Next day...

Sanyukta reached Shekhawat mansion.... wearing a black expensive Anarkali dress so that she can match the expectations of being Randhir Singh Shekhawat's wife....even if it was for just 3 months....

She knocked the main door as it was open....the only servant in the house greeted her with a polite smile...

S:Mr Shekhawat...??? 

Se: He's upstairs Mam..

S:Ok... thank you....!!

Se:Do you want something Mam...???

S:No Thank you.... I had my breakfast....

Se:Ok Mam...if you need anything just call me...

Sanyukta nodded and started going upstairs....

She was gaping at the interior of the house....it almost looked like a dream house...which had everything from around the world... placed very neatly and organized in a very unique way...

She turned around and found number of rooms beside each other in a row....she started going through the doors....there was a name plate on every door of the room...

There was gym room, paintings room, and some of the rooms didn't had any name in it....

Just as she walked further....sound of music started coming from the last room....she scrunched her eyebrows....who was there in the room...???

She slowly took steps so as to not make any noise....she reached near the door and pressed her palm on the door....the door creaked slightly and opened....

A man was standing near a mike... his back facing her....she looked at him from top to bottom....he was wearing a plain white T-shirt with black trousers...his hair were tied in a pony with his head covered with a bandana.....

And then she was blessed with a heart touching voice....singing melodiously....

Tu safar mera
Hai tu hi meri ....manzil
Tere bina guzara
Ae dil hai mushkil

Sanyukta was mesmerized by the voice....but next second a confused expression took over her face..... this voice....she knew this voice....it was very much familiar...she had heard this voice.....but where....???

Tu mera khuda
Tu hi duaa main shaamil
Tere bina guzara
Ae dil hai mushkil

Sanyukta started walking slowly.... covering the distance between them....wanting to know who was the owner of this melodious voice..... totally hypnotised by the way his voice was creating a magic around her heart

Mujhe azmaati hai teri kami
Meri har kami ko hai tu lazmi

Sanyukta could sense pain in his voice while singing these lines...his voice had become a little hoarse and made her wonder what would have happened with him...just then he moved a bit and the mirror in front of him showed his real identity.....

Junoon hai mera
Banu main tere kaabil
Tere bina guzaara
Ae dil hai mushkil

It was none other than Randhir....singing his heart out...his eyes were closed and he was gripping the mike for his dear life.....

Sanyukta couldn't believe her eyes....such a rude,arrogant and evil person had such a sinfully beautiful voice....??? How was that possible...????

She was about to go but just then her mobile started vibrating....and the sound of vibration sound was very loud...Randhir sensed some voice and was about to turn....she got scared and quickly ran away from the room and came downstairs.....her heart had been beating at such a fast rate.... almost hurting her....What if he had caught her...??? He had strictly prohibited her from going anywhere other than the room allotted to her and kitchen area....

She gulped and picked the call..

S:Hello..

Ro: Sanyukta where are you....??? How dare you leave the house...???

S:I'm not answerable to you Shreyas....it's my house and not yours....mein jab chahun tab kahin bhi jaa sakti hun....samjhe tum...???

Sh:Mujhse unchi awaaz mein baat mat karna Sanyukta....warna acha nahi hoga....

S:Mein nahi darti tumse....kya kaam hai bolo nahi to mein phone rakh rahi hun...

Sh:Acha...meri billi mujhse hi meow....acha sun electricity bill bharne ki last date hai aaj...bhar dena....

S:Kyun..tum nahi bhar sakte...tum bhi toh job karte ho....tum bharo....agar nahi bhara na to ghar se nikal dungi...

And she ended the call....
As she turned around she saw Randhir standing behind her... looking at her suspiciously...

Sanyukta straightened herself

S:What...?? Why are you looking at me like that...???

R:When did you come...????

S:Just now... but why are you looking at me like that....

R:No..mujhe aisa laga ki tum aur pehle aayi thi... And mere ek rule ko todne koshish ki...???

S: What....nnooo maine kuch nahi kiya...sachi....(pinching her throat)

Randhir sighed in disgus and went to the kitchen....

R: Kaka... breakfast ready hai kya...??

K:Ji beta...par pehle aapke haat ki patti kar dun...

R:Koi zaroorat nahi hai Kaka....aap bas mujhe breakfast de do....Mujhe isse leke ek party mein jaana hai....

K:Beta plzz.....

Randhir took a deep breath.....he knew there was no use of fighting with this old man

R:Thik hai....Aaiye....bandhiye patti.....

He went and sat on the couch....Kaka went and sat beside him and did the dressing of his wound on his hand which she didn't even notice earlier....the wound looked as if it was very deep.....

Kaka was done with the dressing and went to the kitchen to make the breakfast...Sanyukta kept staring at him with amusement.....Randhir noticed this and walked towards her....

Sanyukta was staring at him with a weird expression....Randhir clicked his fingers in front of her but there was no effect....her mind was lost somewhere else....

Randhir had no option but to jerk her a bit.....but as he touched her forearms he felt something different.....her skin felt like butter under his fingers..he noticed that and his hands traveled a little up so that it can reach her shoulders....all thanx to her sleeveless Anarkali dress.....

Sanyukta felt her heart skip a bit at his touch on her skin...she shivered...feeling his touch....Randhir saw this and small smile appeared on his lips...but shrugged it off and jerked her a bit....but instead of coming out of reverie...she came more close to him....staring deep in his eyes.....but Randhir averted his eyes...not allowing her to look directly and deeply in his eyes...

R:It's nice ki tumhare pass dhang ke kapde to hain....but listen...aaj shaam ko humein ek party mein jaana hai...mere business associate ki wife ki Birthday party...so usne mujhe invite kiya hai....so tumhe meri wife banke chalna hoga....Samjhi...???

His deep and husky voice was enough to bring her out of her reverie....and she nodded slowly....

R:Yeh room tumhara hai...abhi ke liye....1 month ke baad tum ke room mein upar shift ho jaaogi....

S:Ok..!

R:Gud....room mein jao tumhare liye ek dress select kiya hai...wahi pehenna....

S:Kyun....mein khud choose nahi kar sakti...???

R:Nahi kar sakti....mere dress color se match karna hahiye isilye maine select kiya hai....Dare you choose anything else.....Heels rakhe hain...sham tak practice on them....

Sanyukta gulped and nodded....Randhir nodded arrogantly and left....Sanyukta slowly came to the same room which she had came in yesterday....everything was same...she opened the wardrobe only to see all the dresses changed...every single dress was so beautiful..!!

She looked at the dress and sat on the soft bed......

Why did his voice sounded familiar...???

Was he some singer...???? But he never came into limelight...nor he was popular

Then why was he singing like a professional...???

And also she had heard this voice somewhere...But where...????

She needed to find out...!!!!!

Precap:Trophy Wife in trouble...??? Sanyukta comes to know about Ishika...!!!

Do tell me how was it...!!!!

Thank you for reading...!!!