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Walking out of the room she went downstairs. It was 5 in the evening. Sidharth didn't come back in the room after their last talk.

She didn't have the habit to wear saree but she didn't want to change it too. Walking carefully in the saree she finally reached living room.

She didn't eat anything since morning. She was feeling hungry now. Passing the living room she looked for the kitchen.

Sidharth was not around and she was little scared as the place was new. She knew he must be near around. He wouldn't leave her alone there but she wanted to see him infront of her eyes.

Finding the kitchen on the right side of the living room she entered inside and was amazed seeing a perfectly designed kitchen.

Everything was placed neatly on its place. The work in the whole kitchen was classic.

She could see everything was newly built. It didn't seem an old house from anywhere. It was recently built with the modern touch.

She had many questions regarding this house in her mind which were confusing her. But the most important question which was eating her mind was his family.

She wanted to know about his family!!

Shutting her mind off she looked for something to eat. Opening the freezer she found fresh vegetables inside.

Did sidharth eat something? She knew he too must haven't had his food. He must be hungry too.

Knowing well how bad cook she was, she still thought to make something for themselves to eat. She hoped to get successful in her work. The reason was she wanted to make something for him.

He was the one always cooking for her. Now she felt like doing it herself for him. She was his wife now and this feeling itself developed inside her to make food for her husband.

She knew he was still upset with her. His anger didn't subside yet.

Smiling softly with the thought of making food for him, she took out some vegetables from freezer and washed them properly.

Keeping them on the kitchen counter she thought of the dishes she could make with those vegetables. The very next second she realised she was a poor student in the class of cooking. Coaching was required for her to understand the subject.

YouTube was the only way for her to get help now. She was about to go back to the bedroom to get her mobile but remembered she didn't have her mobile since sidharth took her with himself from her set.

Where was her mobile? Did she left it in the car or it was with sidharth? Whatever it was, the thing was that she couldn't get the help of you tube now.

"Abhi kya bnaun tumhara"  talking to vegetables she pouted sadly looking at them. How would she make food for them now.

She remembered sidharth cutting vegetables and frying them once she was sitting on the kitchen counter near him.

"Okay, to tumhe katna hai pehle" looking at the vegetables she said as if the vegetables could hear her.

She took a knife and looked at the carrot placed in front of her. Holding it from one side she started to chop it into small pieces. Finally after good five minutes she had managed to chop atleast a carrot.

She then took capsicum and looked at it thinking in which way it should be chopped. Taking it in her hand she started to chop it but she was finding it difficult.

Her eyes moved away from capsicum for a second and cutting through the capsicum the knife pierced her skin giving a deep cut on her right palm.

"Ahh" wincing she looked at her hand which was bleeding now. The knife fell down her hand.  The cut was deep which caused her immense pain.

Tears brimmed in her eyes as she stood there holding her bleeding hand.

"Damn, ye kya kiya" sidharth came rushing to her. He had just entered from the main door and the first thing he heard was her wince.

Holding her bleeding hand in his he looked at the cut. It was deep which gave as deep ache in his heart too.

Her tears made him restless. She was hurt and his insides pained.

"Idhar aao" holding her arm he led her out of the kitchen. Making her sit on the sofa in the living room, sidharth quickly get the first aid box.

Sitting beside her he took out a cotton along with antiseptic cream. Taking her hand in his he slowly cleaned the wound while she kept sobbing like a baby.

"Rona band kro naaz, kitchen mai kya kar rahi thi" wiping her tears with his one hand sidharth ordered her sternly. Why couldn't she understand that her tears hurt him more than anything.

Her sobs died in her mouth as sidharth angerily glared at her who was still shedding tears.

"Theek ho jayega, rone ki zroorat nhi hai" his strict words made her quiet. He wiped her cheeks again and bandaged her hand carefully.

" Kitchen mai jaane ko kisne bola tha, jab pta hai k nhi aata kuchh bnana to pange kyun leti ho" sidharth said strictly looking at her. Her carelessness towards herself really pissed him off.

He could never trust her with herself. He knew she would definitely land herself into trouble.

"Bhukh lgi thi mujhe" she finally said looking down as her sidharth was already rude with her.

How rude he could behave with her but she could clearly see his care for herself, his worry for herself.

" Shehnaaz keep this in mind, you are not going to pull such stunts again. Kitchen mai aane ki zroorat nhi hai and chaaku se to tum door hi rehna..Hmm?" he warned her sternly giving her angry look. She looked down seeing his angry eyes and simply nodded her head.

"Ab yahin baithi raho kahin jaane ki zroorat nhi hai" ordering her authoritatively sidharth got up and keeping the first aid box back on its place he moved towards kitchen.

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Taking a plate with roti and sabzi in it, sidharth moved towards living room. Sitting beside her whose eyes and nose were red from crying and was sitting there twisting her lips like a baby sidharth couldn't stop himself from admiring her messes face which looked more attractive.

"Hmm..muh kholo" sidharth said making a bite for her.

She smiled at him who was trying to be rude but couldn't hide his care for her.

He knew he couldn't be soft with her. It would lead her to again do such dumb mistakes which could easily put her into danger. He didn't want her to hide things from him again.

Even if it was related to him or her, she couldn't hide anything from him. He would make sure of that.

She was his everything. She needed to understand this. He couldn't afford to loose her.
If it meant to be little strict with her, he would do that but he will never hurt her.

"Tum bhi khao" her soft sweet voice brought him back who was feeding her lost in his thoughts.

"Mujhe bhukh nhi hai, tum khao chup chap" he said plainly while putting another bite in her mouth.

"Bass aur ni khana" her appetite died with his answer. She knew he too didn't have his food and wasn't eating anything even now. Her heart pained knowing it was the result of her lies which wasn't actually lies but she was hiding the truth from him.

"Dimag mat sadao, chup chap pura khatam kro" he said with utter dominance in his voice which made her open her mouth again half heartedly.

Feeding her he looked at her who was staring him silently. The next second he averted his gaze.

"Kal jo maine kaha, vo mai mean nhi krta" he said out of nowhere. She looked at him confused as she didn't understand what he was talking about.

"Umm..kis baare mai" she asked with a cute little frown on her forehead while her voice laced with confusion.

"Vo paison waki baat. I didn't mean to insult your family" he said without looking at her.

Since the moment he had uttered those words, they were eating him up from inside. He did not want to say any such thing but in anger he seriously lost control on his words which he never did before.

His words were always in his control it didn't matter how angry he was. But this time he wasn't only angry, he was hurt too.

His anger, his hurt, his possessiveness, his care, his worry for her made him loose his control on his words. He seriously regret his words.

It was her family. He knew his words must have had hurt her and that was something he didn't want to do. He didn't mean to insult her family. His heart knew that they were more than her family for him now.

"Koi baat nhi" she smiled softly looking at him. His words did hurt her yesterday but she knew he couldn't do that deliberately.

Her heart felt at peace knowing he regretted his words. It was his mistake and he didn't try to cover it up nor he tried to ignore it.

Although he didn't say the exact word 'sorry' but he did let her know that he didn't mean those words. That was more than enough for her.

Looking at her smile he felt relieved. He couldn't keep this inside and realising she accepted his unsaid sorry he was relaxed.

"Thoda sa to khalo" she said almost pleading as he finished feeding her. She had her stomach full but she knew he was still hungry.

"Khalunga mai baad mai" he said plainly. How would he keep himself strict with her. Her concern for himself was already melting his heart.

Keeping the plate in the kitchen sink he came back after washing his hands.

"Mai thodi der k liye bahr jaa raha hun, dhyaan rakhna apna" sidharth looked at her with little softness in his eyes.

Listening him she quickly got up from the sofa. Was she going to be alone in that house? How would she manage? She was scared as the house was in the jungle.

"Sidharth, mai bhi chalun sath?" she came closer to him looking at him with her scared puppy eyes.

"Nhi, tum yahin raho" he said avoiding to look into her eyes. He knew she would be scared to be alone in that house but she was safe there.

"Mujhe nhi rehna akele yahan, mujhe dar lgega sidharth" she held his arm with her left hand not wanting him to go leaving her alone there.

"Kuchh nhi hai iss ghar mai. Safe ho tum yahan. Room mai jao aur t.v. on krlo. Bahr guards hain, tention lene ki zroorat nhi hai" holding her hand softly sidharth said authoritatively. He did not want her to be scared.

He knew he had to leave her alone there in future too. He was enough to keep her protected but he knew she will be scared alone. First time he had posted bodyguards outside his house for her. The guards were his trustworthy. They would die rather betraying him.

"Jaldi aana" she whispered tightening her grip on his hand. Moving closer she kept her head on his chest kissing his chest.

It felt like ages since he last took her in his arms. Although he was with her but he was restricting himself to show his love to her.

Keeping his one hand at the back of her head he closed his eyes. He was craving to take her in his arms too. He wanted to shawer his all love on her. He wanted to make infinite love to her which he was controlling himself.

He didn't want her to put herself into danger for him ever again. He couldn't take that. It felt necessary to him to be a little strict to keep her safe.

"Hmm" patting her hair softly he moved back to go. Walking towards the door, he stopped in between and came back to her.

She was still standing there looking at him like a small baby. Taking her wounded hand in his he looked at it carefully if it was little better or not.

"Don't dare to try making something again naaz" he warned her sternly to which she nodded pouting sadly.

He didn't want to see her making herself injured by doing the things she doesn't know how to do. Leaving her hand softly sidharth looked at her once and moved to the door.

Walking out he closed the door behind. She looked around in the empty house. She had to be all alone till he does not come back. Sighing she moved to their room to follow his suggestion.

T.V. was the only thing which could give her some company now.

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Coming out of the car sidharth closed the door and moved towards the two storey house in front of him.

Opening the gate he moved towards the outer stairs and went on the first floor.

Standing infront of a wooden door he knocked it once and the door was open.

"Aayiye bhai" rana said making way for him. Sidharth entered inside and rana closed the door behind.

Opening a room door,rana led sidharth inside. Sidharth looked inside and a devil smirk came on his lips. There he was.

Rana got a chair for sidharth to sit. Pulling the chair infront of the person sidharth set comfortably.

"Kaise ho?" sidharth looked at the person calmly while his voice was plain.

"Mujhe yahan kyun leke aaye ho" said Sameer angerily who was tied on a chair.

"Hmm..tujhe nhi pta?" sidharth leaned back on the chair looking at him with his dangerous glare.

"Nahi" sameer dared to lie in front of sidharth for the second time. In the morning too he lied saying shehnaaz too wanted to meet him.

Sidharth's anger started to build inside but he kept a good control on himself.

"Hmm...mujhe jaanta hai?" sidharth asked all calm.

"No" another lie sameer said and the next thing which irked sidharth was that dirty smirk on sameer's face.

"Good but for your bad luck i know you" sidharth looked at him observing his reaction and he could see sameer getting tensed. He liked it.

"So what's the big deal. I am a popular actor after all" sameer said hiding his fear. The poor guy was too popular that he had to appreciate himself on his own.

Sidharth looked at him bored. Whose eyes didn't work before choosing him as an actor? He was too bad at acting.

Sidharth thought of him to be a sifarshi bharti in the entertainment industry.

He wanted to play along with this so called blackmailer who seemed good for nothing to sidharth. He thought to end this soon as the fun was missing.

"Sameer Sharma, apne baap ka badla lene aaya hai" sidharth looked at him raising his brow while sameer's face went pale. He didn't expect him to get his information too soon.

"Tum...tumhe kaise pta" sameer asked shocked as well as scared. Sidharth smirked seeing his reaction. He was just the beginner in the game and was wanting to play with sidharth.

Sameer Sharma, the only son of abhiroop sharma was sent to London to his uncle when he was 17. He did his further studies in London but his focus was in acting. Two years ago, he came back to India and asked his father to help him to get into this industry.

Abhiroop was corrupt in every sense. He did what his son asked and managed to get him a lead role in some web series. Those two years abhiroop helped sameer in every way to establish his career in acting. This made sameer too close to his father in two years.

Sameer went back to London for two months as his uncle needed his help. After three weeks he got to know about his father's murder which came as a shock for him.

Coming back to India, he tried to know about his father's murder and was continuously trying to get the information of the person behind his and his mother's miseries.

His father's men whom sidharth left that day dared to open their mouth and told sameer everything.

Since then he was trying to know about sidharth. Knowing about sidharth he knew he couldn't stand against him but he wanted to avenge his father's death. His love for his father made him do the things he never thought to do.

To his good luck, he saw sidharth with shehnaaz shergill. There the game begin for him as he got his prey to reach sidharth.

"Uski fikar tu mat kar, iss sab mai kyun padh raha hai. Jeene ka dil nhi krta kya?" sidharth asked plainly.

He got to know that sameer had no bad background. He was simply in his acting career. He did not want to kill him.

He dared to blackmail shehnaaz and for that he would get his punishment but his not having any wrong background didn't allow sidharth to kill him.

Him blackmailing shehnaaz was enough for sidharth to pull the trigger on his forehead but it would be wrong. His mother had only her son now and sidharth couldn't take his life. It would be wrong to a mother whose son wanted to avenge his father's death in his love.

"Tumne mere papa ko mara hai. I want to kill you" sameer screamed at sidharth while sidharth set there all calm.

"Tere baap ne apni maut khud bulai thi. Ab tu wahi galti mat kar. Mai tujhe marna nhi chahta, salah de raha hun...manle chup chap" sidharth said calmly.

"Mere papa innocent the. He was the best dad. Unhone kuchh nhi kiya tha. Sari galti uss Rajbir shergill ki hai. Uske aur uski beti vo shehnaaz k liye hi mara na tumne mere papa ko, sabse pehle uss buddhe ko hi marunga mai" sameer said gritting his teeth but the next moment he felt a sharp pain on his cheek.

Seeing an angry sidharth with his eyes getting red he realised he had slapped him. Before he could say something, sidharth slapped him again making his lips bleed with the force of the slap.

"Tameez se baat kar. Iss baar sochun ga nhi tujhe maarne se pehle. Jeena nhi chahta kya tu?" holding his collar sidharth warned him clenching his jaw.

He couldn't hear anyone disrespecting Mr. Shergill. It made his blood boil. They were connected to him now and the connection was becoming strong with the time.

A sense of responsibility and a sense of protection sidharth has towards Shergills now.

"Nahi jeena mujhe, agar tumhe maar nhi paya to jail to pohncha hi dunga" sameer said smirking again. His mind had this fever of punishing sidharth for killing his father.

Sidharth set back on the chair and leaned back keeping his legs on the table placed in front of him.

"Hmm..tere paas meri video hai haina?" sidharth asked plainly.

"Haan hai, mere paas bhi hai air kisi aur k paas bhi hai. Agar mujhe kuchh ho bhi gaya to tum to jail phir bhi jaoge" sameer said smiling as he was seeing his victory.

Sidharth looked at him silently. He could see sameer was already in his dream land thinking of his victory.

"Chl Karde police ko send video" sidharth said resting his head back while closing his eyes.

Sameer looked at him shocked. Wasn't he scared of police. He had a valid proof against him and sidharth was all calm.

"Kya?" Sameer asked trying to be sure if he had heard right.

"Rana mobile de isse iska" sidharth asked rana ignoring sameer. Rana opened his hand and gave him his mobile.

"Hmm..start" sidharth ordered strictly making sameer send the video to the police and then he dialed the number of police station informing them about the video and him being kidnapped too.

All the while sidharth was taking rest with his eyes closed.

Exactly a minute later rana's mobile rang. Accepting the call rana talked for a little and handed the mobile to sidharth.

"Hello" sidharth said in his strong voice while keeping the mobile on speaker.

"Hello sidharth, we got a video proof against you. Some Sameer called us demanding your arrest. What's the matter? How did he get this proof?" sameer was looking at sidharth and the mobile shocked. It was the SI of the police station in which sameer just called.

"Hmm to krlo arrest agar proof mila hai" sidharth was all calm while sameer's face was getting pale.

"What are you talking sidharth? Just tell me, do we need to do something of this sameer or you are dealing it yourself" another shock came for sameer.

"No need. Mera kaam mai khud krta hun" disconnecting the call sidharth gave the mobile back to rana.

"Any other wish?" sidharth looked at sameer raising his brow while sameer was all quiet.

"How you did this? Who are you?" Sameer asked shocked.

"The one you should not know" sidharth dismissed the topic like it was never talked about.

"Why did you kill my father? He was innocent" sameer felt  himself so helpless now. He felt his all planing was failed.

"Your father, apni maa se puchhna k kitna innocent tha tera baap" sidharth said getting up the chair.

"Rana dhyaan rakhna, jana ni chahiye ye kahin"  sidharth instructed rana making him obey instantly.

"Aur haan, shehnaaz ko hath lagane ki galti dubara mat krna. Yahin zinda dafna dunga tujhe agar uski taraf dekha bhi dubara kabhi" the sight of him trying to hold his naaz's hand couldn't leave his mind.

Every time he feel like emptying all the six bullets of his gun in sameer's head but his principles were not allowing him. It would be a kind of an innocent's death. Although he wasn't truly innocent but his deeds were not the one for which sidharth would punish him.

Sameer was scared seeing sidharth's anger which was at its peak in an instant. He did not have the courage to speak against him which made him nod in an instant.

"Free time hai tere paas. Aaram se baith k soch k marna hai apne ghatiya baap k liye ya baaki ki zindagi jeeni hai apni maa k sath" looking at sameer once sidharth walked out of the room.

Sameer set there lost in his words. His words did affect him.

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The car stopped in front of Raichand house. The guards quickly opened the gate and sidharth drove the car inside.

"Everything fine?" getting off the car sidharth asked the guard who instantly nodded telling everything being okay.

Opening the main door sidharth walked inside and closed the door behind. He straight away went upstairs to their room.

Getting inside the room he found her sleeping on the couch while the t.v was still on. He switched off the t.v and looked at her. She was still in the saree and he could see her being in discomfort.

Although he loved her in that red saree but she needed to change to sleep peacefully. Walking towards her, he stood beside her.

She looked just like an angel while sleeping. Bending down he quickly kissed her forehead as she was sleeping.

"Naaz" sidharth patted her cheek softly and she woke up instantly feeling his touch. He was back.

Looking at him a relieved smile came on her lips. She was waiting for him and didn't realise when sleep took over her.

"Saree change kro aur comfortable pehno kuchh" sidharth ordered her again being his strict self. It had become a necessity for him now.

"Tumne khana khaya?" she asked as the thought of him being hungry didn't leave her mind.

He looked at her as a sudden crave to kiss her senselessly erupted inside him seeing her concern for himself.

The girl standing infront of him was the only person to care about him, to love him, to be worried for him and to risk herself for him. The last thing he never want her to do.

"Change krke aao jaldi" ignoring her question sidharth ordered her again. He didn't eat anything. Saying no would make her upset and saying yes would be a lie.

"Umm..kapde?" she asked innocently. Although his answer did make her sad but she kept quiet.

"Wardrobe check kiya?" he asked to which she denied. Everything of their needs was already arranged in this house.

Opening the wardrobe she found the clothes of her taste and her comfort. Why he was like this?

Taking out a night dress she walked to the washroom.

He himself was in his wedding clothes which was simply a white shirt and black pants. Opening two three buttons of his shirt sidharth moved towards the wardrobe to take out his clothes.

"Sidharth" she called him coming out of the washroom still in the saree. Sidharth raised his brow looking at her. Closing the wardrobe he walked towards her.

"Why didn't you change" he asked in his strong deep voice.

She looked down feeling nervous. His strong manly voice could make her shiver.

"Bolo" he asked sternly not getting an answer. Her not answering doesn't get well with him.

"Vo hath pai chot lgi hai. Ek hath se ni ho raha" she whispered looking at him. His eyes moved to her wounded hand and then again his eyes moved to hers.

His strict gaze turned into an intense gaze which made her look down the very next second. She could still feel his intense gaze on herself which was doing something in her stomach.

Standing with his one hand in his pocket sidharth looked at her. His eyes observed her every feature while he couldn't stop his eyes moving down at her body checking every little thing of her.

His gaze stopped at her bare waist which had the waistband he made her wear in the morning. She didn't remove it. He felt peace.

Taking a step closer to her sidharth stood looking down at her. Their hight difference was something too adorable. Her breaths were starting to get heavy with their closeness.

His hand moved to her waist. The moment his cold fingers touched her skin, her whole form shivered and he felt that.

Snaking his another hand too around her waist, sidharth opened the hook of the waistband pulling it off her waist.

His fingers brushed on her waist line along with the waistband making her inhale a sharp breath. 

Her hand moved to his bicep holding him tightly to support herself. He looked at her face and then at her hands which were holding his arms tightly.

The affect of his touch on her and her reaction it was something he couldn't help but feel proud on himself.

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I didn't want to end here but it's too long chapter. Had to stop here 😁😁

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