grin walking down the stairs behind him. So many questions my mind poked me to ask him regarding it's suspiciously reaching here. However it should have been with Ali. Whilst it felt like I shouldn't ask him now,not today.
I didn't know why I felt ecstatic seeing it there at his place. It doesn't end knowing this man. Who is he! Do I know him!

He said if I want, I can change our bedroom decor as per as of I would like to be it in my way. Because it's base is all black, too masculine.
But I kept it the same, regardlessly nothing I wanted to change. I love the way it is, It makes me feel he is around me always, especially when he goes for those business tours, to other countries.
His evidence is so strong over every corner in our room, I just love to inhale all of it.

I miss him like a mad woman who is back with her long lost love after waiting him for ages. That's exactly what my subconscious mind mocks me everytime I put this simile to compare my state of being crazily missing my snobby husband. Okay that's rarely, he acts snobbish to irritate me.

Neil is a very quite person, I have found him being with him in the same house since a month. Obviously I would, we are married now.
He rarely interact with people unless anything important comes to his way to talk about.
Though I'm to some extent. Considerably unlike him, I talk much compare to him but you can't put me in those taciturn bunch of people or anyone close to reserve type similar to Neil.

I have noticed even Bebe thinks twice before approaching him unless some genuinely serious stuff more or less to discuss about. Most of the time they push me to reach him and I go to Arya for the same when I go for shopping all alone without driver. Nerve of me. I prefer driving by my own that's what he gets indignant the most of all. He doesn't like me driving at night that exactly what I mostly does on the way my home back from institute. To avoid the crowd I shop on weekdays and it always get me back home late. Not much but not before nine I could ever reach home.

The only person Neil can't say no for anything, anytime he would ask for. He is Arya. Arya is our saver everytime we do blunder , especially inviting people for Jagrata at our place.
Neil gets hell irritated with these things in house. Even people avoid coming to our place, the reason is pretty much perceptible, it's because of Neil. Although It's really a fun watching people dodged the sight of him.

Neil has that intimidating aura around, his demeanor squeals imperious; the prominent reason people rarely initiates to come across him. Only very few fingers counting amount of people know, apart from his overly strict, deciplined, to some extent extreme conservative with his principles, he has a good heart too.

He has grown much sensible as a person than before, everyone notices.

There is a day he asked me to kiss him. Neil Khanna ask me to kiss him. That is something to count in my unforgettable day list.

"What!! noooooo" yup that was my reaction when he asked for it....nope it was an order I could say as his words came up...Neil Khanna's order.

"You will kiss me.....you never did.....I want you to do it today" what the hell! is it a kind of some task ! I mimicked inside my brain his exact words. I'm not going to do it. No way.
"Never! Haah.... Have you groped cockroach in breakfast babe!" my inner self guffawed on my misery.
Let's talk about it some other day.

"The day first we made love" deep sigh.

I hadn't thought it would come this way. My body got gelly, throat dried up the moment his lips smashed mine. I never expected him to be taken this move so soon. I mean I thought it would take some more time to build that thing between us. Again Neil Khanna didn't fail to surprise me.

While coming back to my homeland, I had reached straight to his office, until pushing the door open to his cabin I hadn't any idea close to what could be going to land on me next before I knocked on that office door of his and stepped inside it.

My heart jumped to my throat, thousand butterflies flattered their wings inside my stomach. My first kiss got stolen.
My state was nothing, but euphoric.Because it was Him. I was scared, at the same time wanted him to move forward with the kiss. I was in total mess.
And it all happened in the place that anyone would ever thought of their first time should be. In His office. God. That's enough shameful. Before leaning to me lying on the bed he phoned his P.A and cancelled all the meetings until an hour. Is these things take hours! I gulped looking at him, my breath got erratic when he ended the call and put the cell down aside the bed. Our eyes met, he chuckled. Even his chuckles give me goosebumps, bristled the hair on the back of my neck. I love that sound, his deep voice makes butterfly effect inside my stomach everytime I hear it.
"I love you" he softly said, caress my cheeks with the tip of his thumb, then he brought it closer to my lips, my breath hitched, eyes blinked.

His dark orbs travelled over my neck down to my chest, paused there watching it moving up and down, it's rising and falling. He was shirtless, I knew he has a nice body by watching him how every outfit he wears fit him so perfectly. But never imagined he could be this breath taking without them. I pressed my lips in between my teeth. I have no where to look at, except him. I was underneath him in my bra on, he had taken off my top before hovering on me. I sucked a breath watching his hooded eyes at that spot my heart is inside. My cheeks heated up under his lustful dark gaze.
He tore off his eyes, languorously landed them back to my lips and then moved upward to my eyes. His gaze hooded being aroused, intense over me. I gulped.

"Relax love, I won't be harsh" his tender voice soothed my ears,next moment his lips all over my neck, my body ignited fire, toes curled up. His hand reached to my back, within a second unclasped by bra I was on. Damn. I closed my eyes shut, felt his lips smashed mine. My mouth parted, let out a heavy gasp. He took it as a permission and darted his tongue inside. Later that part of his mouth explored my mouth, my body, my soul. In the beginning his lips moved gentle, passionately. Later it deepened, hungry, sucking me.

I had the least knowledge about sex, until that night he made love to me again. I cried his name, scratched his back, in response the pleasure he gave me all that night. My soreness soothed by the endearments he whispered and repeatedly kissed my face, rubbing my back he comforted me. He is not that annoying all the time I thought of him.

The dirty things on our first day he did to me continues every night onwards, no one would ever think of it how scandalous those things are. I had never thought he could be this shameless. Everytime he took me to the height, flashes pop in my mind of his constricted face he used to plaster ignoring me in the past and everytime a sheepish smile escape my lips watching that same guy drinking me through his ravenous, desirous gape.

I love to see him in his raw form. My arms wrap around his torso, my face on the crook of his neck. I can spent a entire day inhaling his scent, my head on his hard hairy chest. Yes those hair are so dense yet so rough, I love running my hands all over them. And everytime I do that, I see his body tenses up, his eyes grow a shade darker in desire. It's so manly and so stomach churning whenever I laid my eyes on that part of his body but I like it's both form, shaved or unshaved he looks hot similarly in both.

My man looks ravishingly irresistible, impeccable when those business suit reach over his broad sinewy shoulders, hugged his muscled arms, down his well maintained body.

Grey is his colour,. I must say. He has plenty of them, of different shades; darker, lighter.

The sight is incarnate watching Neil puts on them every morning, gets ready for office and peck me on my cheeks and Arya before getting down the stairs to the dinning hall, for breakfast.
He kiss me more often, all the while he get me alone around. He has always been the kind of Man to be anyone could have had no clue as to what thoughts were passing in that mind of him.
But I have started reading him much better now, a teeny bit more than only Bebe could get.
Or I would say he himself made that easy to me.
I love him so much for everything he does to me.

And one more thing What I did since last few days. I have lessen down his smoking habit.

Doesn't matter how hot and scandalous I feel watching him every drag he takes and how many heavy gasps blow out my lips staring at those shadowy long lashes over his eyes followed by his clenched hard jaws while holding that piece of rolled paper filled with tobacco in between his those delicious soft pink lips.
His arms muscles flex when he pulls them upward to his mouth and then he rest them leaning to the balcony fence facing the sunset. When the soft dusky orange hue illuminates over his face and wind pass through, ruffle his soft hair unruly; creates some inexplicable sweet pang inside my chest. He look intense, half of his face in light half of it in shadow. My heart leaps to my throat when he look at me over his shoulder through his thick eyelashes and then curve his lips flashing a smirk. My lips get dry, gasp blow out my mouth everytime I watch him doing the same. My grip tightened at the glass frame holding every ounce of my self control at the sight of his glowing face. That orangish sunset glow over his fair face.

It's still injurious to health. Then nothing could stop me going strict when it comes to my husband's good health. He had to quit smoking for Arya anyways.

Arya my baby has went through a lot since he stepped into this harsh world without his Mom. Then dad. God always been so cruel to him. Because I truly believe no can replace that place in our hearts our parents hold.
I and Neil would give him all the love, before he craves for. We would never let him miss his parents. Never the reason for being neglected.

Arya has came to my life like warmth of the sunset in winter.
During those days I was vulnerable internally.
He showed me light to my damp pale inner self. He is blessing to my lifeless life.

And also Arya is the soul reason behind we three of us together, he led my life to the man who repeatedly discarded me appearing almost every night in my nightmares.
Now the best part is that man himself has turned them all in some beautiful DREAMS, that I need not to see with my closed eyes nor at night in my sleep anymore. Rather he made my life nothing less than any meaningful Dream. Those can only be seen with opened eyes.

This is the another most Longest chappie I wrote.

A chapter for Rea will be the next. You won't believe how interesting the chapter would be, how amazingly interesting things you will get to know reading that update. Till then see yaa...

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