Omkar's POV :

The feeling of having your love in your arms snuggling softly is the most precious thing will you ever get. The same feeling, I am having right now.

She looks too cute with her hair falling on her cheeks and her lips slightly parted. Even in AC, she was sweating profusely.

I gently tucked the hair behind her ears and touched her head. Her temperature was normal, I guess the sweating worked. Her body fits so perfectly in my arms, like really perfectly.

Her eyes fluttered slightly as she looked at me directly, a small smile played on her lips. Oh, how I love this woman.

"Good morning." I resisted the urge to kiss her lips. Baby steps Omkar, baby steps-

But the next thing she did make my thoughts halt.

"Morning, Om," she lightly kissed the corner of my lips. My eyes widened. She kissed me? Ok, not a real kiss, but still a kiss.

"My husband is stunned? Why?" she asked in her 'very innocent' voice. I smirked. So, my wife is playing wild now? How interesting. Flipping myself on her, I observed her surprised expression.

"My love, if you want to kiss me you just need to give me a word. I will happily oblige."

She huffed.

"Oh, come on." She muttered with a pout. A chuckle made its way from my mouth. Cute.

But her face stiffened and a very small smile came on her lips. Her face paled.

"What-

"I guess, you are pressing on my injured waist." she is looking directly into my eyes. I immediately moved aside. She got up with a groan.

"I'm sorry, love. I'm really sorry." She hushed me with her fingers on my lips. How I want to lick these fingers, but hold on why she is stifling her laugh? But soon she laughed loudly. What's so funny? I frowned.

"Oh, Omkar. I'm sorry, I was joking. I'm not injured." She laughed. But for some reason, I don't find this funny. I was seriously concerned. I got up from my bed without saying anything.

Her laugh halted.

"Omkar." She called me, but I was already in the bathroom. How can she say that, I was scared that I hurt her in some sense. When she said she was hurting because my body was pressing down on her, my heart thumped. Never in my wildest dream, did I want to hurt her in any way.

And now she joked about this, I didn't like it. Not even a bit.

"Omkar." Her voice came from outside the door. But I choose to ignore it.

"Look I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say this. I'm really sorry. Please forgive me?" my heart melted by listening to her voice. I can not even be mad at her. I was about to rush out when my phone buzzed in my pocket. I don't know how it came here. Maybe I forgot to pull this out last night. Anyways, it's Siddharth. Why he is calling me? I picked up the phone.

"We found him." My breath freezes. Raghav.

"He is alive." I knew that fucker is not dead. That night not only Vani saw him driving the car, but I also. I can understand if one of us is having illusions, but both of us? So, I decided to dig deep. I should have known when the police couldn't find his body, declaring him dead as soon as possible. I should have known. A known emotion filled inside me, rage.

"Where is he?" my voice came out as cold as it could.

"Eve gardens, house 453." I pulled the doors harshly ignoring the petite body hissing slowly.

"Omkar-

I ignored her calls and went out directly. I'm sorry love, but I need to solve this mess first.

I sat in my car and zoomed off as fast as I could. He is alive. But why? If he is alive why he didn't come out? Why did he even set it up like this? Why did he lie about his death? What he is hiding?

I have so many questions roaming in my head, but Raghav once I get my hands on you, I swear on my love you gonna regret it. Just because of this lie, Vani has suffered a lot. A lot.

My phone buzzed again and I saw the caller ID. 'My Love', it shows. I picked it up to switch my phone off when a loud honk grabbed my attention. I looked ahead only to see a truck coming out in my way blindly. I immediately moved my steering, but as bad luck followed me, my car crashed into a tree.

I got out as immediately as I could. My right shoulder hurt, maybe I pulled a muscle or dislocated it? Frantically I fished my phone out of my jogger's pockets.

And then I saw 15 missed calls, 20 text messages, and, 10 voicemails from Vani. She must be really worried about me. Fuck. Why did I leave her alone so abruptly? I need to get back at her, but my shoulder has another plan. As I moved my shoulder slightly, it hurt like hell.

I glanced at my car which was still connected with the tree. Nah, I was lucky enough to be alive with some shoulder pain. This car is in no sight to be able to move again.

My legs shook a little and I decided to sit down. It's like my whole energy drained. Calling Siddharth, I sighed. He should be here in a few minutes.

And he is here, running out from his car to my side frantically.

"Are you ok?" he huffed on his dear life. His face flushed like he ran a marathon.

"Do I look like?"

He looked dead in my eyes and said-

"No, you don't."

What are we doing? Playing?

"Help me, you bastard. Or do you have a plan to gawk at me like this?" I stated irritatingly.

"You should be humble while asking for help." He narrowed his eyes at me.

"Siddharth, I'm not playing games here."

"Does your wife know?" he asked in a low voice.

"I'm gonna punch this ugly face of yours if you don't stop." I groaned in pain. It's more than pulling a muscle or dislocation.

He suddenly smirked at me. What he is up to?

"Say please." He did say what?

"What?"

"No, what, it's please." He clarified.

"Siddharth, I'm dying here you want me to please you? Are you kidding me right now?"

"Ok, I'm gonna go then." He got up and dusted his pants. This bastard really knows what he is doing.

"Siddharth, come back here. Or I swear I will tell Vani what you said about her while you were drunk on 23 March 2017." I yelled as he opened the door of his car.

He stopped abruptly. I smirked. This card always works. He ran to the other side of his car and pulled the passenger's door.

"Master, please sit in this humble car. I will personally drive you to the hospital and then your home." He bowed slightly. Dramatic ass.

"You better." I got up while smirking to myself.

"Yes, Master." He closed the door as I settled in.